"I think Yanyi makes a lot of sense," Zheng Feier murmured after hearing this.
Luo Kun pondered for a moment. "So, what do you plan to do?"
Zhu Yanyi smiled and tapped her head. "For now, I want to think it through and write a plan. I’m also looking for people who might help. No matter what, as a doctor, I don’t want future patients to get sick just because of a bad environment. That would be such a pity."
After Zhu Yanyi finished speaking, the other four looked at each other and nodded in unison. They had to admit that Zhu Yanyi was right. In this life, they too chose to live happily.
At nine o’clock, they slowly entered the Capital Second Hospital again. Although the Capital Second Hospital was not as prestigious as the Capital Hospital, it was still a key hospital with a high daily patient flow.
"Fan Enhua’s sister is in Ward 417 on the fourth floor of the inpatient department. Let’s go there," Hui Junlan said, remembering the room number from the files.
"Then let’s go directly," Ma Yaya said.
The inpatient department of the Capital Second Hospital was located in a six-story building on the east side. There were no elevators in the inpatient department yet, so they had to climb the stairs themselves. For Zhu Yanyi and the others, the fourth floor was not very high, so they climbed up easily.
They quickly found Ward 417. Peering in from the doorway, they immediately recognized the girl reading a book on the bed by the window at the far end. That must be Fan Junhua, Fan Enhua’s sister. At that moment, Fan Enhua was carefully peeling an apple for Fan Junhua. she handed it to her and said, "I’ll go get some water for you. Wash your feet in a while, and then I’ll take you for a walk downstairs."
"Brother, you don’t need to be so busy. It’s fine if I don’t wash my feet. You have classes, and it’s rare for you to have a day off. You’re already taking care of me," Fan Junhua said, feeling guilty for dragging Fan Enhua down.
Fan Enhua smiled and looked at Fan Junhua. "What nonsense are you talking? You’re my sister. If I don’t take care of you, who will? Don’t worry. I’ve found some information. Once I find that magical medical book, I will definitely cure you."
"Brother, please don’t commit sins for my sake, and don’t scheme against others," Fan Junhua said, her eyes glistening with tears.
"I’m living one day at a time. I’ve been living positively because I want my brother to never do things that harm others without benefiting himself." Fan Junhua sniffed.
"I know about the medical book you mentioned, but it hasn’t belonged to our Fan family for five hundred years. No matter what happened to our ancestors in the past, the book is no longer in our hands. We have no right to demand it back, and we can’t provide proof that it belongs to us."
Fan Junhua’s right hand tightly gripped Fan Enhua’s. "Brother, we shouldn’t covet things that don’t belong to us. Actually, I’m very content now. Every morning when I wake up and see a ray of sunlight through the window, I think, 'I’ve lived another day.' Life is short, maybe only a few decades. I might not live that long, but I live happily and calmly because I don’t feel guilty toward anyone. But Brother, what you’re doing now will make me feel guilty toward many people."
Fan Junhua looked seriously at Fan Enhua. "Brother, so that I won’t have regrets in my heart, please don’t think about that medical book anymore, okay?"