After arranging these things, Zhang Jianjun came to the town to set up a stall.

On this day, there was another old man, dressed in gold and silver, who looked like a rich man, and spoke very kindly, but he came to inquire first.

"Young man, did you just come here, how can I look at Miansheng."

"yes, I only came here two days ago."

Zhang Jianjun politely replied.

"That's it, can you help me take a look, I've been feeling unwell lately, and it seems like I've made an old mistake again."

After saying that, he coughed a few times and took out a handkerchief, which was still stained with blood.

"Old man, what disease do you have, have you been to the hospital?"

"It's an old problem, I've been treated for more than ten years, I've been to any kind of hospital, and I've been to a big hospital in the province, and I've been hospitalized for a while, and then I came back because I felt that it was useless, and I have been relying on medicine to maintain."

The old man didn't hide anything.

"Can you show me what medicine you're taking?"

Zhang Jianjun asked.

The old man took out the medicine bottle, took out two of them, put them in his mouth and swallowed them.

"There will be side effects if you take too much of this medicine, I suggest that you still use traditional Chinese medicine to recuperate, you are indeed an old problem, it is impossible to cure it radically, after all, it has been more than ten years, and the best time for treatment has been missed, but it can be slowly improved."

Zhang Jianjun sighed, people in this era really don't pay attention to illness at all, even if it is just a minor illness, it will become a major illness.

"I really haven't taken Chinese medicine, is it useful?"

"It must be useful, where was there Western medicine in the past, not all of them were Chinese medicine, the best thing about this is that there are no side effects, and it won't cause damage to your organs, I see that you cough and cough up blood, it shouldn't be a day or two, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the old man nodded: "You can really see it, my cough has started in the past year, but it is not frequent, and it has become a little more serious recently." ”

After speaking, he coughed again, this time it was much more serious than before, Zhang Jianjun hurriedly pulled him to a chair and sat down.

"Isn't this serious, you have to pay attention to it like this, where is your home, I'll send you back."

At the direction of the old man, they returned home.

The old man's place is very large, almost everything is good, and there are a lot of antiques in it.

But there is no smoke and fire, giving people a cold feeling.

It is said that the old man's biggest fear is loneliness, and it is estimated that he also wants to talk to someone when he comes out.

Zhang Jianjun helped the old man to lie on the bed.

"I'll go pour you a cup of hot water first, and then I'll go and decoct the medicine for you."

Zhang Jianjun found the cup, and he saw a photo frame on the cabinet, which seemed to be a photo of him and his son.

"The water is coming, you wait a little longer, the medicine will be fine immediately."

As soon as Zhang Jianjun finished speaking, the old man sighed: "You are so warm-hearted, no one has spoken to me for a long time, my room is deserted, and I don't want to come back." ”

After he finished speaking, he smiled helplessly, Zhang Jianjun thought of the photo just now and slowly spoke: "Your family is really big, young people nowadays have too many ideas and don't want to be restrained, and when they get older, they will know that home is the best, by the way, I see that your son is in this photo, right?" ”

The old man snorted: "It's my son, but he died in a car accident a few years ago." ”