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The sky had cleared up and the washed clothes were almost dry. The two put on their wrinkled clothes and thanked the uncle.

The uncle handed the trekking pole to Gong Cheng.

"Although the weather has cleared up, there is still a lot of silt and mud on the steps. You still have to be careful not to fall when you go down the mountain."

"I don't have any extra trekking poles. One of you holds the pole and the other holds the other's hand. Walk slowly on the road," the uncle advised.

"I understand uncle, thank you for today." Tao Zhi said.

"Or I should go with you and take you down, or you can wait until the stairs are dry before going down tomorrow," the uncle said worriedly.

"No need, uncle. We will be careful." Tao Zhi said and waved to the uncle with a smile.

After saying goodbye to the uncle, the two walked down the mountain. Just as the uncle said, there was mud visible on the steps.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, the trekking pole made Gong Cheng more stable. Tao Zhi pouted and took Gong Cheng's arm, and the two of them went down the stairs tremblingly and cautiously, like a pair of elderly couple.

During the performance, Tao Zhi slipped several times, and he slid smoothly on the spot like a quick-learned street dance, and he was able to survive only because of Gong Cheng's unbreakable arm.

Tao Zhi was still marveling at how well-trained the small muscles on Gong Cheng's arms were, and that he hadn't fallen down because of him. However, he didn't know that veins on Gong Cheng's arms were bulging, and Tao Zhi's teeth were almost broken from trying so hard to pull him down.

After going through numerous trials and tribulations, the two finally made it down the mountain unscathed.

Of course, eighty of the eighty-one difficulties were caused by Tao Zhi slipping, and one was caused by Gong Cheng's arm cramping under the heavy load, and he almost failed to hold Tao Zhi, who was about to take off on the spot.

His tense nerves relaxed, and Tao Zhi's stomach cooperated very well to make its presence felt, gurgling a lot.

"Let's go, let's make an iron pot to stew the goose." Tao Zhi said as he walked forward.

Gong Cheng behind him suddenly remembered something.

Mr. Wang hasn't taken any medicine since yesterday noon. As a man with a terminal illness, he definitely cannot stop taking the medicine.

"I'll take you back first." Gong Cheng said with a frown.

Upon hearing this, Tao Zhi turned around and looked at Gong Cheng with an expression that said, "I'll give you a chance. Look into my eyes and reorganize your words."

"Go back and change your clothes first." Gong Cheng tried to give Tao Zhi a way out to take the medicine.

Tao Zhi's mouth twitched when he heard this.

"What kind of noble goose is this? I have to change my clothes to show respect when I go to eat it?" Tao Zhi complained.

Gong Cheng opened his mouth to say more, but Tao Zhi interrupted him.

"You're being long-winded."

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm so hungry that I'm about to die. Why do I care about my appearance?"

Tao Zhi said this and walked forward with his head down. Seeing that Tao Zhi looked in good spirits, Gong Cheng guessed that he didn't need to take the medicine in a hurry, so he had no choice but to follow him.

The two found the nearest store and went in. As soon as Tao Zhigang sat down, he ordered a large portion of stewed goose in an iron pot.

"Our large portion is for three to four people. Are you sure you want to order a large portion for two people?" the waiter asked attentively.

"Okay, okay. Give me another portion of yellow noodle pancake, one portion of flower steamed bun, one portion of frozen tofu, and one portion of wide rice noodles. Oh, and two trays of soup dumplings to fill your stomach first." Tao Zhi said.

Gong Cheng was a little stunned when he saw Tao Zhi ordering food.

The two of them swept through the bowl in whirlwind. When Gong Cheng looked up, he saw that the bones on the edge of Tao Zhi's bowl were more than twice as many as his own. He was a little dazed for a moment.

Can a patient have such a good appetite?

Tao Zhi burped, and he had almost finished eating. Ge You lay down on the chair, his whole body limp, his hands resting on his rounded belly, exuding a sense of laziness after a full meal and a drink.

After Gong Cheng paid the bill, the two went to the parking lot.

Gong Cheng glanced at Tao Zhi's rosy cheeks and felt inexplicably strange.

My husband seems to have never been sick. He has never been unwell when he is in the company. His appetite has always been good. The only thing that seems to be related to illness is that he can sleep very well.

It seemed that the only time my husband took three days of sick leave was when I saw what he looked like when he had an attack.

An absurd idea emerged in Gong Cheng's mind, a subversive idea that would overturn all the conditions he knew.

In a trance, Gong Cheng's mind flashed with the uncle's words.

He said, "Say whatever you want to say, do whatever you want to do. Young people don't have so many things to consider, so just act rashly first."

Gong Cheng felt a pain in his heart and an impulse rose in his chest.

Tao Zhi opened the car door and just raised one leg to step in when Gong Cheng behind him suddenly grabbed his arm. He fell backwards unsteadily and fell into Gong Cheng's arms.

Tao Zhi came out of Gong Cheng's arms angrily, put his hands on his hips and looked at Gong Cheng.

"What's wrong with you?" Tao Zhi grinned.

Gong Cheng lowered his eyes and fell silent. He clenched his fists so tightly that his fingertips pricked his palms and caused pain.

What will be the result of asking?

Did the gentleman use the method of playing dumb to avoid the topic? Or did he just push himself away again.

Gong Cheng raised his eyebrows, stars flashed in his eyes, and his heart beat loudly.

After taking a deep breath, Gong Cheng finally made up his mind and opened his mouth.

"Sir, can you tell me what disease you have?" Gong Cheng asked seriously.