However, they were very cooperative enough to get out of the way and let the feather dust pass.

At this time, a middle-aged general standing at the door of the ward seemed to see Ye Shiyao and immediately greeted: "Yaoyao, here, your grandfather has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

The surrounding generals didn't pay attention at first, but when they heard that Mr. Ye's granddaughter was coming, they immediately squeezed to the side to make the road as wide as possible.

Ye Shiyao immediately ran forward in three steps and two steps: "Dad, how is grandpa?" ”

It turned out that the general with three stars on his shoulders was Ye Shiyao's father, the legendary head of the Great Military Region, Ye Yunlong.

Ye Yunlong is about fifty years old, with a Chinese face, short hair, a tall figure, and a straight waist, like a green pine, straight and straight, looking at Ye Shiyao, his eyes are full of kindness.

Then Ye Yunlong looked at Yuchen and the night owl who didn't know where to hide.

Ye Yunlong didn't know them, a pair of sharp eyes glanced at them, and asked suspiciously, "Who are these two?"

The night owl was the first to react, and immediately stood up and saluted: "Hello chief, the captain of the Black Fox Special Battalion night owl reports to you." ”

Ye Yunlong seemed to understand and nodded: "Oh, you are Yaoyao's temporary guard, right?" ”

"Yes. ”

After figuring out the identity of the night owl, Ye Yunlong looked at Yuchen again: "Then what do you call Your Excellency? You shouldn't be a soldier." ”

Indeed, Yuchen looks thin and weak, far from a soldier.

Yuchen didn't know what to say for a while, because Ye Shiyao had instructed him not to talk nonsense, and everything was up to her.

Sure enough, Ye Shiyao immediately picked up the conversation and said, "This is the holy hand of the medical community that I invited from Nanyang, who came to treat my grandfather's illness." It's called Feather Dust. ”

Ye Yunlong didn't say anything, smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello Doctor Yu, thank you for coming all the way here to treat my father's illness." ”

The first time Yu Chen shook hands with a leader of this level, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, stretched out his hand and shook hands with Ye Yunlong, and said very routinely: "This is what I should do." ”

Ye Yunlong immediately opened the door of the ward, and made a gesture of invitation very politely: "My father is chatting with his old comrades-in-arms inside, Doctor Yu, please come in." ”

Yuchen nodded politely: "You are too polite." ”

With that, Yuchen walked into the ward.

Ye Shiyao on the side couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that Daddy had passed this level.

Ye Shiyao instructed the night owl: "There are big people inside, you stay outside the door for the time being, and tell you to come in and you come in." ”

The night owl had to go in, and immediately nodded: "Well, okay, I'll stay outside the door." ”

After Ye Shiyao finished speaking, she also followed Ye Yunlong into the ward.

Yuchen entered the ward, which was very spacious. The ward was filled with medical instruments and filled with the pungent smell of potions.

Many doctors and nurses are busy and don't know what to do.

At the end of the ward, there is a spacious bed.

On the hospital bed, an old man with gray hair and thin cheeks was half-sitting in the futon, holding a bowl of medicine and drinking.

Look at the wrinkles on his face, he is at least nearly 100 years old, his eye sockets are deep, and his face is already showing a dead air.

This is a sign of dying.

Although the old man can still drink medicine by himself at the moment, it is just a return to the light.

Obviously, this dying old man is Ye Shiyao's grandfather.

According to the legend, the veteran of the army who experienced countless bloody battles from the beginning of the Long March to the later Korean War - Mr. Ye.

There were eight or nine people around Mr. Ye's hospital bed at the moment.

Among them are middle-aged soldiers with three stars on their shoulders. There are also elderly people in civilian clothes, but they are in good spirits.

The old people were all sitting, and the generals in military uniforms all stood to the side with their hands down, looking respectful.

It looked like a group of soldiers were standing for the last shift of the commander.

