Zhao's father's condition has a complexion and hope, which is definitely the happiest thing for the Zhao family in recent years.

The whole family sat at the dining table and chatted happily.

"I haven't heard of the reappearance of the evil spirit in the past two days. It seems that the city guards have really been cleaned up!" Zhao Guang also smiled and said about this: "I've inquired. Last night, no one in the community heard any abnormal sound yesterday!"

"That's good, that's good!"

When the evil spirits did not appear again, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere naturally became even more lively.

Sure enough, there was nothing wrong that night, and I didn’t hear anyone telling me that there would be any more movement in the evening when I woke up in the morning.

He quickly decocted the medicine from last night and drank it to Zhao's father, who felt a little fever in his lower limbs today. Zhao Yang went out to the research institute again.

Although my mother paid about 500 yuan, she still had to pay back the remaining 800 yuan from Sister Zhang, so she had to make it back quickly.

When he arrived at the research institute, Zhao Yang applied for a B-level test again.

However, this time he was a little disappointed. Brother Li came out with two boxes and handed it to him and said, "Researcher Xu said that you are still just a C-level drug tester now, and the B-level test is not allowed to be conducted continuously, so I applied for two C-levels for you!"

"Okay, thank you Brother Li!"

Zhao Yang said that he was not too disappointed. Although the two C-level C-level money was less, they were 400 yuan. If they deducted 20% of the share, they would still be left with a little.

The rice at home is enough, so I can save a little, and I can always wait for another week if I think of a way.

It took only a few minutes to make two C-level records, which made Zhao Yang a little idle.

Level C tests are also allowed at most two at a day to avoid errors caused by drugs.

So Zhao Yang could only continue to spend time here. Fortunately, he had two bottles of milk, which could allow him to enjoy it.

I was bored, Zhao Yang used the record book to calculate the next account that his family would have to pay back.

Today I paid off Sister Zhang’s 800 yuan, and the remaining one is 1,500 yuan from the Black Tiger Gang in two weeks.

In two weeks, I can earn 2,100 and 200 yuan in the institute, and the remaining 6,000 yuan, which can also be used to improve my family's life.

The only problem is that it’s been in the Bai family for two months!

It is basically impossible to earn 30,000 yuan in two months, and even if it really costs 30,000 yuan, Zhao Yang would not be willing to give it to the Bai family like this.

Looking at the bricks that quietly appeared in his hand, a hint of coldness appeared in Zhao Yang's eyes: "Fortunately, I am also an awakened person, and it is a existence far beyond your imagination!"

After arriving until two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Yang finally came out to hand over the record, took 360 yuan, and walked towards the house; at this time, his father should have taken the second medicine;

Thinking of this, Zhao Yang suddenly remembered something, reached out and touched his pocket, looked at the piece of Lingyu Mushroom that had been slightly shriveled, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I planned to take it back yesterday to nourish my father, but when I met the dragon scale grass, I forgot about it when I was too excited.

Fortunately, it doesn’t seem to have much impact. I went back to take my father today. I think this kind of spiritual medicine can help me recover faster.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yang slowly walked towards his home.

I secretly hoped that my mother boiled the medicine from yesterday again this morning. If it was really as effective as the dragon claw vine, it would have improved a little today.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yang's pace became faster.

After walking along the street for a while, Zhao Yang turned to another slightly quieter street, which was closer to the main road, which saved a little time.

The street is not wide, just two or three meters long, with few people, and it is quite quiet; the sun above the head shines on the house on the ground, lazily.

Zhao Yang walked for more than ten minutes, and walked for a few more minutes before the main road.

But a nervous cry came from the front: "Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo, please hold on for a while, and the ambulance will come soon!"

Zhao Yang took a casual look, but didn't pay much attention. He continued to walk forward. Soon, the situation of the two people on the roadside gradually became clear.

A young man in a suit and glasses squatted on the ground; holding an old man in his arms, he was looking at the old man in his arms nervously, with a choked voice, saying, "Mr. Mo... you persist, hold on for a while, the ambulance will come soon..."

The old man in his arms seemed to be getting weaker and weaker at this time, and he just murmured: "A Jiang... I'm afraid... I'm afraid it won't work... OK..."

"No, no, Mr. Mo, the ambulance will come soon. It will be fine when it comes. Please hold on..."

Looking at the old man's eyes gradually began to close tiredly. The young man looked around in horror, but only Zhao Yang was seen nearby and shouted nervously: "Call me a doctor, please call me a doctor!"

"There is no doctor, there are no hospitals or clinics nearby!" Zhao Yang shook his head slowly. It took more than ten minutes for the nearest clinic here to come, and it was a long time to see that it was too late.

"What should I do... Mr. Mo cannot die, I cannot die..." After hearing this, the young man was completely panicked and looked behind him in panic: "Why haven't you come yet? Why haven't you come yet? Why haven't you come yet?..."

Looking at the young man crying and despair, Zhao Yang's eyes flashed, as if he had seen the appearance of guarding his father alone that year.

He walked forward slowly and looked at the old man with a weak breath.

Hearing the footsteps, the old man seemed to open his eyes, looked at Zhao Yang, and barely smiled.

In that smile, there was a hint of helplessness, a hint of regret, a hint of reluctance, and even a hint of apology, as if he was apologizing for scaring passers-by.

Zhao Yang pursed his lips hard, squeezed out a smile, reached out to take it out of his pocket, pinched the mushroom, put it to the old man's mouth, and smiled in a low voice: "Eat it, let's try again!"

The young man was turning his head and looking behind him with difficulty, hoping to see the ambulance appear, but he didn't pay attention to Fang Xiaonan's actions at all.

The old man raised his eyes with difficulty, and a faint confusion and surprise appeared in his dim and turbid eyes. He looked at Zhao Yang's smiling face, and then opened his mouth with difficulty.

Putting the mushrooms into the old man's mouth, Zhao Yang smiled and nodded gently, then stood up and walked towards the street intersection in front with big strides.

After walking for three or four minutes, Zhao Yang entered the main road and looked at the direction of the inner city from afar. On the street where there were only a dozen bicycles, it seemed that a car was coming here.

Zhao Yang continued to walk forward with great strides. After a while, the car gradually approached, with the white body and the big red cross quite eye-catching.
Chapter completed!