After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Zhu Can flirted and ran away, so naturally he didn't see Xi Zhenghe who had just walked into the hospital and met Yi Shan head-on.

Yi Shan's complexion still looked very bad, and his thick black eyebrows seemed too heavy on his face, but his face still looked energetic.

Yi Shan noticed Xi Zhenghe's bulging pockets and asked cautiously, "Is everything going well?"

After saying that, he was hit by the cold air and coughed twice.

Xi Zhenghe sighed: "I guess so."

The two walked towards the hospital together in silence.

Xi Zhenghe looked at the sky in the distance. Under the light was a yellowish-white wall. Inside the wall was a small square. In the square, a skinny wild cat was running away in a hurry.

It was a bright scene, but it made his heart darken.

"Just and."

Yi Shan walked slowly and called out to Xi Zhenghe when he was half a step behind.

Xi Zhenghe had something on his mind, so he didn't stop, but just slowed down his pace a little.

"I know this is very difficult for you, but this is not just about one or two lives."

Yi Shan's words seemed a little hot in the cold air.

"You save only three, five, or a dozen people every day, but that one thing is related to the lives of tens of thousands of people."

Xi Zhenghe looked back at Yi Shan. The other's face was abnormally flushed. He didn't know if it was because of the cold wind or because of his excitement.

Xi Zhenghe whispered, "It's just a struggle between the left and the right. How can you tell who is right and who is wrong?"

Yi Shan suddenly smiled: "I know, I know."

"Good doctrines shouldn't be like this."

"Even if we haven't yet achieved enough food and clothing, our faith will guide us. You haven't seen the revolutionary enthusiasm there. Look at those officials here who are bloated and fat..."

Xi Zhenghe didn't want his friend to get too excited, so he raised his hand to signal him to lower his voice.

Yi Shan paused and said in a low voice: "If you go there, you will know."

Xi Zhenghe remained silent, and the two continued to move forward in silence. Xi Zhenghe didn't know what had caused his literary friend, who once loved only poetry and songs, to become like this, even going so far as to change his appearance and do something that risked his life.

Could it be about those poor girls at school? Or the small-scale movement that broke out two years ago? Or perhaps it was the reactionary remarks in the newspapers that he had read in a familiar style?

The years Xi Zhenghe spent abroad made him deeply realize that in the turbine of war, only pain and illness are real suffering. There is very little he can do, but try his best not to disappoint those pleading eyes.

But he couldn't just ignore Yi Shan's request.

When I walked into the hospital lobby, the curly-haired girl came again.

"Brother Yi!"

Xi Zhenghe slowed down his pace, Yi Shan stopped, smiled at Dada who was getting closer, but his eyes were still on his good friend's face.

Xi Zhenghe said softly, "I'll try my best," which was a reassurance to Yi Shan.

Yi Shan patted his good friend on the shoulder and turned to meet Dada.

Dada's voice was like a yellow bird, clear and bright, with some off-key notes. The two of them walked to a bench in the distance and sat down. Dada took out a lunch box wrapped in several layers of warmth from his bag.

Yi Shan refused for a while, but finally ate the hospital meal obediently.

Xi Zhenghe looked for a while, then turned and went into the office.

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Zhu Can has been living a very comfortable life these days.

As the autumn atmosphere gradually deepens, the wind becomes cooler and winter is approaching.

Zhu Can felt his heart growing hotter and hotter.

He was looking at the bandage on his leg that Xi Zhenghe had bandaged after he accidentally scratched himself while hiking last time.

It is neither loose nor tight, yet flexible, neat, simple and beautiful.

I hope the young master is satisfied.

The interactions with Dr. Xi over the past few months made his life very hopeful. The parties he used to attend to kill time became boring. It was more interesting to watch Xi Zhenghe treating patients in the hospital office.

Xi Zhenghe was resting in the hospital today and had agreed to come back to his home to change his dressings. Zhu Can had coaxed his beloved mother, Mrs. Zhu, out early in the morning and even went so far as to organize a choir activity, with all the young and handsome students, for Mrs. Zhu to give some guidance.

His father, Mr. Zhu, was very busy with the matter of southwestern herbal medicine. Before that, Zhu Can pretended to be diligent for a while and took on a lot of work. Finally, he got through to his father and connected Dean Xi Zhenghe with Mr. Zhu.

Zhu Can didn't have time to tell the good news, but planned to tell Dr. Xi, who always had a stern face, today.

One should be grateful for what one has received, and one should be grateful for what one has received. He had accomplished what Dr. Xi had asked him to do. Zhu Can had many ideas in his mind, and he didn't know how to instruct this talented person.

At this time, Dada came in with a bright smile on his face: "Master, I want to go out this afternoon."

Zhu Can frowned: "Go find your benefactor again? Save you once, and be their babysitter for the rest of your life?"

After saying this, Zhu Can shut up. It was unclear whether he was complaining about Yi Shan or himself.

Dada still had a smile on his face, as if he was very tolerant. "It's not about Brother Yi, it's about Nabu. Today is his birthday, and I wanted to take the kids out for something nice to eat."

Zhu Can started to take money out of the cabinet again, but was stopped by Dada, "Master, there's no need. This time, Brother Yi said that we'll have a picnic on the hill behind their school, so everyone should just bring some food."

Zhu Can shook his head: "It's all smoke and fire, what can I do."

"Brother Yi cooks delicious food."

Zhu Can raised his eyes and glanced at Dada with disdain: "If you really like me that much, you should ask him to propose marriage sooner."

Dada blushed and said, "Master, why are you in such a hurry? You haven't married yet. I'm not in a hurry."

Zhu Can thought to himself that he didn’t necessarily want to marry anyone.

Zhu Can had seen Yishan a few times in the past few months. The teacher didn't have much money and was as kind as Dada, often taking advantage of others. But generally speaking, there was nothing wrong with him. All he did all day was teach Dada's followers how to read. I heard that one of the older ones had found an apprenticeship because he could do arithmetic, and no longer had to carry bags at the dock.

If the two of them really have a lot in common, Zhu Can wouldn't mind giving more help to this guy named Yi.

"Me? I'm early."

Zhu Can impatiently kicked Dada out of the door, looked at Dada with a pink camellia pinned on her curly long hair, and walked out briskly.

A group of children gathered outside the gate. When they saw Dada coming out, they happily greeted him, like little bees buzzing around flowers.

Zhu Can came to his senses, looked at himself again and again in front of the mirror, and ordered the servants to clean his room again, making sure it was spotless and his collections were neatly arranged and beautiful. Then he slowly limped downstairs.

As he was drinking his coffee, the doorman came over, bowed, and whispered, "Young Master, Xi Zheng and Doctor Xi are here."

Zhu Can couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth: "Okay, let him in."

The door in the distance opened, and a tall and thin figure was getting closer. Zhu Can squinted and saw that the other person was wearing the gray plaid scarf that he had asked someone to send to him a few days ago.

Zhu Can wanted to be more relaxed, but he stood up again, and the coffee cup was put down with a "clang".

Young Master Zhu took a few steps forward and said something with a hint of subtle anger:

"……finally come."