Wu Tianping erupted in laughter, clutching his sides and pointing at Gu Juncheng as he limped away. Gu Juncheng was speechless. So was the doctor. Meanwhile, to give the two men some privacy, Lin Qingping had stepped out into the small courtyard of the hospital wing. A lone persimmon tree stood in the courtyard, its fruit having already ripened and fallen, leaving its branches bare. When Xiao Tian