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Watching the staff leaving, Jiang Feng tidied up his clothes, put on his mask and walked around the sanatorium.    

    

The nursing homes were all small, detached buildings. Each building had a staff member who took care of the patients inside twenty-four hours a day.    

    

It was said that the owner of the sanatorium was not People of Chu Prefecture, but he was very strong and that the cost here was terrifying. The daily cost was 50,000 yuan, not including the cost of treatment, but the medical facilities here were comparable to any other hospital.    

    

Jiang Feng sneaked into the Southern Bamboo Forest while no one was around.    

    

This place could be said to be the best place in the entire sanatorium. Of course, the daily consumption was also higher, but the people living in the bamboo forest could enjoy the best care and treatment.    

    

The moment Jiang Feng entered the bamboo forest, he heard curses and the sound of things falling.    

    

"Zheng, let me warn you, if you get those doctors to inject me endlessly, then get out from here."    

    

Jiang Feng seemed to be an old man in his sixties or seventies. Although he expressed his rejection of treatment, Jiang Feng could tell from the old man's voice that he was unwilling.    

    

Jiang Feng followed the path in the bamboo forest all the way to the end.    

    

What he saw was a huge pond. There were many lotus flowers blossoming inside, and he could even see groups of carp swimming around inside. On one side of the pond was the mountain wall of Tianmu Mountain, and there was a stream flowing into the pond.    

    

In front of the pond was a small three-story building. The building wasn't big, but it had a simple and unadorned appearance, and the sound of cursing came from inside the building.    

    

"Old Master Hwa, I can't make this decision, so don't make it difficult for me. You should cooperate with the treatment, we won't harm you."    

    

"And your own body, you know best. Without active treatment, it can easily worsen."    

    

"How can you give up on yourself? We juniors all want to see you recover and continue to lead us."    

    

Jiang Feng knew that the person who spoke was the Zheng that the old man spoke of.    

    

Don't tell me so much. I understand my own situation the best. Let me be like a little mouse here, and let those people come and go.    

    

After Old Master Hwa finished speaking, he coughed a few times, which frightened Zheng.    

    

"Old Master Hwa, you can't go on like this, you haven't received treatment in two days, if you don't let the doctor come here, then how do you expect me to explain it to the higher-ups? Listen to my advice, stop arguing with the doctors, they also want to find a better treatment method."    

    

Zheng said worriedly.    

    

"Don't mention those useless doctors, if they could cure me, would I still need to suffer here? It's all useless stuff. It's better to die than to let them prick us everyday. It's not like we have to suffer so much every day. "    

    

"I have decided. From today onwards, I will not receive any more treatment. I will die here."    

    

Old Master Hwa's tone was firm and unquestionable.    

    

"No, even if you disobey my orders, I must make you receive treatment today. If you want to punish me, you have to wait until after the treatment."    

    

"When the time comes, I'll let you deal with me as you wish."    

    

Old Master Hwa widened his eyes. Zheng had been by his side for many years. He never expected that Zheng would dare to disobey his order.    

    

"I'm going against you, are you going to rebel?"    

    

"In the end, it's up to me to decide, or it's up to you. You even dare to disobey my orders now."    

    

"Do you think I'm old and useless, and can't control you anymore?"    

    

Old Master Hwa's voice became even louder and he spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

"Old Master Hwa, Old Master Hwa, how are you?"    

    

"Hurry up and call the doctor. What are you waiting for?"    

    

Zheng ordered his subordinates behind him.    

    

At the same time, Jiang Feng also walked to the entrance of the house.    

    

The few of them looked at Jiang Feng, feeling a bit confused.    

    

Outsiders were usually not allowed to enter this place, so it was indeed abnormal for Jiang Feng to be here.    

    

Jiang Feng took out a needle bag from his pocket.    

    

"I'm the doctor here, hurry up and let me in to treat the patient."    

    

The situation was urgent, so they didn't have time to think anymore. They could only invite Jiang Feng into the house to treat Wu Tie.    

    

Jiang Feng also saw the person he was looking for, but what Jiang Feng did not expect was that the former Chinese Army's War God, Hwa Zhongtian, was now an old man. If Jiang Feng was not mistaken, Hwa Zhongtian should be in his fifties, an old man.    

    

However, the current Hwa Zhongtian looked like an old man, how could one see his heroic figure that once shook the battlefield. It seemed that in the years he disappeared, he was always tormented by sickness and sickness.    

    

Jiang Feng didn't expect the war god of his generation to be like this.    

    

Jiang Feng had always wanted soldiers since he was young, but how could his profession be accepted by the army?    

    

Seeing Hwa Zhongtian like this, Jiang Feng was also a little upset.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian was sitting on the recliner. His hair had mostly fallen out, his face had lost all its lustre, his eyes were puffy, his lips were purple, and he looked very sick.    

    

"Doctor, hurry up and treat Old Master Hwa. Since Old Master Hwa's condition is getting worse, quickly think of something."    

    

Zheng looked at Jiang Feng and said unhappily.    

    

Zheng understood Liu Wei's idea. As a warlord of this generation, Liu Wei now faced only medicine and needles everyday. Even if it was placed on an ordinary person, it would crumble after a long time, not to mention a person like Liu Wei who was like a dragon and phoenix.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian was lying on the recliner, breathing heavily. When he saw Jiang Feng walking in to treat himself, he abruptly stood up from the recliner.    

    

He reached out his shriveled hand and pointed at Jiang Feng.    

    

"Get lost, I'm not accepting your treatment. I'd rather be hit by a gun than be pierced like a hedgehog."    

    

Jiang Feng looked at the former God of War helplessly.    

    

"Old Master Hwa, don't be angry anymore. Your body can no longer tolerate your stubbornness. Just accept the treatment of the doctor."    

    

Zheng tried his best to persuade them, while his subordinates tried to persuade him.    

    

"Old Master Hwa, just listen to Brother Zheng, don't torture yourself anymore. You've been fighting the disease for so many years, are you really going to admit defeat?"    

    

"All of you shut up, I've had enough of living like this, the current me is no different from a dead person. Today, don't try to persuade me, just let me die here, I would rather die with my dead subordinates than to continue living here."    

    

Hwa Zhongtian took a step forward, but he was too weak to even stand up, let alone walk.    

    

His body staggered and he fell to the ground.