Cheng Wenbin was only sixteen years old. He took care of Lao Songtou by himself, ran up and down the hospital, didn't understand anything, and had to pretend to be an adult. He really couldn't hold it anymore.

Seeing Zuo Jingyan's child's eyes were red: "You are here."

Zuo Jingyan saw that Cheng Wenbin was so thin from fatigue, she said apologetically:

"We are late, how is Master Song?"

"The doctor said the illness is quite serious, so... be mentally prepared."

Cheng Wenbin burst into tears as he spoke. Lao Songtou was his master. Knowing that his master was going to die, the child was very sad.

"So serious?"

Zuo Jingyan hurriedly asked Cheng Wenbin to take her into the ward to visit Lao Songtou. Before she even entered the room, she heard a violent coughing sound, which sounded like she was about to cough out her lungs.

After Cheng Wenbin entered the ward, he said to the old man on the bed near the door:

"Master, the aunt I mentioned is here."

Zuo Jingyan walked to the hospital bed and saw an old man with a sallow complexion, wrinkles, and haggard face lying on the bed. He was not tall. He was lying on the hospital bed covered with a quilt and was almost as level as the bed. He was so thin that he was reduced to a handful of bones.

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"Master Song, I'm late."

Zuo Jingyan was a little sad that such a good craftsman was tortured like this.

Old Songtou coughed violently and said with a sneer:

"Cough cough cough... I'm already... cough cough, a useless person... cough cough, useless... cough cough cough...

..."

He is cynical and resents the injustice of fate to him. He has broken the pot and has no fear of life or death.

Zuo Jingyan said softly: "Master Song, don't be so pessimistic, we will try our best to cure you."

Lao Songtou coughed up a mouthful of blood and laughed crazily: "Ahem, cough, cough...I'm about to die...don't waste your efforts."

Liang Chao was soft-hearted and couldn't bear to see the suffering in the world, so he shouted to the old man:

"Old man, you have to have the belief to live so that we can save you. Life is worse than death. You have been rehabilitated. If you want to live a good life in the future, don't give up on yourself."

Zuo Jingyan advised Old Songtou with a firm expression:

"Master Song, as long as you don't give up, we can save you."

Old Songtou looked at her with a sneer, his eyes full of sadness, he didn't even want to say anything, he closed his eyes and ignored no one.

"Brother, you are here with Wen Bin, I will go find Mr. Zhang."

Zuo Jingyan did not waste time. Even if Lao Songtou gave up on himself, she would do her best to save him.

Liang Chao nodded: "Okay, you go ahead, I will take care of him."

Zuo Jingyan wasted no time and immediately drove to pick up Mr. Zhang. On the way, she thought that Mr. Zhang had said that he would no longer pick up patients. She only had a weak relationship with him and he might not be able to give her face.

After much thought, she decided to beg Zhang Tie. He might be able to woo the old man.

Zuo Jingyan and Lu Haoting went to Zhang Tie's house once and found it based on their memory. Zhang Tie was exercising in the yard.

Lu Haoting and Qin Feng made him a parallel bar in the yard, and also brought him dumbbells to exercise his arm strength. Zhang Tie insisted on exercising for an hour every day, and he did not give up until he was sweating profusely. He was unbeatable and very perseverant.

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Zhang Xue was here today. She stood aside and looked at Zhang Tie with concern, holding a towel and a glass of water in her hands. Whenever Zhang Tie stopped, she would go over to wipe his sweat and ask him if he wanted to drink water? All she could see was him.

When Zuo Jingyan entered the hospital, Zhang Tie had just gotten off the parallel bars. Zhang Xue hurriedly went over to support him and wiped his sweat thoughtfully. Zhang Tie looked at her and smiled softly:

"Zhang Xue, thank you for accompanying me...to recover."

Zhang Xue lowered her eyes shyly, feeling sweet in her heart, but she said something very formulaic:

"This is what we as nurses should do."

