Through his interactions with Yang Baiyi, Sun Zhenhua knew that this young man was a proud man.

If I get kicked out this time, I don't care. In front of the old leader, I am still the soldier I used to be, and I don't have to worry about face.

But Doctor Yang has lost face here, and it may not be easy to invite people over again in the future.

"Xiao Sun, don't worry, Mother Song believes in you."

Song Juxiang still trusts her husband's old subordinates.

They were all soldiers trained by my wife. Although many of my old subordinates have retired, we still maintain a very close relationship.

Moreover, my wife has always loved the soldiers like her own sons. No matter whether they have retired or are still serving in the army, my wife takes good care of them.

Their spouse is their support and their amulet. Whether for the sake of their years of relationship or for themselves, they all hope that their spouse's health will get better. Song Juxiang has this confidence.

"Mother Song, what medical skills can a teenage boy know? You must not be fooled by him.

What if he prescribes some random Chinese medicine after examining the leader, should we let the leader take it?

Medicine is always poisonous, and the commander's body can no longer withstand such torture."

It’s not that Liu Xianguan was deliberately making things difficult. He really didn’t believe that a teenager could cure the leader’s chronic illness.

Even the 301 General Hospital can only provide conservative treatment, which can only save lives but not cure diseases. No normal person would believe a teenager who said he knew Chinese medicine and could treat the leader.

"Doctor Liu, I understand what you mean and your concerns. You are also concerned about Lao He's health.

But I know Xiao Sun well. He has always been steady. If he wasn't sure, he wouldn't have brought people here rashly.

Let the young doctor go up and take a look. Old He’s health is already like this, how much worse can it get?

Isn't the young doctor good at Chinese medicine? Just let him take Old He's pulse and don't prescribe any medicine yet."

In recent years, her husband's health has been deteriorating. Song Juxiang has tried every possible solution. If it were not for the prohibition of feudal superstition, Song Juxiang would have wanted to go to the temple to burn incense and pray for her husband.

Although Song Juxiang had little confidence in the young doctor brought by Sun Zhenhua this time, she was unwilling to miss this opportunity.

"Mother Song."

"Be aware of your identity. Are you planning to make the decision for Mother Song?"

Huang Xishan, the personal bodyguard, is only responsible to the leader and Mother Song, and is very disgusted with Liu Xianguan's presumptuous behavior.

"I reserve my opinion."

Liu Xianguan had no good way to deal with a rough guy like Huang Xishan.

He snorted coldly and looked away, showing his last bit of stubbornness.

"Doctor Xiao Yang, please go up and see Old He now."

Song Juxiang nodded gently at Yang Baiyi.

"OK."

Yang Baiyi picked up the medical kit and followed Song Juxiang and Sun Zhenhua upstairs.

This time, Huang Xishan also followed them up to the second floor. Except for Mother Song and Doctor Liu, guards had to be present when anyone else came into contact with the leader to ensure the leader's absolute safety.

Liu Xianguan thought for a moment and followed her upstairs. He wanted to expose the scam of traditional Chinese medicine in person and let Mother Song know that Western medicine was the only reliable one.

"Is Xiao Sun here?"

In the bedroom on the second floor, a white-haired old man was wearing pajamas and lying on the bed. Various medical devices were placed on the table beside the bed, monitoring the old man's various indicators.

"Old Chief, there's nothing going on on the farm these past two days, so I came to see you."

Sun Zhenhua took two steps at a time and came to the bedside, shaking the hand extended by the old leader.

"Don't worry about my health. They are just old ailments. You should focus all your energy on your work and make more contributions to the country and the people."

The old man said with some difficulty.

"What the old leader said is true. I will definitely work hard and will not let down the trust of the organization and leaders."

Compared with the last time they met, the old leader looked even older, which made Sun Zhenhua feel very uncomfortable.

"Xishan, is there any new military intelligence today? Have the Russians made any moves in the past two days?"

Seeing Huang Xishan behind everyone, the old leader became concerned about the border issue again.

Danjiang City is located in the border area, bordering Tsarist Russia to the north. In recent years, the relationship between the two countries has taken a sharp turn for the worse, with constant border frictions. The border issue is always on the mind of the old leader.

"Commander, following the instructions from our superiors and your command, the Russians didn't get the upper hand last time and have been much more obedient these past few days."

Huang Xishan said proudly.

"That's good. We must ensure the logistical supply of the border soldiers, and have the comrades be vigilant and monitor the Russians' every move.

If they dare to cross the border, we will strike back fiercely. Our country's territory and sovereignty will not be violated by anyone."

After saying a few words in succession, the old man's face immediately turned red.

"Don't talk too much, Chief. You should rest more."

Liu Xianguan walked forward and put the respirator on the old leader.

"My health is failing, and I don't know if I'll ever have the chance to patrol the border again or visit the comrades at the outposts again."

The hero is old, and the old leader who has been a great leader throughout his life now feels a little powerless.

"Commander, your health will definitely improve. You must have confidence in the current medical conditions and remain optimistic about the future."

Liu Xianguan said things that he didn't even believe, but that was what his teacher taught him: patients should remain optimistic and not lose confidence.

Foreign studies have shown that a good attitude helps patients recover. This is a psychotherapy with scientific basis.

"Old He, Xiao Sun brought a Chinese medicine doctor with him this time. Let him take your pulse."

Song Juxiang and Sun Zhenhua made way, revealing Yang Baiyi behind them.

Okay, I'll trouble you, Doctor."

A trace of surprise flashed across the old leader's face, but was quickly replaced by a smile.

He was surprised at Yang Baiyi's youth and couldn't believe that such a young kid was actually a Chinese medicine doctor.

Traditional Chinese medicine is the quintessence of our nation. Like all traditional skills, it generally becomes more popular as it ages.

Although the old leader did not believe that this young man had high medical skills, since Xiao Sun had already invited him over and his wife had agreed, he just had to cooperate.

The old leader was stubborn all his life, but he was a very reasonable person.

He knew that everyone was doing this for his own good and wanted him to recover soon.

So even though the old leader knew that it would be difficult for his illness to be truly cured, he would always agree with a smile and cooperate as much as possible no matter whether it was the doctor's advice or the instructions of his family or friends.

The side of him that he showed to his family and subordinates was always positive and optimistic.