Zuo Jingyan saw that the old man had already made it clear, so she did not waste any time:

"Yes, I'm here to beg you. I want your help to find an old Chinese doctor who can treat lung diseases to save people."

She emphasized the word "rescue". If Lao Songtou didn't receive treatment, he might not have much time left. He was really in dire need.

Zhang Xue spoke for help: "Grandpa, please help find Grandpa Xing."

Mr. Zhang frowned: "Your Grandpa Xing no longer treats people."

Zhang Xue shook her grandfather's arm: "Grandpa, please help me. It's a life-saving matter."

Mr. Zhang shook his head and simply refused:

"Human life is doomed. No one can keep anyone whom the King of Hell wants to accept. Your grandfather Xing saved so many people, but in the end he was criticized and saddened by the people he saved. He no longer cares about the affairs of living people."

Zhuang Zhuang looked up at Mr. Zhang and asked innocently: "Grandpa, should I still study medicine? You also said that treating diseases and saving people is a doctor's duty!"

Zuo Jingyan rubbed her strong little head. She was so smart. She was doing herself a favor!

Mr. Zhang was choked. Facing Zhuang Zhuang's clear eyes, he could no longer say that he didn't care about the living people's affairs:

"Okay, I'll go out of my way to beg Lao Xing for you, but I can't guarantee whether he will."

Zuo Jingyan quickly thanked him: "Thank you. I appreciate your help whether he goes or not."

Mr. Zhang looked a little embarrassed:

"Since Lao Xing stopped treating people, he went to live in a mountain village. He built a garden and took care of it every day. How can we go so far away?"

"Grandpa, I drove here."

Zuo Jingyan was glad that she drove here.

The first time Zhuang Zhuang saw a double-cab truck, it was extremely rare. Mr. Zhang never took his eyes off the child. Seeing that he liked the old man, he sat with him in the back seat and talked to Zhuang Zhuang there.

There was no one around, even Zhang Xue ignored him.

Mr. Zhang directed, and Zuo Jingyan drove. They drove for more than 40 minutes before arriving at the small mountain village where Mr. Xing lived.

When I first saw Mr.

He was dressed very simply, a large gray cotton-padded jacket like that worn by rural elders, with blue cloth patches on his arms and shoulders.

The process of persuading him was very difficult. When Mr. Xing saw Mr. Zhang bringing Zuo Jingyan and Zhang Xue, his face dropped:

"Old Zhang, you forgot what I said about not treating people anymore."

Mr. Zhang was very embarrassed: "I want to ask you to save someone's life."

Mr. Xing's face was as dark as water: "What does other people's lives have to do with me?"

Zuo Jingyan believed this time that Mr. Xing was really heartbroken by those ungrateful patients and became callous and heartless.

Mr. Zhang glanced at Zuo Jingyan, meaning: 'Look, it can't work, right?'

Zuo Jingyan took a step forward, looked into Mr. Xing's eyes, and said sadly:

"Old man, I heard Grandpa Zhang tell you what happened to you. The person you want to save today has the same fate as you. It is even worse. He has no children. He was betrayed by his former apprentice and sent to the countryside. He suffered a lot.

Sin, suffered a lot and suffered from severe lung disease. The doctor said he could not survive, and he had no fighting spirit to live. I wanted to keep him and let him feel that the world is not just indifference, ruthlessness, cruelty, and betrayal.

There is also true love.”

Mr. Xing was touched. He took a deep look at Zuo Jingyan and asked after a long time: "Who are you to him?"

Zuo Jingyan: “A stranger I’ve never known before.”

Mr. Xing was slightly stunned: "We have never met him before? Then why did you save him?"

Zuo Jingyan’s eyes were firm:

"Because he is pitiful, and because fate is unfair to him, I want to compete with the God of Death to save him. I want the old man to feel a little warmth in the world."

Mr. Xing looked at Zuo Jingyan, who had a sincere face and kind eyes, and said, 'We have never met her before, just to let him feel a little warmth in the world.'

Mr. Xing's nose is a little sore, his throat is a little tight, and he wants to cry!

Mr. Xing said loudly:

"Okay, let me tell you this, I saved this man. As long as he is angry, I will snatch him from the hands of the King of Hell."

Mr. Zhang put a high hat on Mr. Xing and acted as a compliment:

"As long as Lao Xing takes over the patients, there is no one who cannot be saved unless they die."

Lao Xing rolled his eyes at him: "What you say means nothing, I will settle the score with you later."

Mr. Zhang was so angry that he didn't dare to say a word. Who could let him be justified?

Zhuang Zhuang looked up at Old Xingtou and defended his great grandfather in a childish voice:

"My great-grandfather is not wrong. It is the bounden duty of a doctor to treat illnesses and save lives."

Old Xingtou was stunned by the little guy's childish words. He smiled for a long time and asked Old Zhangtou:

"Lao Zhang, when did you have your great-grandson?"

Mr. Zhang looked at Zhuang Zhuang lovingly and said with pride, "He is studying medicine with me and he is very talented."

Lao Xing looked at Zhuangzhuang carefully: "Don't tell me, this kid has smart eyes and extraordinary courage. He is a good candidate to study medicine. Give this to me later and let me take care of him."

Mr. Zhang was happy when he heard this: "Okay, let's teach together. Zhuang Zhuang is a general practitioner. Zhuang Zhuang, hurry up and meet your master and father-in-law."

Mr. Zhang was afraid that Lao Xing would regret it, so he hurriedly pushed Zhuang Zhuang over. The child was also smart and immediately shouted sweetly:

"Master, father-in-law."

Zuo Jingyan was happy for Zhuangzhuang. The two miracle doctors taught Zhuangzhuang together. This child will have a bright future in the future!

Mr. Xing followed them to the hospital. Mr. Song was losing his temper and refused to take medicine:

"Ahem...don't eat...it's a waste of money...you go."

Liang Chao was there to advise:

"Old man, be good. You can only get better by taking medicine. When you get better, I will treat you to a restaurant to eat delicious food. You can make big fish and meat. Don't you have a son? I will be your son. Do you think it's okay?

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Zuo Jingyan stepped into the house and heard Brother Chao's words. She couldn't help laughing, oh my god, how many godfathers does Brother Chao have?

Old Songtou was also shocked by Liang Chao's words:

"I... a powerless, sick old man, today... ahem... recognized my godfather... ahem,

Maybe you can wear sackcloth and mourn for me tomorrow...Are you stupid?"

Liang Chao stared and said righteously:

"I'm not stupid. If you don't have a son, why should I treat you as your son? Why don't you just wear sackcloth and show mourning? If I call you daddy for a day, I will be your son.

You are a lonely soul without an heir."

Old Songtou was excited and coughed even more violently. He had nothing and was not afraid of death or his life, but he was also afraid that no one would wear mourning clothes or burn paper at his grave.

Old Song was moved by Liang Chao's words. He took the medicine and put it in his mouth. He looked at Liang Chao and said, "Son, remember your words. When you die, burn paper for me."

Zuo Jingyan said in a clear voice: "Old man, you can't die. I have found a miracle doctor. Even if the King of Hell wants to take you in, he can bring you back."
Chapter completed!