He grabbed Lin Tusheng's clothes and walked out: "Come home with me to find some money. Lin Feng must repay the money."

Jiang Shan kept packing her things silently, waiting for them to leave, then carried her things alone to the senior staff ward on the fifth floor.

The senior cadre ward and the general ward are simply products of two eras. The decoration inside is similar to that of a hotel, with sofas, tables, chairs, TVs and refrigerators.

It is no worse than the special ward of Lingjiang First Hospital.

Therefore, no matter where you are, the poverty at the bottom will not affect the luxury at the top.

After the old lady turned around, her spirits gradually improved.

I can already say some simple words.

Yang Chengzhen sat beside the bed, patiently accompanying the old lady and talking wordlessly.

There was no expression of disgust on his face, and he always had a friendly smile.

Lin Feng sat on the sofa and rubbed his temples with his index finger.

Some headache.

Although he didn't want to admit it, deep down he still had deep feelings for the dying old lady on the hospital bed.

This was also an obsession that Lin Feng had before, and it has deeply affected him now.
Chapter completed!