At this time, one of the thin old men spoke: "Old chief, don't worry, I have sent someone to import the most advanced medical equipment in the United States. I heard that it is very helpful in the treatment of cerebral infarction. ”

Another tall old man said, "The Yankees have a bird for their things, and I have already asked people to go to Sunan to ask a witch doctor to take it, and this person can cure all diseases." ”

"You are a feudal superstition, a witch doctor who pretends to be a god can cure diseases?"

"When Lao Tzu was fighting guerrillas in southern Jiangsu, he almost died when he got a pendulum, and it was this witch doctor who helped me heal. You can't believe it. ”

As they spoke, the two old comrades-in-arms quarreled.

Mr. Ye, who was sitting on the hospital bed, drank the medicine and waved his hand: "Okay, what are you talking about." My own illness, I have my own plans. If you really can't do it, let's have surgery. ”

The tall old man said with a worried face: "But, old chief, the doctor said that the success rate of this operation is very low, only less than one percent." ”

When Mr. Ye heard this, he didn't say anything, and still lowered his head and drank the medicine.

But in the end, Mr. Ye finally couldn't bear it anymore and scolded: "Damn, why is this medicine so bitter, is it drunk by people?"

An old Chinese medicine doctor on the side smiled and said, "Good medicine is bitter, Mr. Ye, this medicine is helpful for your illness." ”

"What a broken medicine. Lao Tzu has never drunk such bitter medicine, I won't drink it, you can change it for me to be sweeter. ”

The old Chinese medicine doctor was dumbfounded, and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Ye, don't be joking, how can Chinese medicine be sweet." ”

Mr. Ye had a feeling of rejuvenation at the moment, and glared at the old Chinese medicine doctor: "Isn't it sweet to put white sugar in it?"

Ye always participated in the Red Army with mud legs, and even when he was old, he still maintained that fierce personality.

The old Chinese medicine doctor had no choice but to take the medicine down and put it on the bedside table. It is impossible for him to put white sugar in the medicine, and if he says it, he will not be laughed at in the evening.

At this time, Ye Yunlong took Yuchen and Ye Shiyao to Mr. Ye's bedside and said, "Daddy, Yaoyao is back, and she will help you bring back a doctor to help you treat your illness." ”

Ye Shiyao called out with a smile: "Grandpa, I'm back." You look a lot better this way. ”

Indeed, Mr. Ye originally had a cerebral infarction, which caused his mouth and eyes to be crooked, drooling at the corners of his mouth, and he was half paralyzed, and he couldn't even hold chopsticks.

But now he is radiant and can drink medicine on his own.

However, Ye Shiyao and Yu Chen both knew that this was likely to be a return to the light, and they were exploding the residual energy in their bodies in an instant before they died.

As soon as Mr. Ye saw Ye Shiyao, he immediately showed a kind smile, and that kind character disappeared and became a kind elder.

"Yaoyao, come on, come on, sit next to grandpa. ”

Ye Shiyao immediately stepped forward, sat on the hospital bed, and said to Mr. Ye: "Grandpa, you still have to take medicine, you are still afraid of hardship when you are such a big person." ”

Mr. Ye smiled bitterly and said: "Your grandfather and I have even drunk half a catty of Coptis chinensis, but I can't stand the medicine just now, you say it's bitter or not." ”

Ye Shiyao was so curious that she took the bowl of medicine and took a sip, which was really bitter and fishy.

Ye Shiyao frowned and asked the old Chinese medicine doctor: "What kind of medicine are you?" ”

The old Chinese medicine doctor Zhengse said: "This is a secret recipe, it definitely works." ”

The old Chinese medicine doctor obviously didn't want to tell anyone about his private Chinese medicine formula.

Yuchen stepped forward silently, took the bowl of medicine in Ye Shiyao's hand, and tasted it.

Then Yuchen said lightly: "This is a medicine made of leeches, blood exhaustion, earth dragons, centipedes, and Chuanxiong, commonly known as Tongnao San, which is a good medicine for the treatment of cerebral infarction." ”

After hearing Yuchen's words, the old Chinese medicine doctor looked shocked and asked in surprise, "How do you know?"