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    In the ward, the old man took a mouthful of a peanut and another mouthful of Erguotou, making a sweet sound from his mouth.

    Yang Qingshan didn't say a word, he helped the old man tidy up the quilt, adjusted the electric fan, and said with distaste: "The hospital is too stupid, not to mention the expensive medical expenses, and the air conditioner is still broken."

    "It would be nice to be able to borrow an electric fan. I'm still strong, so I don't need an air conditioner." The old man said nonchalantly.

    "Don't you watch TV? It's so boring to lie on the bed alone." Yang Qingshan turned on the TV again, and there was a time-travel drama in it, which made Yang Qingshan feel like he vomited blood and died in the afterlife. He wanted to turn it off, but he was very happy to see the old man  It looked like it didn't move.

    "I didn't see that the old man was very interested in time travel, so he probably came from time travel." Yang Qingshan joked.

    "Time-traveling can't be said, but when I was young, I often heard my great-grandfather talk about many things in the past. At that time, there was no TV, so I couldn't know the specific situation, so I could only imagine it out of thin air, but it's different now. Watching this kind of TV is like my great-grandfather.  Then tell yourself a story." The old man recalled, his face full of relief.

    "The old man's great-grandfather lived long enough."

    "That's right, my great-grandfather lived a long life. Unfortunately, he still couldn't escape the ravages of time. He returned home fifty years ago." The old man remembered that he was lying on the hospital bed now, and that he might be buried in the ground one day.  The face became melancholy.

    Yang Qingshan was depressed for a long time, but he still hadn't figured out how old the old man's great-grandfather was when he was buried. He probably was very old. Seeing that the old man was unhappy, Yang Qingshan began to tell the thrilling story of saving lives during the day and being misunderstood at night.

    The old man listened with gusto, peanuts, dried tofu, and Erguotou disappeared in the blink of an eye.

    "I'll get some more." Yang Qingshan stood up and was about to go to the food stall again, only to see an old nurse blocking the door with a livid face.

    "What's up?"

    "It's you who has something to do." The old nurse said gloomily, her tone was so cold that it made people break into a cold sweat.

    The old nurse pushed Yang Qingshan away, glanced at the boxed lunch and empty wine bottle on the hospital bed, turned her face and said: "This is a hospital, not a restaurant, drinking and smoking are prohibited here, you are harming the old man, don't you understand?!  "

    Yang Qingshan is a little embarrassed, it is precisely because he knows that he will not live long that he is satisfied with the old man, but now he is reprimanded by an old nurse and can only scratch his head and pretend to be stupid.

    "Head nurse, it's my fault, and I won't live long, so don't be angry if you ask the child to bring something he wants to eat." The old man said in a relieved manner.

    The old nurse's face was still ashen, and she said sullenly: "If you don't live long, you should treat your illness well. Maybe a miracle will happen one day. The boss is not young and is still confused. I will accept it now. If I see you drinking and smoking, don't blame me."  Turn your face and prohibit your family members from visiting."

    "Yes, yes, yes." Yang Qingshan bowed his head and admitted his mistake, for fear of offending the old nurse in menopause.

    The old nurse nodded in satisfaction, snorted coldly and took away the things on the hospital bed.

    Yang Qingshan sat on the chair depressed and did not speak, and suddenly he and the old man laughed together. At this time, a gust of wind blew outside the window, and Yang Qingshan trembled all over.

    "It's going to rain." Yang Qingshan said softly.

    "Bring me your hand." The old man said seriously, but his tone revealed a kind of irresistibility.

    Yang Qingshan was a little reluctant. If he had stretched out his hand before, he would have stretched it out, but now that the old man is sick, how can he let the old man feel his pulse?  But looking at the firmness in the old man's eyes, Yang Qingshan knew that he couldn't escape, so he had no choice but to put his hand on the quilt honestly.

    The old man gently stretched out two fingers to rest on Yang Qingshan's wrist, closed his eyes and began to feel the pulse.

    After a long time, the old man opened his eyes and said, "Did I practice hard during the two days I was hospitalized?"

    "Yes." Yang Qingshan said with a guilty conscience.

