Chapter 1256 (1/2)

Entering this room, Jing Yunzhao feels a lot of breath.

Nurses, doctors, guards, and Jing Yunzhao frowned, and probably knew that there should be people hiding in the dark place. But the strange thing is that the taste is very familiar. The faint smell of sandalwood is a little like that of Li Shaoyun. Is it possible that his mysterious mission this time is to protect Qi Yuguo?

As soon as Jing Yunzhao came in, no one looked at her, and no one took care of her. It was obvious that how to treat the patient depended on their own. What they wanted was a result.

Jing Yunzhao didn't care much about the others. He looked at the man lying on the doctor's bed, showing some sympathy.

He had white hair, his gullied face was covered with age spots, and he didn't have much meat on him. He was like a salted fish dried in the sun. He had instruments in his hand. His fingers looked like skin and bones, but his skin was thick like bark, and his calluses had become the mark of his body after years of weathering.

Hand by the small blue wound, slightly swollen, should be caused by hanging water all year round, the skin is also some waxy yellow.

There is a strong smell of medicine in this room, all kinds of.

Jing Yunzhao walks over to him. Under everyone's attention, he directly reaches out and tries his pulse. The jump is quite powerful. In fact, his life is OK. But when he checks his pulse, Jing Yunzhao sees the scar on his wrist.

The traces left by suicide are probably the most embarrassing past in his life.

Feeling the touch on his hand, the old man opened his eyes, his deep socket was heavy, and his eyes had experienced many vicissitudes and had no spirit.

Jing Yunzhao showed a smile: ”Qi Lao, are you awake?”

In the face of strangers, she seldom smiles like this, but in the face of such an old man, she is sincere.