Zhang Tie looked at her deeply, as if there were thousands of words in his eyes. Zhang Xue's face turned even redder when he looked at her, and she gave him a gentle push:

"Brother Zhang, what...are you looking at me doing?"

Zhang Tie mustered up the courage to grab Zhang Xue's hand and said in an urgent and fast voice:

"I can now walk a few steps without crutches. It's all thanks to your careful care that I can recover so quickly. You are my benefactor, I think..."

Zhang Xue's heart was beating wildly and she looked at Zhang Tie expectantly. Zhang Tie was about to speak when he saw Zuo Jingyan standing outside the gate hesitating. He quickly let go of Zhang Xue's hand and shouted in embarrassment.

Voice:

"Brothers and sisters are here?"

Zhang Xue was so frightened that she quickly stepped back. Zhang Tie suddenly lost his support and was about to fall. Zhang Xue hurriedly hugged him. Zhang Tie subconsciously protected Zhang Xue, fearing that he would bring her down. The two of them looked at each other like this.

In other people's eyes, it looks like a hug between lovers.

Zhang Xue and Zhang Tie separated as if they were electrocuted, and their faces turned red at the same time. Zhang Xue was a little at a loss, so she ran to get Zhang Tie's crutches and pretended to be busy to relieve the embarrassment.

Zuo Jingyan was neither advancing nor retreating. She regretted coming. Brother Zhang finally mustered up the courage to confess. Why did he come at this moment?

Now that she had been seen, she left immediately, which made the two of them embarrassed, so they had no choice but to come in.

Zuo Jingyan had nothing to say, so she insisted on being polite:

"Brother Zhang, you are recovering well. Now you are in a hurry to train and return to the army."

Zhang Tie said: "Yes, I want to go back early to train with Lao Lu."

His tone of voice was dry, and he looked very uncomfortable.

Zuo Jingyan glanced at Zhang Xue. The main reason was that the matter was urgent. Lao Songtou's condition looked very serious and there was no time for pleasantries. She simply said clearly:

"Brother Zhang, I came here to ask you something, but Zhang Xue is here, so I beg her to be better."

Zhang Tie and Zhang Xue asked at the same time: "What's going on? Come and listen."

"I want to ask Mr. Zhang to help me see a patient. He has severe tuberculosis and is vomiting blood. The hospital asked him to prepare for his funeral. I want to try traditional Chinese medicine, but I am not familiar with Mr. Zhang and I am afraid that he will not go, so I came here.

Please help Brother Zhang."

When Zhang Xue heard that she was looking for her grandfather to see her for lung disease, she shook her head: "My grandfather mainly specializes in acupuncture and is good at treating orthopedic trauma. He is not very good at internal medicine, so he is afraid of delaying things."

Zuo Jingyan came with high hopes, but a basin of cold water put them out, but she still wanted to give it a try: "Does grandpa know any old Chinese doctors who are great in this field?"

Zhang Xue hesitated for a moment. When Zhang Tie saw Zuo Jingyan in such a hurry, he begged Zhang Xue for her:

"Zhang Xue, please ask Grandpa if he can find an experienced Chinese doctor who is good in this field."

As soon as Zhang Tie spoke, Zhang Xue had to take care of this matter even if she didn't want to. She said to Zuo Jingyan: "In this case, you come home with me and ask grandpa if he knows an ancestor who was an imperial doctor in the palace.

Grandpa Xing mainly treats internal medicine."

At this time, it was a dead horse being treated as a live doctor. There was a glimmer of hope but Zuo Jingyan didn't want to give up and followed Zhang Xue home to find Mr. Zhang.

When they arrived, Mr. Zhang was teaching Zhuang Zhuang how to recognize Chinese medicine. The old man looked at Zhuang Zhuang with fondness in his eyes.

Zhang Xue shouted: "Grandpa."

Zuo Jingyan came over and greeted Mr. Zhang: "Hello, Grandpa Zhang."

Mr. Zhang glanced at Zuo Jingyan. The old man's eyes were as bright as fire. He could see the anxiety in Zuo Jingyan's eyes at a glance and asked coldly:
Chapter completed!