Zhang Jianmin smiled and nodded: "Okay!"

Zhang Jianmin walked around the tent of the hospital twice. After observing for a while, Sheng Kangning nodded:

"Lie over there, I'll take your pulse again!"

After taking the pulse, Sheng Kangning frowned slightly:

"You have injured your lungs. I'll prescribe you a week's worth of medicine that has a very good effect on lung damage. Do you want to make the medicine yourself or do you want us to make it?"

Sheng Kangning lowered his head to write the prescription. After the prescription was finished, he handed it directly to Xu Hongmei:

"Sister Hongmei, please help me get the medicine."

Lao Zhou equipped Sheng Kangning with a large cabinet, which was filled with Chinese medicines in every compartment. Sheng Kangning wrote the name of each compartment with a brush.

Xu Hongmei is now very familiar with taking medicine. She wraps the medicine with nimble fingers and places it on the table.

Zhang Jianmin looked at Sheng Kangning and said with a smile:

"I just arrived and I don't have any equipment to boil medicine. Can I boil medicine here at the hospital?"

Sheng Kangning was not very willing, but nodded:

"Sure, come over after dinner every day!"

"Will it cause you any trouble?" Zhang Jianmin asked.

Sheng Kangning raised his eyebrows:

"We are the hospital of the field headquarters. It's no problem. Just come on time for a week. Be careful during this period and don't do heavy physical work. If you take some rest, there will basically be no problem."

After leaving the field hospital, Zhang Jianmin stood in the wind and snow, looking up at the gray sky.

I smiled in my heart.

For half a month, Zhang Jianmin had been holding back and not moving. When they met just now, apart from the initial shock, Sheng Kangning seemed to have accepted the fact that he came to Hongyang Farm, which was a good thing.