Ten minutes later, Zhang Fan finally came to the ward.

At this time, it was late at night, except for a few nurses on night duty, the patients in other hospitals, their families and doctors were already resting.

When I came to room 302, I saw that the lights inside were still on, and there was a faint cry of a woman inside.

Zhang Fan stepped forward, pushed the door open, and saw the scene inside.

I saw that in the ward, there was only one hospital bed, and on the bed lay a skinny middle-aged man with an oxygen tube plugged in and wearing a patient gown.

Next to him sat a gray-haired old woman, who threw herself at the middle-aged man's bed, crying.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan frowned slightly, it turned out that the woman who answered the phone just now was not the owner's lover, but his mother.

"What's wrong with him?" Zhang Fan stepped forward and asked in surprise.

Because of the systematic translation effect, Zhang Fan's words were directly translated into Fusang Chinese.

The other party's Fusang Chinese language will also be translated into the Chinese language.

"He is seriously ill, and the hospital has determined that his days are numbered, and he only has the last few days to live."

"Excuse me...... Are you?" The white-haired old woman raised her old face and turned her head to look at Zhang Fan and asked.

"I'm a friend of his, and I came to see him because I learned about his physical condition."

"Can I talk to him alone?"

"Don't worry, I'll just say a few words to him." Zhang Fan said seriously.

"He's been unconscious for a long time, and even if you want to talk to him, you can't do it." The white-haired old woman said with tears streaming down her face.

"It's fine." Zhang Fan waved his hand and sighed.

"I'm right outside the door, and if there's anything, you call me." In the end, the white-haired old woman still compromised and left the ward, making room for Zhang Fan to chat alone.

Her child is numbered, and now she is alive, and she is purely hanging in one breath without swallowing.

After the white-haired old woman left, Zhang Fan summoned the eight-foot adult from the ghost frame.

As soon as the eight-foot adult appeared, the temperature of the entire ward dropped rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it became as cold as an ice cellar.

The eight-foot adult was dressed in a red robe, and her body was shrouded in a strong supernatural aura, her existence could not be seen by ordinary people, even if the white-haired old woman re-entered the ward, she could not find her traces.

"Sister Ruler, if you have anything to say, just tell him, but he is like this, and he shouldn't be able to communicate with you." Zhang Fan took a few steps back, gave way to the eight-foot adult, and let her get closer to the middle-aged man.

The eight-foot man did not speak, but slowly approached the middle-aged man who was lying on the hospital bed unconscious, stared at him for a long time with a complicated expression, and then reached out a finger with red nail polish and pointed it at the other party's forehead.

I saw a finger fall, and the middle-aged man suddenly trembled violently, looking extremely painful.

"Sister Ruler, ...... you are?"

Zhang Fan asked in surprise.

This is in the hospital, and the other party's mother is still outside the door, although he does not have a few days to live, if this is a fatality, there is still some unnecessary trouble.

"Shhhhhh Lord Eight made a gesture of silence.

At this time, the middle-aged man's heart ......

That year, the breeze blew on the hills, and it was a scorching summer sun.

I know that the squeaking on the trunk of the tree is non-stop, and the heat is so hot that people can't breathe.

At this time, a little boy in a white camisole is pouring water in the courtyard with a water pipe, trying to use water to dispel the summer heat.

Suddenly, at this time, a cool breeze blew inexplicably from a distance, the little boy looked up in surprise, looked outside, and saw a tall and strong woman, wearing a red dress and a straw hat, who appeared strangely at the door.

Seeing each other, the little boy's heart tightened

, panic appeared on his face, and a thought instinctively appeared in his heart, that is, the woman in front of him was so tall, taller than every woman he had ever seen.

"Ahh

"Are you afraid of me?" The tall woman was smiling and approaching the little boy step by step.

"Big sister, who are you?" The little boy asked timidly.

"I'm your friend, and I live next door." The tall woman smiled, slowly bent down, and pulled the little boy up from the ground.

"Then why haven't I ever seen you?" The little boy asked curiously.

"That's because I rarely come out." The tall woman explained with a smile.

"Big sister, you're so good-looking, better than my mother."

"Then do you like Mom, or do you like Big Sister Me?"

"I like them all." The little boy smiled innocently.

......

Soon, the time of the day passed in a hurry, and the sky gradually darkened.

The little boy looked at the tall woman who turned around and walked towards the door, and asked with some reluctance, "Big sister, where are you going?"

"I'm leaving." The tall woman didn't look back, just stopped and smiled.

"Can we meet again?" The little boy asked.

"No, it's time for you to wake up from your dream, I'm sorry all these years." The tall woman waved her hand, and the figure walked farther and farther away, and finally disappeared completely.

Seeing this, the little boy looked depressed and hurried after him, but no matter how much he chased him, he could not leave the courtyard where he was.

He seemed to be trapped in the courtyard.

Trapped his body, trapped his heart.

......

The eight-foot man slowly stood up, took a few steps back, and walked away from the middle-aged man on the hospital bed.

"Let's go." The eight-foot adult glanced at Zhang Fan with a complicated expression and said softly.

At this moment, there was a touch of relief in her eyes, as if the knot that had plagued her for many years had also opened.

"Sister Ruler, is this the end of it?" Zhang Fan asked in surprise.

"Or else?" Lord Eight asked rhetorically.

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhang Fan hurriedly agreed.

Walking out of the ward, Zhang Fan saw the white-haired old woman sitting on the chair, constantly wiping her tears.

Seeing Zhang Fan walk out, the white-haired old woman hurriedly wiped away her tears and hurriedly stepped forward to ask, "Are you leaving?"

"yes, I'm leaving."

"You should rest early, I have some money here, Auntie, you take it first, it should be able to help you." Zhang Fan took out the wallet full of Fusang banknotes from his pocket and handed it to the white-haired old woman with his backhand.

"I can't help it, I can't take this money." The white-haired old woman waved her hand and refused, refusing to accept the money for anything.

"Take it, this is a little bit of my mind, and there will be a lot of places for you to use money in the future, so you don't have to be polite to me." Zhang Fan stuffed his wallet into the other party's hand and sped up