After entering the small clinic, Ying Yan sat at the table, took out her phone and entered the search terms she had just seen, and then stroked the page several times before finally finding the photo just now.

Ying Yan opened the photo, enlarged it, and then stared at the face of the person in the photo and looked carefully.

After a while, Ying Yan put down her phone, reached out and started counting something with her fingers, counting and taking photos of her eyes.

After all his fingers were broken, Ying Yan finally couldn't help but tsk twice.

After so many years, he doesn't seem to have changed much?

......

Two days later.

"Doctor Ying, where are you going in the future? Will you still open a Chinese medicine clinic?" Xiaomei asked Ying Yan while helping to pack her medicinal materials.

Xiaomei was not surprised at all when she knew that the Chinese medicine clinic was about to close. Almost all the people in this old city had moved away, and only some elderly people were reluctant to leave and delayed again and again. Therefore, the Chinese medicine clinic had no business for nearly a month, and Yingyan had to pay the store rent and their wages, which was definitely a loss.

Ying Yan stopped the movements in her hand, suddenly looked up at Xiaomei and said in a secret way: "My grandfather said that you must be grateful for your kindness."

Facing Xiaomei's puzzled gaze, Ying Yan said slowly: "My grandfather and I just came to this city, and we had no place to live and slept in the open air. It was the people in this old city who helped us not only provide us with food but also provide us with a place to live. Later, my grandfather stayed and used his medical skills to help the people here until he passed away."

Xiaomei opened her eyes wide and listened with great concentration. Xiaomei had also heard of Ying Yan's grandfather. She was a real miracle doctor who saved the world and was rejuvenated with a wonderful hand. She heard that he looked fairy-like, with white hair and white beards but had a rosy and shiny face. When he was still alive, many outsiders lined up in front of Yingshi Traditional Chinese Medicine Museum every day to consult. The thank-you gifts brought by the patients were piled up on the side of the road.

Unfortunately, when Xiaomei came here, the old miracle doctor had passed away for more than three years, and she had no chance to meet her.

Xiaomei continued to listen enthusiastically.

Ying Yan's eyes were far-reaching and sighed quietly: "So, now I have to repay my kindness."

——

In the famous hospital in this city, Zhang Yinghua came out of the attending doctor's office, stepped on his straight long legs wrapped in black trousers, and walked towards the ward with big strides.

When he arrived at the ward, Zhang Yinghua stopped again, then stood against the wall, and breathed deeply.

Do you blame me? Of course. I can survive and I can work hard to recover, but he has always been thinking about giving up on myself.

But besides blaming, I feel more distressed. This is her only younger brother, the younger brother she has been thinking about when she was alive.

Zhang Yinghua's wallet now has the only photo sent by Zhang Yingkang that year - the 18-year-old, leaning lazily on the branches of the campus. His slender and deep eyes narrowed slightly under the sunlight, and he smiled at the person taking the photo.

Zhang Yingkang, who has a bright smile and a bright and confident look.

And now he...

Zhang Yinghua's throat was a little itchy again, and finally he endured it and gently pushed open the door.

The person on the bed had woken up, but he turned his head motionlessly and stared at the direction of the window. His hair was a little longer and drooped softly. Because he had been in the ward for many years, his skin was very white and pale. When he tilted his head, the cyan blood vessels on one side of his neck were clearly visible.

Zhang Yinghua walked in, walked around the bed, stood by the bed, blocking Zhang Yingkang's view from looking out.

"Yingkang, are you hungry? Can you feed you some food, sister?" Zhang Yinghua tried his best to slow down his voice.

His vision was blocked and it was dark in front of him. Zhang Yingkang lowered his eyes and slowly closed his eyes.

Indifferent.

Zhang Yinghua bent down and his voice became gentler and gentle: "Yingkang, listen to my sister, be obedient. The doctor said you have the possibility of recovery. Look, your arm can move now? As long as you work hard to rebuild, your body will recover slowly."

Zhang Yingkang's pale face was calm and he didn't even move his eyelashes.

The Iron Lady, who is so powerful in the business world, is only deeply powerless at this time.

Zhang Yinghua waited for a while, slowly straightened his waist, and his voice looked cold: "I have quit the nurse before. My sister will find a few more serious and responsible people. Don't worry, no one will dare to perfunctorily in the future."

Zhang Yingkang still did not respond.

Zhang Yinghua's jaw tightened and his eyes slowly became heavy.

......

In the hospital corridor, Yang Feng hurried over.

"Mr. Zhang, in the company—"

Zhang Yinghua closed the door and raised his hand to interrupt Yang Feng's words, then quickly walked towards the end of the corridor, and ordered as he walked, "Closed the windows in the ward, so that no one can leave his side in the future."

