Entering this room, Jing Yunzhao feels a lot of breath.

Nurses, doctors, guards, and Jing Yunzhao frowned, and probably knew that there should be people hiding in the dark place. But the strange thing is that the taste is very familiar. The faint smell of sandalwood is a little like that of Li Shaoyun. Is it possible that his mysterious mission this time is to protect Qi Yuguo?

As soon as Jing Yunzhao came in, no one looked at her, and no one took care of her. It was obvious that how to treat the patient depended on their own. What they wanted was a result.

Jing Yunzhao didn't care much about the others. He looked at the man lying on the doctor's bed, showing some sympathy.

He had white hair, his gullied face was covered with age spots, and he didn't have much meat on him. He was like a salted fish dried in the sun. He had instruments in his hand. His fingers looked like skin and bones, but his skin was thick like bark, and his calluses had become the mark of his body after years of weathering.

Hand by the small blue wound, slightly swollen, should be caused by hanging water all year round, the skin is also some waxy yellow.

There is a strong smell of medicine in this room, all kinds of.

Jing Yunzhao walks over to him. Under everyone's attention, he directly reaches out and tries his pulse. The jump is quite powerful. In fact, his life is OK. But when he checks his pulse, Jing Yunzhao sees the scar on his wrist.

The traces left by suicide are probably the most embarrassing past in his life.

Feeling the touch on his hand, the old man opened his eyes, his deep socket was heavy, and his eyes had experienced many vicissitudes and had no spirit.

Jing Yunzhao showed a smile: "Qi Lao, are you awake?"

In the face of strangers, she seldom smiles like this, but in the face of such an old man, she is sincere.

"New Nurse? " After a look at her, she hardly opened her mouth.

This little head nurse is good-looking, some cold heroic, funny but sweet, looking very comfortable.

"Yes, I'm a new little nurse." Jing Yunzhao nodded and asked, "have you been sleeping for a long time? Are you hungry? I'm still a little cook. "

As soon as Jing Yunzhao said this, several doctors nearby were not happy. This old Qi's body has always been the responsibility of everyone. He made a very careful arrangement for what he ate every day. He also asked a nutritionist to study it together. It was absolutely good for Qi's health. But the girl said she was a cook. What does that mean? She's cooking? Doesn't that change their minds?

Qi Yuguo lived the same life every day. When he heard a little nurse say that he was a cook, his eyes lit up: "OK, make something delicious."

Jing Yunzhao nodded with a smile.

The kitchen is separate from the ward, and Jing Yunzhao will not be foolish enough to cook by himself. Otherwise, when he comes back, I'm afraid someone will have delivered the prepared things.

Although others are also good intentions, but the road is different, do not conspire, these people want him to live, and she wants vitality.

Qi Lao was not under house arrest. He had enough rights, but no one dared to accompany him to exercise his rights.

At this time, Jing Yunzhao directly shakes up the bed and pulls out the instrument directly. He looks bright and says, "I'm afraid you'll eat by yourself first. How about going to the kitchen together?"

Qi Yuguo was stunned for a moment. To tell the truth, he just felt that the little girl was good-looking, so he readily responded. He didn't really want to eat what she cooked. After all, she was a little nurse and could not violate the doctors of these doctors.

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