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"What's wrong with Master?" Ji Shi strode in.

The old man, who was holding a comic book and reading it with relish with his legs crossed, ignoring the muttering of his apprentice next to him, shuddered and looked stiffly in the direction of the sound. The arrogance he had just shown was extinguished in an instant, as if he had met a natural enemy and suddenly wilted.

He glared at Tang Long, speaking with his eyes, "Didn't I tell you not to tell anyone?"

Tang Long waved his hand innocently, "I didn't tell Junior Brother that."

Chu Wei looked at Fu Tingli who was standing next to Ji Shi, "Did you say that?"

Ji Shi stood in front of Fu Tingli, "Master."

"Oh, my little disciple, you miss your master so much. Come here quickly and let your master see if you have lost weight." Chu Wei's expression changed quickly and he waved at Ji Shi with a smile.

Ji Shi frowned, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm not sick. Look, I'm fine." Chu Wei threw down the comic book and jumped off the bed. "Master is in good health."

Ji Shi's tears suddenly fell.

The three people in the ward were in a panic in an instant, some were looking for tissues, some were hugging others, and some were comforting others.

"Master is really fine, don't cry, my disciple. Mr. Fu, did you bully my disciple?" Chu Wei looked at Fu Tingli angrily.

Ji Shi pursed his lips to hold back his tears, "Master, please don't change the subject. I'm crying because of you. What disease do you have? Why did you hide it from me?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Chu Wei could only sigh and say, "It's not a serious illness. Master is just old and has Alzheimer's disease."

Ji Shi was stunned and his tears fell even harder.

Alzheimer's disease, that is, Master will slowly forget them and won't remember any of them...

"Okay, okay, it's just a suspicion now, not confirmed yet." Tang Long said hurriedly, blaming Chu Wei, "Master, can you please not speak half of your words? Look at how my junior brother is crying."

Ji Shi sniffed, "Not confirmed yet?"

"We just had a checkup this morning, and the results haven't come out yet." Tang Long said, "We came here yesterday, and Master refused to tell us what happened to him. It was only this morning that he suddenly let it slip, so we dragged him in for a checkup."

Ji Shi finally stopped crying and asked, "When will the results come out?"

Tang Long looked at Fu Tingli, "What's the result? Didn't you just go to get the result?"

Fu Tingli rubbed Ji Shi's curly hair and said, "The doctor said it's OK, it's not Alzheimer's."

The room was silent for a moment, and then Chu Wei's doubtful voice was heard, "The doctor must have made a mistake. I have Alzheimer's disease. I diagnosed it myself a few years ago."

"A few years ago..." Ji Shi grasped the key point in his words and looked at the master he had been looking for for many years, "So, Master, do you think you have Alzheimer's disease, so you suddenly disappeared?"

Tang Long also realized it later, "Master, you are not so naive, are you?"

Chu Wei's Adam's apple rolled a few times, "How is it possible?"

Ji Shi took a deep breath, came to Chu Wei, and said in a calmer voice than ever before, "Put out your hand."

Chu Wei instantly became like a quail, stretching out his hand obediently, not daring to say a word.

Tang Long gave a thumbs up, as expected, he is still a good junior brother.

The master is only so well-behaved in front of his junior fellow apprentice. In front of him... he is like a stubborn and opinionated patriarch.