The sweet life of sick beauty in the 1970s

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When Fang Zhiyi was very young, several doctors in South City said that she might not live past 20. This was known to everyone in the family except Fang Zhiyi. Later, her parents were unwilling to give up and took her to several cities, but the results were not good. The best they could say was that if she took better care of herself, she might live longer, but they didn't give a specific time, as if it all depended on fate.

Even so, the family didn't give up. Of course, the family would not easily mention this topic again, and they were trying their best to make the sister live happily.

Because in everyone's opinion, if the sister was not mentioned, she would be fine forever.

So what Mr. Zhou said today was really like a huge rock thrown into the calm lake. Of course, it was not a bad shock, but it broke the outer shell pretending to be peaceful and brought the light of hope.

Fang Zhishu originally thought that it was just Mr. Zhou's polite words, so he asked seriously after sending the person out, and he also told him about his younger sister's childhood.

After all, there is a huge difference between 20 and 80.

"Mr. Zhou, I am not questioning your medical skills, but mainly because my younger sister's situation is quite special..." He told Mr. Zhou about his sister's situation from birth to now, including how many doctors she had seen.

After listening to Fang Zhishu's words, Mr. Zhou did not think that he doubted his medical skills, but he felt that his diagnosis results were very different.

"Counselor Fang, I dare not say anything else, but I have never made a wrong diagnosis in my many years of medical practice. Your little sister's current physical condition is definitely not what you said. We know that she did have some problems in the womb after she was born, but as she grows older, her pulse is now very healthy after being nursed at home."

Mr. Zhou paused and continued, "The little girl's pulse is like a clear and smooth stream, calm and rhythmic. In our opinion, such a vigorous and elastic pulse is very healthy. I don't know why the little girl was diagnosed with a short life span before, but from now on, this conclusion will be changed."

His voice is calm, simple but powerful.

Fang Zhishu knew Mr. Zhou. If he said there was no problem, then there was no problem. He even deserved a compliment that dared to compete with King Yan.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou." Fang Zhishu suppressed his excitement and said.

Mr. Zhou smiled and shook his head, "No need to thank me. It's the little girl's own blessing. The result of your family's love and care. The old man didn't do anything."

When Fang Zhishu got the news that his little sister was so healthy, he was not only happy and relieved, but also wanted to tell his parents the news as soon as possible. His parents had tried their best to take care of his little sister's health over the years.

Even if he was in the far north, he never let go of his worries. How happy would they be if they knew that his little sister was completely healthy?

He wanted to call his parents immediately, but he was afraid that he would not be able to speak clearly without organizing his words, so he simply waited until the evening and took out a pen and paper, and turned Zhou Lao's words and everything that happened to his younger sister after she came from the south city to the border into gentle words on the tip of the pen.

Letters are the most warm and romantic existence in any era. Even with the telephone for instant communication, letters still do not end, because they will make people calm down and tell all their happiness, so that the reader can feel the mood when he writes the letter.