Stand up
A minute later, Zhong Ling replied:
"I received your wish."
Seeing the reply, Chen Mo and his comrades shed tears of excitement.
…
Shangjing Military Region General Hospital, Intensive Care Ward.
The corridor was quiet and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.
Zhong Ling appeared out of nowhere in the corridor, and the people around her acted as if they didn't see her and continued doing their own things.
Zhong Ling walked slowly and quickly found Zhao Tieshan's ward according to the address provided by Chen Mo.
The door was ajar and there were voices coming from inside.
"Tieshan, take another bite, just one bite. Mom knows you don't like this, but the doctor said it's nutritious..." An old and tired female voice coaxed carefully.
Zhong Ling gently pushed the door open, but it made no sound.
On the hospital bed by the window, a man was half lying there, his face was sallow, his eyes were staring at the ceiling empty, and there were various instruments beside him.
A white-haired old woman was sitting beside the bed. She was tremblingly scooping up a spoonful of porridge and putting it to the man's mouth. The man opened his mouth and ate cooperatively.
This is the border guard hero Zhao Tieshan and his mother.
When Zhong Ling walked into the ward, the old woman was the first to notice. Her hand holding the bowl shook and the porridge in the spoon spilled out.
She looked at Zhong Ling, her cloudy eyes filled with vigilance. "Little girl, who... who are you looking for?"
She thought he was selling health products, or had gone to the wrong ward. She had seen this too many times in the past two years.
Zhao Tieshan, who was lying on the hospital bed, also heard the noise, turned his head and looked towards the door.
When he saw Zhong Ling's overly beautiful face, a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes.
"Hello, Auntie." Zhong Ling walked in and closed the door. "My name is Zhong Ling."
"Zhong Ling?" The old woman muttered the name, feeling that it sounded familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a moment.
She stood up awkwardly, "Girl, you may have found the wrong person, this is..."
"I didn't find the wrong person." Zhong Ling's gaze fell on Zhao Tieshan, and her tone was calm. "I was asked by a soldier named Chen Mo to fulfill a wish."
"Chen Mo?"
"Xiao Mo?"
Both mother and son were a little surprised. What did the boy do?
Fulfill a wish?
Wish...Zhong Ling!
The old woman finally remembered, Zhong Ling, wasn't that the omnipotent "Zhong God" on the Internet?!
She also watched Zhong Ling’s live broadcast, but she never got a chance to watch it.
But now Zhong Ling is entrusted by Chen Mo?
So it was Chen Mo who grabbed the wishing sign, for... for her son?!
The old woman dropped the bowl in her hand in disbelief and the rice spilled all over the floor.
But she didn't care at all. She grabbed Zhong Ling's sleeve as if she was grabbing the last straw.
"God Zhong, you are God Zhong! Please, please save my son! He is a hero, he shouldn't lie here and wait to die!"
The old woman was incoherent and tears were streaming down her face. The despair and pain that had been pent up for two years burst out at this moment.
Zhao Tieshan also became excited. He wanted to speak, but because he had not spoken for a long time, a hoarse sound came from his throat.
"Auntie, don't be excited." Zhong Ling stretched out her hand, gently patted the old woman on the back, and passed a trace of spiritual power to her. The old woman was instantly less excited.
Zhong Ling looked at Zhao Tieshan and said calmly, "Your comrade made a wish for you. He said he wanted you to stand up again and salute the boundary marker you've guarded for half your life."
This one sentence made Zhao Tieshan's eyes instantly red.
He didn't shed a tear when he learned that he would be paralyzed for life, but at this moment, his defenses were broken by his comrades' actions, and two lines of tears slid down his cheeks.
He wanted to stand up, he wanted to stand up even in his dreams! He wanted to return to the snowy plateau, to the boundary marker that he had guarded with his life!
Zhong Ling said no more. She walked to the bedside and, under the nervous and expectant gaze of the mother and son, took out an emerald green pill out of thin air.
"What is this?" the old woman asked curiously.
"Eat it." Zhong Ling didn't explain and put the pill directly into Zhao Tieshan's mouth.
As soon as the pill entered his mouth, it turned into a warm current flowing throughout Zhao Tieshan's body.
Zhao Tieshan's body shook violently, and he felt numbness, soreness, swelling, pain...all kinds of sensations erupted in his body.
For the first time in two years, he felt the existence of his own body again!
"Ah——" Zhao Tieshan let out a suppressed growl, veins popped out on his forehead, and the muscles all over his body trembled violently and uncontrollably, and the bed frame made a creaking sound.
"Tieshan!" The old woman was frightened and was about to pounce on him.
"Don't touch him." Zhong Ling stopped her. "This is a good thing. His body is rebuilding."
In Zhong Ling's eyes, earth-shaking changes were taking place in Zhao Tieshan's body.
Countless green spots of light were repairing his damaged nerves and atrophied muscles.
The whole process lasted less than five minutes.
When everything calmed down, the only sound left in the ward was Zhao Tieshan's heavy breathing.
He tried to raise his right hand, spread out his five fingers, and then slowly clenched them, feeling the changes in his body.
"My...my hand..." His voice was very hoarse.
When the old woman saw that her son was able to move, she covered her mouth tightly with her hands to prevent herself from crying out loud, but her tears fell like beads from a broken string.
Zhao Tieshan supported himself on the bed, using all his strength to slowly sit up.
This action is very simple for ordinary people, but for him, he has been thinking about it for more than seven hundred days and nights.
He lifted the quilt and tried to move his legs, and they worked!
Zhao Tieshan could no longer control his emotions. This strong man buried his face in his palms and sobbed like a child.
It is an outburst of emotions that have been pent up for many years, and also a cry of joy at being reborn.
Zhong Ling watched quietly without disturbing him.
After a long time, Zhao Tieshan raised his head. He got off the bed and walked barefoot step by step to Zhong Ling. Although his body was still a little uncoordinated, his back was straight.
Without any hesitation, he knelt on his knees with a plop.
"Master Zhong, I need no thanks for your kindness! You gave me, Zhao Tieshan, my life! From now on, if you have any orders, I will never refuse, even if it means dying!" He raised his head, his eyes filled with absolute sincerity.
Zhong Ling did not help him, but just calmly accepted the gift.
"Get up," she said calmly. "Roads are made by people. Your path is earned by you and your comrades."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the door without stopping.
"Master Zhong!" Zhao Tieshan stood up hurriedly. "Where are you going? I..."
"Your wish is to salute the boundary marker, not kneel here." Zhong Ling left a message before disappearing. "Go do what you want to do."
In the ward, Zhao Tieshan and his mother stood there in a daze for a long time before the old woman reacted. She looked at her reborn son and burst into tears of joy again.
Zhao Tieshan reached out and hugged his mother, silently comforting her.
Everything will slowly get better...
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