She knows her own body well and is afraid that she won't be able to hold on for much longer.

I'm just afraid that if I go, the old man will be upset.

Unexpectedly, the couple spent half their lives saving lives and healing the wounded, but ended up living a miserable life, and in the end they would die in a foreign land.

At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the wooden door.

"Who?" Old Master Qin put down his bowl and stood up to check the door.

"Grandpa Qin, it's me, Ruoqiao."

When the old man heard this, he quickened his pace, quickly opened the door, pulled the person in, and looked outside again.

"Why are you here again? If others knew you were with us, something bad would happen."

The old man reprimanded seriously, but his eyes were gentle.

Bai Ruoqiao didn't mind at all. She put the basket on the table in a very familiar manner, lifted the cloth on the basket, and talked while taking things out of it.

"Don't worry, I'm very careful."

"Qiao Qiao is here." The old lady also greeted him in a low voice.

"Grandma Qin, Brother Hai has returned from military service and brought a lot of things with him. I'll bring you some food."

As she spoke, she took out a small package from the basket and handed it to the old man.

"Grandpa Qin, this is the medicine I asked Brother Hai to find someone to help me prescribe."

The old man was just about to lecture her and tell her not to send things here all the time.

I'm not living a happy life.

But when he heard the medicine, he was stunned, then he reached out and took it and opened it.

The old man was an expert in medicine, so he could naturally identify what the pills were. He was so excited that his hands were shaking.

"What happened? Is this dangerous? You guys are really messing around."

The old man's eyes were red, and while he was talking, his eyes were full of excitement and surprise.

"Don't worry, everything is done in a formal manner and there won't be any handle left." Bai Ruoqiao smiled, her eyes a little red and her heart a little sad.

In her previous life, Grandma Qin didn’t make it past October.

There were only half a year left for her to wait, but she couldn't wait any longer.

She didn't take out more advanced medicine because she would never be able to hide it from the old man.

So all that was taken out were some medicines that could cure or relieve tuberculosis.

I hope I can help Grandma Qin hold on a little longer.

They will be taken back to North City in March of next year.

By then, with the old man's ability, he will definitely be able to cure Grandma Qin.

"Thank you, Xiao Qiao Zhi." The old man wiped his eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Grandma Qin also wanted to say something, but before she could say anything, she burst into a suppressed cough.

Bai Ruoqiao gritted her teeth and raised her eyes slightly to hold back her tears.

She took a deep breath and said seriously, "Grandpa Qin, Grandma Qin, please be patient. The sun will rise and everything will get better. This is the news Brother Hai brought back."

They were both stunned, then their eyes widened with astonishment.

The old man asked excitedly with a trembling voice, "What news? Is there any news?"

Bai Ruoqiao shook her head, "I'm not sure yet, but Brother Hai said that changes have begun to occur in North City. Maybe in less than two years, the dark clouds will be cleared and the sky will be clear."

The old man opened his mouth and took a few deep breaths. Suddenly, he squatted down beside the bed with tears in his eyes.

"Xiao Lan, did you listen?"

"I heard it, that's great."

Looking at the two old people holding hands with tears in their eyes, Bai Ruoqiao raised her hand to wipe away her tears, turned around, opened the door and left.

After Grandma Qin passed away in the previous life, the old man relied on his will to serve the country, but he only persisted for a dozen years before passing away at the age of 71.

䀴In just over a decade, he made unparalleled and great contributions to China's medicine.

Standing at the door of the house with a heavy heart.

Then a beam of light shone over.

It was Zhao Sihai who had been waiting outside the yard.

Seeing her come back, Zhao Sihai ran up to her with a flashlight, "Are you okay?"

"No." She looked up at Zhao Sihai.

I couldn't see his expression clearly at night, but I could imagine that it must be full of care.

She laughed softly, and the heaviness in her heart suddenly dissipated. She reached out and held his hand, "Let's go home."

The haze will always dissipate, the sun will always shine, and there is still hope.