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Chapter 88

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    Yu Wanfeng also knew that some doctors were seriously ill.

    But how did she know that among these people, there was a man named Xu Mingchuan.

    He used this name to strung together his childhood memories and past, and created an intersection with her.

    The Xu Mingchuan she knew was sick.

    Yu Wanfeng admired and moved every medical and nursing staff who were unfortunately infected.

    They are on the front line, and they are sick to protect ordinary people like them.

    So she asked Zhong Chumian with red eyes if Xu Mingchuan was seriously ill and if he would recover.

    Zhong Chumian couldn't go against his conscience and told her that Xu Mingchuan would be fine.

    In the face of life and death, human control appears weak and ridiculous.

    Whoever tries to be the master of life and death lacks awe of death.

    Everyone expects and firmly believes that after active treatment, it will definitely get better.

    However, it is unavoidable to understand that sometimes, there will be accidents.

    So, I can only say one thing, we have to believe that he will get better.

    "Believe", this is a kind of belief, the most primitive and simple placebo.

    Yu Wanfeng asked Zhong Chumian again, why did she tell her now.

    Zhong Chumian also just found out.

    Farewell every six years, farewell to too many people.

    He left with his biological father, went to Tanglin, went abroad, studied abroad, and worked hard.

    When he came back, his hometown and his hometown waved to him after six years.

    Welcome back.

    The breath of the soil is like breathing yesterday, but there is a lot of aroma of green grass.

    Even the soil can change, not to mention people and things.

    When he contacted Xu Mingchuan, Xu Mingchuan was a busy man.  But this busy man took some time out of his busy schedule to rush to Dongling and get drunk with him endlessly.

    Xu Mingchuan held the beer bottle and grinned: "Zhong Chumian, your uncle, you are finally back! It has been six years, and you are still willing to come back!"

    Xu Mingchuan was very happy, and Zhong Chumian was very happy.

    Drunk all night, the next day, Zhong Chumian sent Xu Mingchuan to the airport, not to cherish.

    Xu Mingchuan said that the hospital has been a bit busy recently, and there is a holiday during the Chinese New Year, so we will get together again.

    It was November at that time, and the sycamore leaves of Dongling began to wither and turn yellow, fluttering down like swallowtail butterflies.

    When we get together again, I'm afraid it will be snowing in winter.

    But before the winter snow fell, Xu Mingchuan fell ill.

    For a long time, Zhong Chumian was unwilling to believe the news.

    He proved it over and over again, proving truth as truth and fear as fear.

    Then, he made this decision and told Yu Wanfeng.

    He had to make this decision.

    Yu Wanfeng was wiping tears on the rooftop.

    She is not crying for anyone.

    She was crying for Xu Mingchuan.

    She doesn't understand, why is everyone sick?

    So caught off guard, so worrying.

    So she thought again, would Xu Qiao be sick too, would Huo Chengjue be sick too?

    How many more people will fall?

    How many more people can fall?

    She couldn't help crying.

    See, she's just that useless.

    In the evening, before eating, Zhong Chumian invited Yu Wanfeng to the stairwell on the fourth floor.

    She can make a video call with Xu Mingchuan.

    In fact, Yu Wanfeng doesn't remember much about Xu Mingchuan's appearance.

    The memory was already very blurred, and she couldn't accurately describe his facial features.

    But when Xu Mingchuan appeared in the video, Yu Wanfeng realized that she remembered it.

    This is Xu Mingchuan.

    He has grown up, the contours of his face have matured, and his brows have become deep.

    But he is Xu Mingchuan.

    He was lying on a white hospital bed without an oxygen mask.

    Zhong Chumian told her that Xu Mingchuan's condition has improved a lot, so he doesn't need to inhale oxygen for the time being.

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