After the young doctor came out of the office, he took off his glasses and rubbed his sore eyes.

When I put on my glasses again, I looked up.

The young doctor frowned.

Outside the corridor,

A man wearing a black sweatshirt and a hood couldn't see his face clearly was standing outside the isolation glass window.

Through the isolation glass, he seemed to be looking at the person in the isolation room.

The young doctor couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, but he felt very familiar when looking at his back.

Until the young doctor saw a knife behind the man.

The heart suddenly jumped,

The young doctor instantly overlapped the image of the man in front of him with the person in his mind.

The young doctor hurried over and said tentatively: "Do you know the people inside?"

He asked this because he knew who lived in the isolation room.

It was the patient who had just transferred from Ningcheng Hospital to Longcheng.

The man who had always left his lonely back turned around slowly and said with a calm expression: "It is my brother who is lying inside."

"Oh my God!"

When the young doctor saw the face in front of him, he covered his mouth in shock.

This person's skin is very white, and his hair is slightly long covering his eyes, but he cannot cover his indifferent and deep eyes under his hair.

A very handsome face.

The young doctor is familiar with this face,

Just now, he was very upset about the other party's "death"!

"Brother Zhang!"

"You're not dead?!"

Zhang Ziling ignored him and turned around again, looking at the little boy with various medical trachea in the isolation room.

Only then did Zhang Ziling's eyes feel sad.

"Brother Zhang, that's not what I mean."

Realizing that there was something wrong with his speaking style, the young doctor quickly changed his words.

"I saw that the live broadcast room was closed, I thought..."

The young doctor said as he turned on his phone, wanting to open the live broadcast room to prove himself.

As a result, the live broadcast room was smoothly in, and the anchor Lin Yiyi was chatting with the audience.

“What’s the situation?!”

"I clearly remember that the live broadcast room was closed."

"And Yiyi seems to be no longer in the tomb. Could it be that I missed something?!"

The young doctor said with a look of doubt in life.

Zhang Ziling put one hand on the isolation glass and lowered his eyes, covering up the sadness in his eyes.

This time, he was for money tomb of the Warring States Period.

In order to earn the medical expenses of his younger brother, he had to hold on as much as possible for as long as possible, but he also knew that with his younger brother's situation, he was just barely breathing a sigh of relief with a machine.

Zhang Ziling had no choice but to take one step at a time.

He could save his teammates who accompanied him in the Warring States tomb and killed the thousand-year-old white snake. He was hailed as a god, but he was not a god after all, and he could not save his younger brother.

This feeling of powerlessness was tormenting him. He could only watch his younger brother lying on the cold hospital bed, and he couldn't even try to open his eyes and say a word.

Zhang Ziling took a deep breath, raised his head, and said expressionlessly: "We are waiting for rescue and escape from the Warring States Tomb. Lin Yiyi and the others are safe."

The young doctor scratched his head and said with a smile:

"So that's how it is."

"It's fine if it's okay."

"I thought... I won't talk about this anymore. Brother Zhang, I am the doctor who has talked to Yiyi privately. You saved Yiyi with your own blood. I was watching the live broadcast at that time, and later our dean asked you..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Ziling already understood.

There is a big reason why my younger brother was transferred to the Fourth Medical Hospital of Longcheng because of him.

Zhang Ziling suddenly said, "I want to see your dean."

"Ah? OK!"

"If our dean sees you, he will definitely be very happy. To be honest, Brother Zhang, we will wait for the day when you come out of the Warring States Tomb."

"There is a special patient here who needs your blood to save his life."

The young doctor opened the office door and said, "Brother Zhang, I am your fan. Can I take a photo with you later? Can you take a look at the Qilin tattoo on you?"

Zhang Ziling had no expression on his face.

The young doctor swallowed and did not dare to make this request again.

After the office door is opened,

The young doctor walked in first.

Shi Hongwei sat on the sofa and said without raising his head, "After washing his face, his mental state has improved a lot, right?"

The young doctor grinned and said in a full voice: "Director, I am in a very good spirit now, so it's okay to stay for extra night shifts at night."

After all, my idol is behind me and my mental state is unprecedentedly good.

Shi Hongwei waved his hand and said:

"What night shift is over? You don't have to worry about it. After getting off work, go back and have a breakfast break."

"I'll go and see how Zhang Ziruo's health is."

"This child's life is really hard. He got this disease at a young age. What's so miraculous is that he has to survive until now. His mental quality must be very strong."

"What a pity, he has lost his only relative now. His life is too hard. I hope he can create miracles and overcome the disease like his brother."

Zhang Ziruo is the name of Zhang Ziling's younger brother.

Listening to Shi Hongwei's heartfelt words, even though he was a doctor, he had already separated from life and death, this did not mean that his heart would become cold.

Instead, Shi Hongwei felt that life is precious and never gave up on any patient.

Zhang Ziling's eyes moved.

What can save lives is not just medicine, but more importantly, it is inseparable from persistence in fighting the disease.

The young doctor said seriously: "Director, Zhang Ziruo has not lost his relatives, he will persist with Zhang Ziruo and win this battle."

"What?!" Shi Hongwei raised his head in surprise.

"Director, look at who this is!" The young doctor smiled and moved away from his position.

The moment Shi Hongwei saw Zhang Ziling, he stood up from the sofa and said incoherently: "This...Isn't this Brother Zhang?"

The young doctor also said excitedly: "It's Brother Zhang, he is not dead!"

Shi Hongwei said with a confused look on his face: "What's going on? I'm old and my head is a little too hard to turn."

The young doctor explained: "In a word, Brother Zhang and his team waited for reinforcements from the army at the critical moment. They have all escaped from the Warring States tomb safely!"

This is also the reason why the young doctor just learned through the explanations of several netizens in the live broadcast room.

Shi Hongwei suddenly realized, "It's fine."

As he said that, he walked to Zhang Ziling and said with an excited look: "Brother Zhang, introduce yourself. My name is Shi Hongwei, the director of the Fourth Medical Hospital of Longcheng. I have been intimate with you for a long time."

Shi Hongwei, who was in a high position, spoke in an extremely respectful tone when facing Zhang Ziling.

If this scene falls into the eyes of those high-ranking officials in Longcheng, you will be scared to death!
Chapter completed!