After eating, Jiang Tang was rushed to the sofa to rest.
Just as He Chen came over with a glass of water, the glass in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.
"Be careful." Xu Ziyin looked over and raised his voice.
Hearing the sound, Jiang Tang also looked over and saw He Chen standing there, seemingly confused as to why he couldn't hold a glass of water steadily. His eyes fell on his face, and his expression suddenly changed slightly.
After throwing a coin, she looked solemn and said quickly: "Mr. He, tell the hospital immediately and take good care of your grandpa. You..." You must also be mentally prepared.
Before she finished speaking, something started to come up in her throat, and she didn't know what to say anymore.
Do you want to tell him that the evil spirit on his face has deepened and his mourning has worsened, so that he can prepare for his funeral?
How to prepare for this.
She pinched her eyebrows and sighed softly, hoping that there was still enough time.
Hearing her words, He Chen twitched his fingertips and without asking any questions, he immediately called and asked the hospital to take care of the old man 24 hours a day. After saying that, he hung up the phone, held the phone tightly, pursed his thin lips, and pointed.
The knots turn white.
"What's wrong?" Xu Ziyin also heard her words, his heart trembled suddenly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at He Chen's expression.
very ugly.
"Let's go." Jiang Tang didn't waste any time. He pulled He Chen and walked out. Even if it was the worst outcome, he still wanted to see him one last time.
Thinking about it, she felt a little heavy.
He Chen followed her silently, seemingly as usual, but in fact his slightly disorderly footsteps had already revealed his true thoughts.
At this time, the hospital.
Tang Huazheng was chatting with He Yongqiao and advised him earnestly: "Old He, you have to be more open-minded, otherwise it will be difficult for you to get well."
He Yongqiao waved his hand. It was rare that he had a little more strength today and could say a few words. He smiled bitterly and said, "I have only come this far in my life. What I am most worried about is Ah Chen. After I leave, he will
It’s up to you.”
During this period, his premonition became more and more intense. It probably happened in the past two days. It is said that people will have premonitions when their end is approaching.
He has probably reached the end.
"You..." Tang Hua looked at his sudden improvement, and his face was even a little rosy, but he still couldn't be happy. The words "return to the light" made him breathless. For a long time, he sighed softly.
After taking a breath, she held his hand and said, "Don't worry, I can do it."
As they get older, there will always be a day, but hearing these words from an old friend still makes me feel sad.
"Should you call Ah Chen over?" he asked, looking a little worried.
"No need." He Yongqiao shook his head, "When A Chen was a child, he saw his third son and his wife passing away. This time, don't let him watch."
Hearing this, Tang Hua felt even more uncomfortable.
"Stop talking about this, I'm going to buy you a meal. Didn't you say you wanted to eat Wuweiju's elbow? I'm going to buy it for you." After saying that, Tang Hua stood up, turned his back and wiped his eyes.
He strode out in a hurry. While waiting for the elevator, he suddenly heard a movement in the corridor, and the doctors all ran in the same direction.
Suddenly there was an ominous premonition in his heart. His eyelids twitched. The elevator door opened for a while, but he suddenly turned his head and strode towards the ward.
Sure enough, the doctor entered He Yongqiao's ward!
His legs went weak, and he walked quickly while holding on to the wall. When he reached the door, the doctor was pushing He Yongqiao out. The man who was sitting there talking to him just now suddenly turned gray.
His face was shrouded in the air of death, and he was wearing an oxygen mask. His breathing was heavy, and he could see more air coming in and less air coming out.
"Lao He." He rushed to the bedside and held his hand firmly, crying.
Hearing his voice, He Yongqiao forced himself to open his eyelids and moved his lips. Seeing this, Tang Hua immediately put his ear to him.
"Help me... take care of A, A Chen..." He tried his best to say a word.
Tang Hua nodded seriously, "I will."
Seeing him nodding, He Yongqiao smiled. He had experienced the pain of the death of his relatives in his life, so he should not let his grandson suffer too much.
