Chapter 172: The Secret Recipe

Zhou Zhilan knew that Zhang Yadong's illness had flares up again, and Zhou Zhilan didn't have to worry about it, because she knew that Zhang Yadong was saved and knew that Zhang Yadong's illness was cured, but now ...... remembered that Zhang Yadong's mother had died, and remembered that the secret recipe for the treatment of "Zhang's syndrome" was only known to Zhang Yadong's mother......

Zhou Zhilan was anxious, Zhou Zhilan, who was standing at the door, didn't speak, didn't say anything, but the tears in her eyes slowly rolled out, but she couldn't help sobbing.

"Zhilan, what's wrong with you, Zhang Yadong ...... him" Isn't he fine, hasn't he already come back, Wen Jing heard Zhou Zhilan's sobbing voice, Wen Jing saw the tears rolling out of Zhou Zhilan's eyes, Wen Jing knew that Zhou Zhilan liked Zhang Yadong, and was worried about Zhang Yadong; Wen Jing slowly stood up, ready to comfort Zhou Zhilan, but she was stunned before she finished speaking, because Wen Jing seemed to remember something, seemed to remember what Zhou Zhilan said in the villa, and remembered Zhang Yadong's "bitterness" , remembered that Zhang Yadong was terminally ill......

"Zhilan, Zhang Yadong...... He won't be ......" Wen Jing's words were not said, but his eyes were also full of tears, his mother died, his father left him, Uncle Gang was gone, the monk was seriously injured, if Zhang Yadong had three long and two short...... Wen Jing almost didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Miss Jingjing......" Zhou Zhilan tried her best to restrain the pain in her heart, walked out slowly, and walked to Wen Jing, "You...... Don't worry, Brother Zhang, he's fine, Brother Zhang is so good, he will definitely be fine," Zhou Zhilan wanted to comfort Wen Jing, but her voice choked, but the tears in her eyes rolled out unscrupulously.

Wen Jing didn't speak, Wen Jing knew that Zhou Zhilan was just comforting herself, Wen Jing stretched out her little hand, and then hugged Zhou Zhilan tightly, sobbing and crying...... Confused Zhong Yu on the side.

"Two young ladies, what's wrong with you, Dongzi isn't he ......" Zhong Yu was confused, Zhong Yu wanted to ask something, but was interrupted by another voice, one didn't want Zhong Yu to know too many things, and didn't want Zhong Yu to follow the worried voice to interrupt.

"Ouch, don't make a noise, it's okay, don't let people rest, I'm sleepy," Zhang Yadong slowly sat up, his face was full of sleepiness, in fact, Zhang Yadong had already woken up, in fact, Zhang Yadong heard the conversation between Wen Jing and Zhou Zhilan, in fact, Zhang Yadong knew why Wen Jing and Zhou Zhilan were crying, in fact, Zhang Yadong's heart was not the same pain.

"Zhang Yadong ......"

"Brother Zhang......" Seeing Zhang Yadong sit up, Wen Jing and Zhou Zhilan both turned around and looked at Zhang Yadong with teary eyes, "I...... Can I ask you something?"

"Say it, say it, it's okay," Zhang Yadong didn't know what Zhou Zhilan wanted to ask, Zhang Yadong pretended to be smiling, and his face was relaxed.

"I just want to know ...... aunt" Originally, Zhou Zhilan didn't want to mention Zhang Yadong's mother anymore, originally Zhou Zhilan didn't want to mention sad things, and she didn't want to touch Zhang Yadong's sore spots, but thinking of Zhang Yadong's body, thinking of the treatment of "Zhang's syndrome", Zhou Zhilan still asked after hesitating for a moment, "I want to know where my aunt died, and did my aunt tell you the secret recipe for treating 'Zhang's syndrome' when she left,"

At the mention of his mother, Zhang Yadong's heart was extremely painful, and Zhang Yadong's eyes were filled with the flame of hatred again, but the secret recipe, the secret recipe for treating "Zhang's syndrome......

"Zhilan, you mean my mom she knows about my illness, my mom ...... My mother has a secret recipe, and my mother knows how to treat 'Zhang's syndrome'," Zhang Yadong looked at Zhou Zhilan with a puzzled expression, Zhang Yadong showed a trace of excitement on his face, because he wanted to live and avenge everyone, because he couldn't let go of Wen Jing and Zhou Zhilan, because he still had to take care of the monk, and he didn't want to leave a group of "relatives" in front of him.

"Woo woo......" Hearing Zhang Yadong's question, Zhou Zhilan showed a disappointed expression on her face, because she thought that Zhang Yadong didn't know about the secret recipe at all, because she thought that the old mother had left before she had time to give Zhang Yadong the secret recipe, because she knew Zhang Yadong......

"Zhilan, don't cry, you...... Don't worry, tell me first," Seeing Zhou Zhilan crying, Zhang Yadong was anxious, and hurriedly stood up and grabbed Zhou Zhilan's shoulder, "Tell me quickly, does my mother know about my illness, is my mother ......?"

"Auntie knows it, Auntie said that your illness can be cured, Auntie said that you can live in good health, so ...... That's why I went to the villa, just...... It's just that I didn't expect something to happen, and I didn't expect that my aunt hadn't seen you yet...... Woohoo......"

His illness can be cured, and he can live in good health, Zhang Yadong fell into deep thought, Zhang Yadong believed that Zhou Zhilan was not comforting himself, because Zhang Yadong remembered what his old mother said before, remembered his biological father, and remembered the treatment of "Zhang's syndrome" and ......

"Zhong Yu, what about the clothes on my body, what about my shirt," Zhang Yadong looked at Zhong Yu anxiously, because Zhang Yadong remembered that his mother secretly left the hospital alone, because Zhang Yadong remembered the things in his old mother's hand, remembered that his stepfather Zhang Jianguo was still pointing to the old mother on the bed when he was dying, and spit out a few words intermittently......

Zhang Yadong remembers very clearly, when he was leaving, he took out a ball of paper from his mother's hand, and then put it in the pocket of his shirt; Zhang Yadong didn't think about what it would be at that time, and how much it would help him, he just wanted to keep his old mother's things, but now, ......

"Shirt," Zhong Yu looked puzzled, puzzled, pondered for a moment before slowly said: "Oh, I remember, you suddenly fell asleep, my dad thought you were injured, so he took off your clothes......"

"Let's go," Zhong Yu's words were not finished, Zhang Yadong shouted, grabbed Zhong Yu's arm and walked towards the gate.

"Let's go," Zhong Yu was still puzzled, "Where are you going, aren't you sleepy, don't you want to sleep?"

"Brother Zhang, you won't ...... It can't be that your aunt has already given you the secret recipe for treating 'Zhang's syndrome', it can't be that you lost the secret recipe," Zhou Zhilan was anxious, Zhou Zhilan seemed to have seen something from Zhang Yadong's face.

"No, no, in ...... In the mine, let's go get it now," Zhang Yadong urged Zhong Yu to walk outside, of course Zhang Yadong hoped that the secret recipe was not lost, because that thing is hope for Zhang Yadong, it is life, and it is the only hope to live.