Zhang Yinghua walked to the end, took out a cigarette, lit it quickly, took a deep breath, and then exhaled it long.

The depression in the chest did not ejaculate with the breath.

Sometimes Zhang Yinghua felt that fate was really unfair. Why did so many people get slightly injured or even unharmed in a series of car accidents? However, her younger brother was so seriously injured that he turned into a high-level paraplegia.

When Yang Feng heard Zhang Yinghua's words, he looked at the deep concern on her face and understood it in his heart. He suddenly felt that Zhang Yinghua was really too cautious.

"Mr. Zhang, this...isn't it necessary..." Yang Feng reminded in a tactful manner.

If Zhang Yingkang could really get up from the bed and go to the window, he would probably not have been seeking death again.

Zhang Yinghua frowned suddenly and looked over with a sharp look.

Yang Feng's heart sank, and knew he had made a mistake. He quickly lowered his eyes and nodded, "Okay, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Yinghua turned around and stared at the lush trees outside the window, his heart ached and cold.

She didn't know that she was not afraid of ten thousand, but she was afraid of if she was not afraid of it. Zhang Yingkang's eyes staring outside the window really made her feel scared and heartbroken.

"Mr. Zhang, the several nursing staff recruited have arrived. Are you going to go there now?" Yang Feng spoke carefully.

Zhang Yinghua sucked the cigarette silently and nodded after a while.

Now Yang Feng has deleted and selected the remaining nurses. Zhang Yinghua took the information of several people, looked carefully, and finally picked only three of them and stayed. They are still male nurses.

Although Zhang Yinghua said it ruthlessly, it was impossible for him to really not take care of Zhang Yingkang's feelings in his heart.

Whenever Zhang Yinghua thought of this, he felt like he was stabbed by dense needles.

Her sunny, handsome, proud and confident brother has now become like this, so sensitive and fragile.

And...it may be like this for the rest of your life.

At this time, Ying Yan on the other side was squatting under a big tree, looking up at the towering hospital building, frowning.

She has been in this hospital for almost two days, but she still didn't expect to get close to that person.

The elevator to the advanced ward needs a special magnetic card to enter. After finally climbing up the stairs, there were four tall and large bodyguards guarding day and night at the entrance of the stairs.

At that time, Ying Yan climbed up the stairs panting. When she looked up, she saw four men with fierce faces staring at her tightly. She was so shocked that her first reaction was to spread her legs and run down the stairs, almost slipping and falling downstairs without her feet.

The "little miracle doctor" was so embarrassed that he was like a thief.

Alas, it's really hard to repay kindness.

After dealing with the company's affairs, Zhang Yinghua returned to the hospital. When he entered the elevator, a female doctor in a white coat entered the elevator with them.

Yang Feng swiped the magnetic card and the elevator door slowly closed.

The closed elevator is very quiet, the numbers on the elevator are constantly jumping, but time is still flowing a little slowly.

Yang Feng turned his head and looked at the person next to him.

He seemed to have never seen this female doctor. She was not tall, wearing black-framed glasses, standing upright behind her hands and back, and her expressionless face seemed a little serious.

For some reason, Yang Feng couldn't help but look down at him again.

The person being looked at the front was still looking at it, his expression still.

The elevator door opened, Yang Feng followed Zhang Yinghua out of the elevator, and found that the people next to him were also coming out and walking behind them.

After walking a few steps, the man was still following him. Yang Feng felt a little strange, and he couldn't help but slow down and looked behind him.

Zhang Yinghua in front of him noticed something, stopped, and then looked down with Yang Feng's gaze.

"Hello, my surname is Ying."

Ying Yan walked forward with his head raised and his chest raised, and then went to Zhang Yinghua, and said with a crisp and steady voice: "That Zhang Yingkang is your younger brother, right? Although we, Yingshi, never come to the hospital, but since it is him, I can make an exception to show him if his physical condition is-"

"Take it out!"

Zhang Yinghua lifted up his eyelids, raised his chin not far away, and immediately two burly men came. They walked behind Ying Yan, held her back and walked back.

Ying Yan's head was still tilted, and her expression was serious and serious. Suddenly, someone was erected from behind. She looked down at her hanging legs and finally reacted.

"What I said is true, I'm not a liar!" Ying Yan struggled with wide eyes.

Unfortunately, the person has been put into the elevator and the elevator door is slowly closing.

Zhang Yinghua snorted coldly, turned around and strode towards the ward.

Yang Feng hurriedly followed.

Ying Yan, who was thrown to the hospital by two bodyguards, was so angry that she put her hands straight on her hips.

Thinking of her dignified successor of Ying, she fell to the point of being regarded as a liar.
Chapter completed!