As soon as I entered the ward, I saw that the old man I rescued yesterday was already awake as Xiaoya said.
At this time, he was sitting on the head of the bed, his face still a little pale.
But he seems to be in good spirits.
At this moment, he was shouting at the nurse next to him, "Is the doctor here? Did you help me call her?"
The voice sounded a little weak.
However, he spoke coherently without any lag.
It’s really amazing that I was able to recover like this the day after being infected with the SRS virus!
Lu Jingyu felt more and more that this old man was not simple.
She quickly walked over, came to the bedside, and asked, "What do you want from me, old man?"
A clear and loud voice came, and the old man immediately turned his head.
Although Lu Jingyu was wearing a mask, from the half of his face exposed, he could tell that he was very young.
The old man looked up and down and asked uncertainly, "Did you save me? A little girl?"
He thought he would be an old doctor, but he didn't expect him to be so young.
He looks like he's only in his early twenties, right?
Little girl?
When Lu Jingyu heard this title, his eyebrows raised.
This was the first time that she was called like this.
Quite fresh!
She couldn't help but curl her lips and nodded gently in admission.
After getting the definite answer, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up, he grabbed her hand fiercely, and kept thanking her in excitement.
"Little girl, thank you, thank you, thank you for saving my old life... If it weren't for you, I would probably have gone to see the King of Hell!"
Lu Jingyu was suddenly grabbed and was stunned for a moment, but he did not break away.
But after a while, she frowned.
It's true...this old man has really strong hands.
It doesn’t look like he’s injured at all!
Just as Lu Jingyu was about to speak to persuade him not to be so excited, he saw him coughing violently.
"Ahem..."
This cough was terrible, it directly pulled the wound on his chest. The next second, the old man screamed, "Ouch, ouch, it hurts..."
Xiaoya on the side was frightened and quickly stretched out her hand to gently pat his back to help him calm down.
Lu Jingyu was a bit dumbfounded, "Old man, your injuries are not healed yet, please take it easy."
The old man finally recovered and immediately waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay. It's just a small injury. It will be healed soon."
This tone, listening to it, is full of lightness and gentleness.
Lu Jingyu was speechless for a moment and felt confused again.
Who is this old man?
This unusual resilience and nonchalant tone made it seem like he was not lying.
Lu Jingyu was lost in thought when he suddenly felt his hand being grasped again.
The old man in front of him chattered endlessly and began to tell Lu Jingyu about his experiences along the way, "Little girl, I meant it when I said thank you just now. You don't even know how hard it has been for me to come...
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The old man started talking non-stop.
Lu Jingyu listened for a while, feeling funny and helpless.
This old man...is such a talkative person!
I don’t know, but I thought I had been holding it in for most of my life and finally caught someone, so I couldn’t restrain my desire to express my feelings.
However, Lu Jingyu was not disgusted.
This old man looks to be as old as his grandfather, and he has the same mouth as his second brother Lu Beichen, who can't sit still.
Inexplicably familiar!
Xiaoya looked at the old man who kept talking, twitched the corners of his mouth, and muttered in a low voice: "He was almost dead yesterday, why are he still so energetic today? What a weirdo."
When Lu Jingyu heard this, he recalled the thrilling experience of rescuing people yesterday. Looking at the old man's current state, he felt the same way.