Jiang Xiabei's movement attracted everyone's attention, and they looked in the direction of the ward. That ward did not look like an ordinary ward, but a high-end ward specially for cadres and the like. There was a small refrigerator and a TV in it. The bed was also cushioned, and it was a single room.

Those who can live here are basically important people, either rich or noble.

"The old man living inside came from Shangjing City. I don't know his identity or background. I heard that the old man is in poor health and has a strange temper. I don't know what he is doing in Yancheng. He suddenly felt unwell and was temporarily admitted to our hospital." Xu Yi noticed Jiang Xia's gaze and spoke.

Jiang Xia didn't think much about what Xu Yi said. The big shots in Beijing had nothing to do with their family and were not close to them. Jiang Xia just glanced at them and didn't worry too much.

Jiang Xia followed Xu Yi to the general ward. Su Yuelan's bed was close to the innermost beds, with an open window for ventilation. After looking at the arranged beds, Jiang Xia went downstairs with Su Yuelan and Su Yuean to do the examination. The contents of the examination were similar.

It will take about a day to wait for all the results to come out. If the situation seems okay, then the patient will not eat or drink anything that day and will go into the operating room directly the next day. Seeing this, Su Yuean went to get the hospitalized patients first, while Jiang Xia stayed here to accompany Su Yuelan.

After running around all day, Su Yuelan was tired and lay down on the bed to rest. Jiang Xia took advantage of this opportunity to walk out of the ward and stroll around.

At the same time, in the intensive care unit, a white-haired old man was lying on the bed. He was pale and looked like he was dying. His lips were a little cyanotic. Even with an oxygen mask on, he still looked like he was having trouble breathing. His mouth was slightly open and his chest was heaving.

He was in such a bad condition, but he still held on. With one trembling hand, he took off the oxygen mask and asked the person in front of him in a weak voice.

"Is it settled yet? Has the person… has the person been found?"

Hearing the words of the old man on the bed, the middle-aged man standing beside the bed shook his head, frowned, with worry and anxiety in his eyes. He hurriedly put the mask on the old man on the bed, stretched out his hand to help the old man breathe, and spoke.

"No news. This news in Yancheng is fake. We have verified it and it's not true. It's been more than 40 years since this happened. That family has moved away long ago. At that time, no one could afford to eat and there was famine. Now so much time has passed, and we don't know where they have settled down." The middle-aged man standing next to the bed spoke.

He looked to be in his forties or nearly fifty, and there was some worry and helplessness in his eyes when he said this.

The old man listened to his son's words with disappointment in his eyes.

At the beginning, their whole family was to be sent to a farm for labor reform, and the place they were going to was the most remote farm in the northwest. It was cold and the journey was long. Many people might have frozen to death or starved to death on the way there, not to mention the physical labor after leaving the farm. If they didn't have enough food and warm clothes, they might die of illness.

Their family had gotten some news and information in advance at that time, so they had a selfish desire to leave a descendant at home.

He gave his youngest son, who had just been born, away to a family, and gave them a lot of money and treasures, which were enough to make an ordinary family live a very wealthy life. He used them to arrange for a job, and only asked the family to take care of his son.

At that time, their family didn't expect that the child would come alive, so they were entrusted to someone else. They sent him away in a hurry, and I only remember that the hostess of this family was named Liang.