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When Hua Ruo said this, both Dr. Feng and Dr. Zhang's faces lit up.

"Dr. Zhang, I trust her 100%. Do you trust her now?" Feng Da carefully looked at Doctor Zhang.

Dr. Zhang stood up and walked over to hold Dr. Feng's hand. She felt that her hand was trembling. She didn't know whether it was her hand shaking or Dr. Feng's.

"I didn't expect you to be so courageous at such an age. Also, I'll go with you this time. We'll fight with each other!"

"That's great, that's great." Hua Rui's eyes reddened in agitation.

"I'll see you tomorrow then." As he spoke, Dr. Feng lifted the lantern and walked out.

Hua Ruo followed.

"I'll walk you out." Doctor Zhang hurriedly said. However, the old man and the young man had already left the room. The chilly night wind made them involuntarily shrink their necks.

Seeing the direction in which Dr. Feng had walked, Dr. Zhang shouted.

"Old Feng, did you lose your head? Isn't your home over there? "

Dr. Feng turned around and smiled, "I know, I'll take a look around a few more clinics."

Saying that, he and Hua Ruo continued to walk forward.

Standing at the doorway, Doctor Zhang looked in the direction the two had left in a daze. How many more places were they going to?

Right, just the two of them aren't enough!

Dr. Zhang paced back and forth in front of the door. Even though his whole body was ice-cold from the night breeze, he still felt his chest burning up.

Finally, she stomped her feet, turned around, found her lantern, and ran in the direction in which Doctor Feng and Hua Ruo had left.

"Old Feng, wait for me!"

On the quiet street, three lamps silently walked by. After a while, it became four lamps and five lamps … Lighting the quiet night in the water...

Daybreak had arrived.

Zhan Xiaolou only slept for two hours last night. He woke up early in the morning, took his medicine kit and called for Nan. He then went out to continue what happened yesterday.

When the door opened, one of Zhan Xiaolou's legs stopped moving. She stared blankly at the scene before her.

When Nan, who was behind Zhan Xiaolou, saw that Zhan Xiaolou had stopped, he asked in confusion, "Doctor Zhan, what's wrong?"

What was going on?

Nan looked over Zhan Xiaolou's shoulder.

At some point, there were a dozen or so people standing outside the door. The older ones were young, and their appearances were all different, but at the same time, they all carried a medicine chest with them.

Seeing the door open, Zhan Xiaolou came out. More than a dozen people came over with smiles on their faces.

"Doctor Zhan, we are all willing to follow you to the Supreme Spirit Temple. Can we leave now?" Standing at the very front, Old Doctor Feng said.

Nan felt his eyes grow hot, and tears blurred her vision.

Zhan Xiaolou's throat was also sore. He opened his mouth halfway and looked at the faces before him. He felt that there were countless words that had to be said, but he didn't know where to start.

They really came!

This was something she had never expected.

As Zhan Xiaolou walked out of the room, he didn't say anything. Instead, he bent over and cupped his fists as he bowed deeply.

The doctors hurriedly cupped their fists and bowed in return.

No one spoke, no one gave any additional explanations, and no one made any unnecessary movements. Everyone was clear in their hearts.

The simple salutes and the return of the salute made the atmosphere in front of the infirmary turn solemn and solemn.

"Alright, then let's go." Zhan Xiaolou said as he saw the parked car.

She hadn't expected the doctors to come, so she only prepared her own car.

There were a dozen or so doctors here, and she couldn't possibly sit alone in the car and let these doctors, many of them old, walk, could she?

"Nan, hurry up and prepare some carriages …" Zhan Xiaolou whispered to Nan, who was standing behind him.