Chapter 942

Lu Yuanjia and Zhan Qinglou personally lead Ye Tianlong's way. Compared with the scene of no one in the front yard, the backyard is much stricter, with three steps for one post and five steps for one sentry.

There are five yards, one is deeper than the other. Each yard is guarded, and there are doctors and nurses on duty.

When they saw Lu Yuanjia and Zhan Qinglou leading the way, they were surprised. At the same time, there was a light in their eyes, which was called hope.

"Little brother, promise me one thing."

On the way forward, Zhan Qinglou whispered to Ye Tianlong: "after Zhao's illness, please give him a glimmer of hope no matter whether you have a way or not."

Lu Yuanjia wanted to say something, but he was silent with a bitter smile. He obviously didn't like lies, but he knew it was good for the patient.

Ye Tianlong nodded: "don't worry, I have discretion."

Zhan Qinglou gratefully replied, "thank you, doctor Ye."

After that, she continued to lead the way.

Then through the triple yard, came to the last heavy yard, suddenly appeared in front of me, is a proud and standing attic.

Around the attic, there are many rooms of similar structure, one by one magnificent, broad and deep, giving people an unfathomable situation.

But ye Tianlong fixed his eyes on the highest attic ten meters away. Intuitively, he decided that the patient was in the attic.

Because ye Tianlong from the attic, feel a mighty world, self-improvement momentum.

At this moment, when the sun is rising to the East, the sunlight shines on the attic, reflecting a faint light, making the whole attic look like a white jade carving.

There is a solemn, dignified, unspeakable.

"Hoo -"

when the morning wind blows, the trees around the attic shake gently, which is full of artistic conception and a touch of Phoenix wood.

Ye Tianlong rubs his nose again. He is allergic to Phoenix wood powder. Then he puts his hand in the air to feel the direction of the morning wind.

Lu Yuanjia looks at Ye Tianlong's movements curiously, but he doesn't ask or say anything.

"Doctor ye, here we are."

when he came to this heavy yard, Lu Yuanjia stopped and said softly, "I'll wait for you here."

The patient didn't like to be surrounded by too many people and didn't want to be seen as vulnerable by his cronies, so Lu didn't follow him in.

Zhan Qinglou smiles and leads Ye Tianlong to the Attic: "Mr. Zhao is in the attic. Let's go. I'll lead you there."

Ye Tianlong nodded: "thank you."

Zhan Qinglou said with a warm smile: "I should thank you."

She has a good feeling for ye Tianlong. It seems that it is rare to meet such a polite young man.

Through the corridor and courtyard, they came to the front of the attic. Zhan Qinglou respectfully called out: "Mr. Zhao, doctor Ye is here."

When he spoke, Zhan Qinglou's cold expression was filled with joy, confusion and respect.

No one in the attic responded. It was quiet as no one, but ye Tianlong could feel a trace of tenacious vitality.

It is like spring, about to break the ground of the stalagmites tenacious.

There was no response. Zhan Qinglou didn't go in, but didn't leave. He just stood quietly at the door and waited patiently.

Ye Tianlong did not move, rubbing his nose, waiting quietly.

For a long time, a sigh with the vicissitudes of life came with the low morning wind: "why?"

Zhan Qinglou pursed his lips and squeezed out a sentence: "Mr. Zhao, you once taught us that if there is a glimmer of hope in everything, we should try our best."

Vicissitudes of life voice is a sigh: "can't you let me spend this last day quietly?"

Zhan brothel lowered his head: "sorry, Mr. Zhao, we can't do it. Please give Dr. ye a chance."

She added: "he is also a person highly recommended by Mr. Qin. Without a little standard, Mr. Qin will never let outsiders get close to you."

"He is also the winner of the sun medal and the guest of honor of the 18 royal families in Europe. Please believe him once, Mr. Zhao."

Silent for a while, the voice of vicissitudes of life light voice: "come in."

Zhan Qinglou said respectfully: "yes!"

Then, she took Ye Tianlong into the attic. With the deepening of her steps, the light became more and more dim, as if walking to the endless abyss.

But ye Tianlong didn't feel lost at all, because he felt the call of a spiritual level, holding him like a thread.

"Deng, Deng, Deng!"

Three minutes later, ye Tianlong and Zhan Qinglou come to the attic, with black tiles, green bricks and white walls. The simple colors give people endless peace.

This attic has 50 square meters, and the lighting is very good. The golden sunlight filtered by bamboo leaves shines in from the bright and clean windows, becoming soft and mottled.

There is only a bed, a table and a chair in the room. The thin pieces on the bed are folded into angular tofu pieces.

A bookshelf beside the bed also has a lot of books, the edge has been rolled up, you can see that I don't know how many times.Next to the window of the attic, there is a long and narrow rocking chair. On the rocking chair, there is a slender but lean old man in Tang style.

An extremely weak old man.

His sword like eyebrows have lost their vigor, his high nose has become shriveled, and the wrinkles on his face add a breath of death to him.

Ye Tianlong looked at him and realized that Qin Tianhe had nothing to do with them. The old man really came to the end of the lamp.

To be exact, the old man, the house, the ornaments, the furniture, and a piece of bamboo near the window all have an irresistible smell of aging.

Zhan Qinglou saw that his eyes were closed, so he called out: "old Zhao."

She worried that the old man would fall asleep again.

"Click!"

Hearing the call of battle brothel, the old man in Tang costume moved to make himself more comfortable. Then he slowly opened his narrow eyes.

"Whoosh!"

This pair of eyes, this pair of open eyes, made Ye Tianlong's body shake instantly, and felt that everything in the room was bright.

A tenacious vitality opened the darkness, opened all the aging breath in the house.

Brick by brick, plant by tree, bed by chair, all dissipated the twilight, blooming a vitality, and a solemn sense of dignity.

It seems that they suddenly have dignity and life, which makes people dare not trample on them at will. Ye Tianlong instantly pays homage to the old man in Tang costume.

His eyes fell on a medal, which was a five pointed star. As the old man opened his eyes, it was particularly bright.

This medal is made of white enamel, and is wearing a hammer and sickle made of gold. There are two golden wheat flowers around the red star, and the words are engraved on it:

"guard China!"

On the other side of the medal, there is a zero zero one number and a name: Zhao ditian,

what a domineering name!

Ye Tianlong heart a Lin: "this old man, 80% is Zhao emperor day."