It turned out that the old leader had a relapse of his old illness. He couldn't straighten his back and the pain was so severe that he wouldn't even be touched by anyone. He just sat at the door of the ward, shouting "Ouch".

"Old leader, let's help you go to the ward to rest. The ground is cold."

A head nurse said with concern and wanted to carry him away with everyone.

"Don't, don't touch it. My back just hurts a little bit. I'll just sit down for a while and it'll be fine. This was how I got better at home before."

The old leader gasped, waved his hand, and said weakly.

His face was pale, he was sweating profusely, and it was obvious that he was gritting his teeth.

"Dad, let me carry you to the ward..."

The son came over and was about to pick him up, but he slapped him away.

"dad!"

The middle-aged man was a little anxious.

"Grandpa, grandpa..."

The little boy's mental state also improved a lot. He rolled over and sat up from the hospital bed, so he had to get out of the bed and pull him up.

"My dear grandson, grandpa is fine. Grandpa just needs to sit down for a while and he will be fine."

The old leader forced out a smile and said.

"Old man, did you bring your painkillers? Take a painkiller."

The old lady was holding a glass of water with tears in her eyes, squatting next to him and saying.

"I was in such a hurry that I forgot."

"Oh, what should I do?"

They may have forgotten that this is a hospital and the most indispensable thing is medicine.

"Uncle, you don't need to take painkillers, you will become dependent if you get used to them."

Jiang Shaotian stepped forward, squatted down, and spoke softly.

"Young man, if I don't eat, I'll be in so much pain that I can't sleep all night long! I've got a handful of bones, so it doesn't matter! As long as they are young and live well!"

The old leader pointed at his son and grandson and said weakly.

"Uncle, you can't say that. You are in good health. Young people can rest assured that they are working outside!"

"Doctor, can my dad's spine be cured? No matter how much it costs, I am willing to..."

The middle-aged man's eyes were red, and he pulled Jiang Shaotian's right sleeve and said.

"It can be cured! It can be cured in a quarter of an hour!"

"Clam?"
Chapter completed!