    "Lie!" The old man became stern, and said angrily: "Stinky boy, you are still lazy until now. If you want you to practice hard, you don't practice. Just now you said that you saved a beautiful woman during the day, and you know how to do nothing all day long."  , you~"

    The old man sighed deeply when he said this, Yang Qingshan coaxed the old man and said: "This is very good, I am much more accurate than the weather forecast, every time it is windy and rainy, I will know when my body hurts, so I can do it in advance."  Get some clothes or something."

    The old man was amused by Yang Qingshan's words, and said angrily: "Don't move around, bear with it."

    Seeing that the old man was no longer angry, Yang Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief,?As soon as I told myself not to move, I knew that the old man wanted luck to heal me, so I quickly retracted my hand, but the fingers on my wrist were like a mountain, pressing down firmly on me.

    ? Yang Qingshan was depressed, he had known the old man for four years, learned kung fu for four years, and knew that the old man was very good at kung fu, as if he was not a human being, just like the immortal cultivator in the novel.

    It is useless to resist, it is impossible to stop the old man, he can only ask for trouble, and even made the old man angry, Yang Qingshan had no choice but to submit obediently.

    Yang Qingshan took a deep breath, a ball of Qi condensed in the dantian, and condensed into a stream of air that circulated in the body, but when it flowed to a certain place, it was blocked, and it couldn't flow through.  A stream of heat came from the fingers on Qingshan's wrist, pushing the qi in Yang Qingshan's body, and slowly hitting the blocked place.

    Half an hour later, the old man withdrew his fingers and said sadly, "It's coming soon."

    "Are you ready soon?" Yang Qingshan opened his eyes and asked.

    "It's dying."

    "Huh? Who?"

    "Who are you talking about?" the old man squinted his eyes and said, his face became paler because of luck.

    Yang Qingshan felt pain in his heart, knowing that his sequelae could not be cured by ordinary people, the old man luckily injured his body in order to relieve his pain.

    "Here." The old man took out a small notebook from under his pillow and handed it to Yang Qingshan: "These are some medicinal soups I wrote down after I was hospitalized. They are old family prescriptions. Take them back and have a look. There are  A few prescriptions are very useful to you."

    Yang Qingshan was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect that the old man would painstakingly write a book of prescriptions for himself when he was in the hospital. Looking at the densely packed and crooked words in the book, Yang Qingshan was so moved that he couldn't speak for a while.

    "I have learned kung fu from me for four years. I wanted to use three years to connect the meridians that were broken by lightning and eradicate your sequelae, but you are too lazy, so far you have only connected 90% of the meridians. Now I  You're going to leave when you're old, don't be lazy when you go back, practice hard, make soup according to the medicine soup in the little book, and connect the rest of the meridians by yourself." The old man urged.

    "Old man." Yang Qingshan choked up and said, "I will."

    "That's good, go back, practice the things I usually teach you, and then I will pass on my real mantle to you." The old man waved his hand a little tiredly and said.

    Yang Qingshan was taken aback, nodded in a very sensible way, gently covered the old man with a quilt, and left after the old man fell asleep. In the corridor, he met the old man's attending doctor. Yang Qingshan asked about the old man's condition with some concern.  There is no other way.

    The doctor in charge said with some regret: "The old man has an old injury on his chest, and the old injury has recurred when he gets older. We can't do anything about it. It's only this month. Let the old man eat whatever he wants, and satisfy him as much as possible."

    "But there's an old nurse"

    "Hehe, leave her alone, if the old man is really dying, that old nurse will turn a blind eye." The attending doctor whispered, turned and left.

    Yang Qingshan returned to the old man's ward again, and saw that the old man was not sleeping with his eyes open, but was looking out the window.

    "You pretend to be asleep even when you are old." Yang Qingshan stood at the door and said unhappily.

    "If I don't fall asleep, you will stay with me for another night. You young people have your own affairs, so go quickly. I don't want to be a burden."

    Yang Qingshan said with a smile: "Okay, I'll go, but I will bring peanuts, dried tofu and Erguotou when I come next time."

    "That's a good relationship." The old man smiled happily, seeing Yang Qingshan's sensible look, the old man closed his eyes in relief, and fell into a deep sleep.

    Yang Qingshan saw that the old man was really asleep before he closed the door in peace, turned around and saw the old nurse standing behind him, he suddenly felt guilty and broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that the old nurse in menopause would not take a fancy to him.

    "I didn't hear anything." The old nurse said sullenly, and left quickly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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