spy cloud

Standing at the gate, he stretched and moved his body a bit.

He let out a breath and walked over, carefully looking around. It was pitch black all around, and the light rain outside had stopped at some point.

Only the night wind, blowing against your skin, makes you shiver all over.

"It's so cold!"

"I hope it's not going to snow!"

He muttered a couple of words to himself, then prepared to leave and find a place to have dinner.

He had only taken a few steps when he saw a car slowly pull up beside him, and then he saw Uncle Fu get out of the car.

"Dr. Wang, the head of the family requests that you come over tonight to give the old man acupuncture. Do you have time now?"

"Butler Fu, no problem, we'll be there now!"

Zhang Tianhao smiled, but he couldn't hide the exhaustion on his face. He was truly tired this time, too tired to move.

He didn't say anything more, but simply opened the car door and got in.

After visiting the Ye family again and giving Old Master Ye acupuncture, I sat down by his bedside and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Tian, ​​you look so tired. Was your work too tiring today?"

The old man was quite magnanimous. Seeing Zhang Tianhao sitting to the side panting, he knew that Zhang Tianhao was definitely not like that; he was clearly exhausted.

"There's nothing we can do. The virus was discovered outside the city, and the hospital director said it's contagious. Today, for some reason, so many people have come to see the doctor. They're either seeing a doctor or having surgery. They only ate a few bites of lunch and spent the rest of the time seeing doctors."

"I didn't sleep last night either, or rather, I haven't been able to get a good night's sleep for several days. I'm just too tired."

"So this is ah!"

"You doctors really work hard."

"There, saving lives and healing the wounded is our duty, but the work is too tiring. Everyone needs a good rest. Really!"

"That's absolutely right!"

The two, one old and one young, sat there and chatted.

How is my body?

"He's recovering very well. After drinking three bowls of medicine, more than 80% of the toxins have been removed. With proper care and a light diet, he should be fine for more than a year."

"Thank you so much. I'm already satisfied with what you said."

The old man chuckled and accepted the remark, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

"By the way, let me have someone arrange a meal for you later. You haven't eaten yet, so it's a good idea for you to have a meal here before going back to rest. What do you think?"

"Thank you, old man."

"You are welcome!"

The old man smiled and then asked the servant to take him out to prepare dinner.

Looking at the two silver dollars that were delivered, which were the fees for the house call, Zhang Tianhao felt his eyelids twitch, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He quietly put away the consultation fee, finished his meal at the Ye family's house, and then slowly walked back home.

The sky outside was still pitch black, and he took a deep breath as he walked down the street.

Soon, he arrived at Song Wen's house. Standing below, looking up at the still dark second floor, his eyelids twitched again.

"Song Wen hasn't come back!"

He checked the time and found that it was already 10 p.m.

"I have no idea where he's gone; he doesn't even come home for work!"

He sighed, then took out his key, went upstairs, and opened the door to his room.

Sensing the emptiness of the empty room, he sat down by the window, gazing at the quiet, deserted street below, his face expressionless. ...

"Xiaotian, you're here!"

The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Tian in front of him, and his smile widened.

"I'm sorry, Lao Dao, I've been quite busy with work these past few days. However, I've prepared the medicine that someone brought. The entire hospital is currently out of anti-inflammatory drugs."

"We're out of anti-inflammatory medication, what are we going to do, what are we going to do?"

"There's no other way; we're almost out of even traditional Chinese medicine anti-inflammatory drugs!"

As she spoke, she took a small handkerchief off her person, carefully unfolded it, and placed the items on the table.

"These are two full bottles of anti-inflammatory medicine, this is half a bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine, two cold pills, and three fever reducers. As for where the medicines came from, don't ask any more questions!"

Oda also took a deep breath, a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

Although she pretended to be indifferent on the surface, she knew that things had still happened.

"The hospital is too strict now. Half a bottle of medicine almost got me killed."

"Are they checking this thoroughly?"

"Yes, it's that strict. Even the Japanese don't have anti-inflammatory drugs, so naturally there aren't any for us Chinese. If we want anti-inflammatory drugs, we'll have to find another way."

"I see!"

"Xiaotian, you've worked hard this time. If you have any grievances, please tell me. Don't keep them to yourself."

"Thank you, but no need, I know my own situation!"

Xiaotian took a deep breath and lowered her head. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she knew better than anyone how she got those two bottles of medicine.

"Ugh!"

The middle-aged man also sighed, which eventually turned into a long sigh.

"I'm so sorry you had to go through all this, I'll remember your efforts!"

"No need, it's what I should do!"

Oda gave a wry smile, then stood up and said directly, "I'm leaving now. However, this morning, the Japanese arrested us and held a meeting. They discovered a highly contagious virus. You all need to be careful. I suspect this is a Japanese conspiracy."

"A Japanese conspiracy?"

"Yes, it's very likely a conspiracy. It concerns the safety of the entire city; you must be extremely careful!"

"Thank you for reminding me, I will inform my superiors!"

"Okay, I'm a bit too tired, I'll go back and rest for a bit!"

Xiao Tian also turned and left, walking into the dark alley. Soon, even the sound of his footsteps disappeared completely.

The middle-aged man watched Oda leave, especially since he seemed to be in a bad mood. He knew that the medicine was probably hard-won, since even the Japanese were running out of medicine. So the source of these two bottles of medicine must have been quite sophisticated.

On the other side, after leaving, Xiaotian also quickly headed towards his home.

Back home, Xiaotian sat alone on the edge of her bed, looking at her skin and reflecting on the past two days. It all felt like a dream, giving her an unreal feeling.

"How could things be like this? How could things be like this? Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this."

"Also, who exactly is this Wang Xiaotian? How does he have these kinds of medicines, especially since he gave me two bottles of anti-inflammatory drugs directly? Could it be..."

But after thinking about it, I immediately rejected the idea.

The person who managed to get the medicine must have obtained it from other sources, and it must have been given to her secretly after get off work at night, because this is a life-saving drug that is extremely rare and hard to come by.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you helping me when I'm plotting against you?!"

She couldn't understand it, and she didn't intend to understand it. (End of Chapter)