Chapter 610 Happy Zhao Shuzhuo

His fingers gently touched the pill, which felt firm yet slightly warm, a feeling that made him even more confused.

Zhao Shuzhuo stared at the pills intently, his brain working rapidly, going over all the recent events in his mind over and over again, but he still had no clue.

A moment later, he seemed to be struck by lightning. The few words that Yang Xiaohua had mentioned about her father's illness flashed through his mind, as well as the difficult scenes of everyone running around looking for medicine during this period.

In an instant, Zhao Shuzhuo's eyes widened as big as copper bells, and his mouth slowly opened uncontrollably, forming a perfect "O" shape, with surprise on his face beyond words.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed eagerly on Wang Jianguo, his voice trembling slightly with excitement, and he said loudly:

"Jianguo, could this... be the medicine Xiaohua said her father needed?"

At this moment, the air in the ward seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Jianguo and the mysterious pill.

Secretary Dong was originally half leaning on the hospital bed, but now he forced himself to sit up straight, his eyes full of nervousness and anticipation. Grandma Dong even stopped arranging the bed sheets, her hands trembling slightly, staring at this side without blinking.

The entire ward was filled with an indescribable atmosphere of tension, and everyone was waiting for Wang Jianguo to reveal the final answer.

Wang Jianguo tightened his thin clothes and carefully held the cup of steaming hot water in his hands, trying to absorb some warmth.

The steam in the cup rose up and blurred the lenses of his glasses. He quickly raised his hand and wiped the lenses with his sleeve, making the world in front of him clear again.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Zhao Shuzhuo who was sitting next to him. His expression was solemn and a little helpless. He nodded gently, then opened his mouth and said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Brother Shuzhuo, there are some things I think I must explain to you. The matter before us is too difficult."

Wang Jianguo paused and subconsciously looked into the distance, as if he wanted to see through the wall and see the old man whose life was hanging by a thread in the hospital.

"You heard what Doctor Zhou said the other day. This medicine that we went through so much trouble to find can indeed alleviate Yang Xiaohua's father's condition to a certain extent. I will never fool you about this."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to adjust his glasses, his brows were furrowed, and a deep groove appeared between his eyebrows.

"But you have to know that there is no real magic medicine in this world. Her father's illness has been delayed for too long, and his body functions have deteriorated severely. His organs are like old machines that have been out of repair for a long time and are barely able to maintain their operation."

"Although this medicine can help to repair the disease, it is too difficult for it to bring the dead back to life and pull the person back from the brink of death."

Wang Jianguo let out a long sigh, which was filled with powerlessness and regret, and echoed in the silent room.

His gaze returned to Zhao Shuzhuo, his eyes full of sincerity:

"So, Brother Shuzhuo, whether he can survive this disaster in the end really depends on his own luck. We have done everything we can, and the rest is up to fate..."

At this point, Wang Jianguo's throat seemed to be choked by something.

The second half of the sentence lingered on his lips before he swallowed it back, but the worry in his eyes grew more intense, almost bursting out.

Zhao Shuzhuo looked a little tired. He had not slept all night to take care of Yang Xiaohua, and there was a layer of bruises under his eyes. But at this moment, his bloodshot eyes were surprisingly bright.

I saw him holding the box of medicine tightly in both hands, his fingers turning slightly white due to the force, as if he was afraid that if he was not careful, this precious hope of saving his life would slip through his fingers.

That cautious look was like that of a devout believer, holding a rare and unique treasure in the world, full of awe and anticipation.

He raised his head slightly, looked straight at Wang Jianguo beside him, stammered a few times, and his eyes unconsciously turned red. After a long time, he spoke with a slightly choked voice:

"Jianguo, I know in my heart that you did all this for me. I saw it all and kept it in mind."

As he spoke, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if he was trying to swallow the emotions surging in his heart.

"For this medicine, you traveled to many places. I know all the hardships. We have known each other for such a long time. I, Zhao Shuzhuo, will never forget this friendship in my life."

Zhao Shuzhuo took a deep breath, calmed down his excitement, and then said:

"As for Xiaohua, although she didn't say anything, I know that she knows everything about her father's condition."

"She has been holding on for a long time, and it's heartbreaking to see her. But now it's different. We have this medicine, and it's like a ray of light suddenly appears in this dark and desperate situation."

When the word "dawn" was mentioned, his eyes became more fiery and a blush appeared on his face, which was the unique glow of a person who had survived a desperate situation.

"I...I'll go tell Xiaohua right now and make her happy. After so many days, I can finally give her some hope."

As Zhao Shuzhuo spoke, he raised his legs and walked out quickly. Perhaps because he was too excited, his steps were a little unsteady, as if he was stepping on cotton.

As I turned the corner of the corridor, I wasn't paying attention and almost bumped into a patient on crutches who was walking towards me.

The patient was frightened by this sudden situation. He tapped the ground with his crutch a few times and showed a little displeasure on his face.

Zhao Shuzhuo finally woke up from his dream, and hurriedly stopped, apologizing to the other party:

"I'm so sorry, brother. I was in such a hurry that I didn't pay attention to the road. Are you okay?"

After the patient muttered a few words and waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, Zhao Shuzhuo hurried to the ward where Xiaohua was.

His steps became more and more urgent, as if he couldn't wait to pass on the good news and dispel the haze that had shrouded Xiaohua's heart for so long.

Secretary Dong looked at Zhao Shuzhuo walking away in a panic. He was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a relieved smile.

That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, slowly dispelling some of the worries in his heart. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became more obvious because of this smile, as if every wrinkle contained the kindness accumulated over the years.

"This kid is in a hurry."

Secretary Dong murmured softly, with a certainty in his voice that showed he understood everything.

"Shuzhuo is so concerned about this female comrade's affairs. It seems that he really likes this female nurse."

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