The doctors looked at the south wind on the hospital bed every day and monitored various instruments.

It's time to eat now.

The three doctors on duty glanced at the ward and there was no change.

As usual.

The three doctors on duty then picked up their lunch boxes and started chatting while eating.

I didn't notice at all that Nan Feng in the ward sat up slowly.

After months of unconsciousness, he finally opened his eyes.

I heard Bai Lu’s prayer outside the house.

But his condition is very bad.

As soon as he got up, Nanfeng looked at his hands.

He is old and weak, his body is weak, his energy is exhausted, and his vitality is weak.

"I didn't expect that in the third battle, I could still survive."

Nan Feng spoke hoarsely and was actually smiling.

I have to say that he is much more optimistic than ordinary people.

He is so optimistic that he is so old.

Nanfeng was in pain all over, but he didn't want to lie down.

He climbed up with difficulty, removed all kinds of needles on his body, and walked out of the ward barefoot.

He heard Bai Lu's cry just now, and he wanted to find Bai Lu.

But, when he walked out of the ward staggeringly.

There is no Bai Lu's figure, there is only an empty corridor.

And the stairs, the on-duty soldiers who are changing shifts.
Chapter completed!