The doctor quickly pushed him to the emergency room, with Tang Hua running behind. Suddenly something fell out of his pocket and rolled several times on the ground.
It's a white porcelain bottle with a piece of red paper attached to it, with the word "Rejuvenation Pill" written in traditional Chinese on it.
Thinking of something, Tang Hua narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "Wait a minute!"
With that said, he quickly picked up the bottle on the ground, poured out a pill from it with trembling hands, and fed it into his mouth without any explanation.
What if.
What if it's useful?
At that time, he also felt that he was about to die. This medicine saved him, and maybe it could also save him.
The doctor didn't have time to stop him, and he didn't know what he was giving him. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a group of people striding over.
"Mr. He." The sharp-eyed nurse called out, then handed him the critical illness notice in her hand and said quickly: "Mr. He, please sign the notice. Mr. He's current condition is not very good."
This is considered euphemistic. In fact, anyone can see that Mr. He's condition is already very bad. Even if he can barely survive this time, it will only last a few more days.
But this was the previous leader of the He family, and they didn't dare to say that.
Hearing this, He Chen's face turned pale and his fingers were stiff and he did not pick it up.
Jiang Tang glanced at him, strode to the bedside, and checked He Yongqiao's pulse, but she said "Hey", "I can save him."
She said without raising her head.
Hearing this, He Chen suddenly seemed to wake up and walked over quickly without questioning her words at all, "I'm sorry to bother you."
"You're welcome." As he said this, Jiang Tang took out a silver needle to prick He Yongqiao, but in just a moment, he had been pricked into a hedgehog. He quickly spoke out a list of medicine names, "...find it immediately."
Go and boil the medicine, and bring it over when it's done."
The doctors next to him looked at each other, He Chen frowned and said, "Go quickly."
After hearing what he said, the doctor immediately nodded and gave the instructions, feeling relieved in his heart.
No matter what the outcome is, now that someone has taken over, they don't need to bear Mr. He's anger.
Tang Hua looked on, recognized her, and said in surprise: "You are the little miracle doctor!"
Jiang Tang was twisting the needle when she heard his voice and took the time to raise her eyes and glance at him, "It's you."
She remembered him, the old man she saved on the roadside that time.
"It's me, it's me." Seeing her, Tang Hua was a little excited, and felt at ease inexplicably. Thinking of something, he hurriedly said: "I just gave him the medicine you gave me before, no?
What impact will it have?"
At that time, he was thinking of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, but he didn't think much about it. Now that he saw her, he felt a little at a loss for fear that she might harm him.
So that’s it.
Jiang Tang understood and continued to work on her hands. She flicked the tail of the needle with her fingertips, and the other needles also trembled slightly, as if there was a kind of energy moving.
"No, luckily you gave him the rejuvenation pill, otherwise he might not be able to survive now."
She said that his face was obviously filled with death, but when she checked his pulse, she felt a surge of life rising in his body.
However, it is still too slow.
The speed at which vitality is brewing cannot keep up with the spread of death. This physical condition is too bad.
Gritting her teeth, she controlled the silver needle with her fingertips, and the spiritual energy was injected into his internal organs, slowly flowing with the blood.
At the same time, the merit value on her wrist also dropped rapidly.
In less than a minute, it dropped to 9.9 and then stopped.
Her body softened and she fell back.
An arm reached out to catch her in time, and the lost merit suddenly increased to 20. It was He Chen!
She felt relieved and pulled his arm as if unintentionally.
"Just find a Chinese medicine practitioner to remove the needle in fifteen minutes and it will be fine."
As she spoke, her hand quietly moved down and landed on his wrist.
The fingertips touched each other, and there was no material to block them. The merit instantly reached 30, and it only took three seconds. It was extremely fast.
Jiang Tang's eyes lit up, and she thought to herself that she had lost so much merit in order to save his grandfather, so it wouldn't be too much to ask him to bring her back.
Thinking about it, she quietly looked at her.
He Chen happened to look over, their eyes met, and he watched her look away with a slight guilt, then lowered her gaze and landed on her hand, paused slightly, and pretended not to notice it and looked away.