The weather is getting cooler, which is a test for the elderly who are weaker.

Song Gaoli himself has severe asthma, and with the hardships of life over the years, he has long exhausted his body.

Last time, when Song Ci pricked him with a needle, he found that the old man had signs of running out of oil and drying up.

If you take good care of it, don't do your energy and don't exert your strength, and then nourish it with precious herbs, you may be able to maintain it for another year and a half.

Of course, if you can take him to a resort where the four seasons are like spring mountains and beautiful waters, he can rest his days without worries and smiles, and he has a regular diet and sufficient nutrition, and a senior health nurse will take care of him, then he will have more days left.

Unfortunately, these are extravagant hopes.

Song Ci vaguely reminded Song Zhao, and also secretly helped him with mental power to condition him a few times, and asked Sijiu to secretly send some short-lived wild ginseng and other supplements to eat, and do his part.

But when manpower is exhausted.

No matter how reluctant they are and how careful they are, the old man's body is still inevitably decaying, and a small cold may bring irreparable consequences.

Song Ci followed Li Shengnan back to the health center, looked for the ward and pushed the door, and saw Song Gaoli lying on the hospital bed, and sighed in his heart, almost didn't dare to recognize it.

But I haven't seen it for half a month, why are people so thin and out of shape?

Song Ci was stunned, took a step behind and entered the ward, and gently closed the door to isolate the colder air outside.

"Xiaozhao, are you okay?"

Li Shengnan looked at this situation, knew that it was not good, and asked Song Zhao who was accompanying the bed softly.

"Teacher. ”

When Song Zhao saw her, his eyes turned red, and he choked up and shouted.

Li Shengnan's heart ached, and he took the child into his arms and gently comforted him.

"Don't be afraid, the teacher is here. ”

The usually strong child suddenly showed a weak and helpless appearance, which no one could bear.

Song Ci was also a little unbearable, but he didn't rush forward to appease Song Zhao, who was almost tense to the point of collapse, but gently grabbed Song Gaoli's hand and silently entered his spiritual power to investigate.

The old man's skin was loose and dry, with an unusually high heat, and he could easily feel the loosely wrapped bones in his hand, and there was a thrilling feeling of weakness, as if he could feel the life force passing at any time.

Song Ci pursed his mouth, calmed down and slowly probed.

The results of the mental feedback are very unsatisfactory, and there is almost no positive feedback, as if facing only a half-corpse with no breath intake.

The blood flow was extremely slow, with some and no pairings, and the breathing was equally light and severe, mixed with heavy phlegm sounds, as if it would be blocked and stagnant in the next moment.

Song Ci sighed secretly and skillfully helped to expel the thick phlegm.

After a few weak coughs, the old man slowly opened his eyes, stunned for a few seconds before recognizing the person, and showed a kind smile to his beloved eldest grandson.

"Grandpa, are you awake? I'll call the doctor!"

Song Zhao's spirit was shocked, and he couldn't wait to break free from Li Shengnan's embrace, wanting to rush out and shout.

"Don't go. ”

Song Gaoli stopped him, his voice was a little hoarse, and he lacked qi, but he spoke very clearly and his emotions were very peaceful.

He looked at Li Shengnan standing next to the hospital bed, smiled, and glanced at Song Ci, who was still holding his wrist, feeling the "vitality" that was constantly entering his body since the two of them touched the skin, and his cloudy eyes turned, and gradually became bright.

Song Zhao looked back at his grandfather's instantaneous change, and the four big words "Returning to the Light" appeared in his mind, and his eyes turned even redder.

The young man stood stubbornly and refused to pass.

It seems that as long as he doesn't come closer, the dream won't wake up.