After the divorce, she picked up a big brother as a spare tire

Hearing the old man's dejected words, a burst of pity rose in Lu Wanqing's heart.

When I hadn't transmigrated into this body, I once saw a veteran on the battlefield.

The veteran was already terminally ill at the time, but every time he saw his comrades in arms, he looked at them with a smile on his face and always said something to encourage them.

I don't know why, the old man clearly said something depressing, but it just reminded Lu Wanqing of that veteran.

Heartbroken, she stepped forward a few steps, sat on the side of the hospital bed, and grasped the wrinkled hand of the old man.

The old man's palms were dripping with sweat, but his fingertips were terribly cold.

As soon as he touched the old man's hand, Lu Wanqing frowned immediately, and there was a trace of hesitation in his heart.

She instinctively looked up at the nurse.

A little panic flashed in the latter's eyes, he turned his head away for a moment, avoided Lu Wanqing's sight, immediately looked outside the ward, and whispered to Lu Wanqing and Bai Jinglong: "I'm right outside, you two can call me if you need help."

After speaking, the nurse left without looking back.

While walking around the bed, the nurse accidentally kicked over the water basin next to the bed, and the water spilled all over the floor.

Lu Wanqing told the nurse to go out and wait, and went to the bathroom to get a mop.

As soon as he came out, he saw Bai Jinglong sitting beside the bed, with his legs crossed, a notebook on his lap, a pen in his hand, and he was carefully recording something.

He remembered being happy, but the old man on the bed looked uncomfortable, obviously cramped and embarrassed, restless.

"Apart from occasional drowsiness, are there any other symptoms?" Bai Jinglong looked at the old man and asked in a stiff voice.

The old man opened his mouth halfway, but was unable to speak for a long time.

Seeing this, Lu Wanqing stepped forward quickly, and said to Bai Jinglong while mopping the floor: "The old man is not feeling well, and he is getting old again. Are you interrogating the illness or the prisoner?"

Bai Jinglong closed the notebook with a click, stood up suddenly, and glared at Lu Wanqing: "Lu Wanqing, I don't need you to tell me what to do. What? Do you want me to fall twice in the same place?"

It turned out that Bai Jinglong believed that the reason why he lost last time was entirely because he didn't know much about the case, which gave Lu Wanqing the upper hand.

Therefore, before Bai Jinglong came here today, he secretly decided that no matter what, he must fully understand the various conditions of the case, and he will never make the same mistake again!

Lu Wanqing looked at Bai Jinglong's seriousness, and even showed anger when she heard her persuasion. She simply ignored Bai Jinglong and only cared about her own business.

Lu Wanqing mopped the floor and took the mop back to the bathroom. When she came out again, she saw Bai Jinglong was still sitting on the chair, but the old man on the bed had already turned his head away from him, apparently extremely tired of his nagging questions.

Seeing this, Lu Wanqing stepped forward, pulled a chair and sat opposite Bai Jinglong.

She happened to be face to face with the old man.

Because of Lu Wanqing's actions just now, the old man had a good impression of her.

Seeing her sitting opposite him at this moment, he immediately raised the corners of his lips, a faint smile appeared on his vicissitudes face.

Lu Wanqing smiled back, reached out to hold the old man's wrist, and gently rubbed the back of his hand with her palm, pausing for a moment every time she touched his wrist, and rubbing it twice gently.

Lu Wanqing's strength was just right, and the old man soon showed a relaxed expression, heaved a sigh of relief, and there was more joy on his old face.

"Is there anything wrong with the old man?" Lu Wanqing took the opportunity to ask.

Her question is actually similar to Bai Jinglong's question, and the fundamental purpose is to ask about the old man's illness.

But with the previous foreshadowing, the old man was obviously not so resistant to Lu Wanqing's question.

Hearing her question, the old man just showed a little more helpless expression, shook his head slightly, pointed to his throat with some difficulty, and his voice became even hoarse: "Sometimes, I can't speak."

In fact, hearing the old man's hoarse voice just now, Lu Wanqing already had a guess in his heart.

Hearing what the old man said at this moment, she just confirmed what she thought in her heart.

"Can't speak?" Bai Jinglong took the old man's words anxiously, and put one hand on the old man's shoulder, "Why can't speak? The throat is dry or the root of the tongue is hard."

The old man frowned and shook his body back and forth a few times, wanting Bai Jinglong to let go.

However, Bai Jinglong didn't realize what he had done wrong, he still held onto the old man's shoulder relentlessly, and continued to ask nervously, "What's wrong with you talking?"

"Bai Jinglong!" Lu Wanqing couldn't stand it anymore, pushed Bai Jinglong's hand away, stared at him and said in a deep voice, "Can't you see that the old man doesn't want to answer your question? What else do you have to ask?"

Bai Jinglong's eyes widened, and the hand pushed away by Lu Wanqing stopped in mid-air.

He stared at Lu Wanqing angrily, and wanted to say something, but when he met Lu Wanqing's angry eyes, all the words he said were swallowed abruptly, and finally he could only hum twice, turned his head away displeased, and focused on Just write it down in your own notebook and ignore Lu Wanqing.

Lu Wanqing gave Bai Jinglong a gouged look, and then said to the old man: "Old man, there are many reasons why you can't speak. Is it because your throat is uncomfortable, or are there other reasons?"

The old man clasped Lu Wanqing's wrist gratefully.

He pressed his hand on his throat, with tears in his eyes, fixedly looked at Lu Wanqing, opened his mouth, and said to Lu Wanqing in a hoarse voice: "It's the throat. I always feel that there is something in the throat."

Further proof of my guess!
Lu Wanqing caressed the old man's back to calm his emotions, and at the same time said softly: "Old man, I found that your palms are sweating a lot, but your fingers are always cold. Have you eaten anything recently?"

The old man was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand what Lu Wanqing was talking about.

Bai Jinglong on the opposite side sneered disdainfully: "Eating? That's just the usual manifestation of senile disease. Could it be something you ate? Did Master Lu pretend to be profound for too long, and he no longer knows how to diagnose and treat basic diseases gone?"

Lu Wanqing only glanced at Bai Jinglong, did not answer, but looked at the old man with a smile: "I will ask the nurse to sort out the food you have eaten recently, but they may not be able to cover everything, if you remember it yourself , Let the nurse tell me anytime."

The old man looked at Lu Wanqing in confusion, and after a long pause, he seemed to gradually understand what Lu Wanqing meant.

He nodded slowly and did not reply, but his eyes showed that he understood what Lu Wanqing meant.

Lu Wanqing smiled and said to the old man: "You take a rest, I'll go out and have a look."