On the Linping Expressway, a business bread was speeding at a very fast speed.

Zhang Shidong was very upset and held a cigarette in his mouth: "Mom, you are so immoral. I am still at work. It's a few dozen yuan a hour, so I can't afford to delay it."

Zhao Ya, who was standing beside her, smiled secretly, pretending to be a dog-legged person and leaned over to give him a massage: "Okay, at worst, I'll reimburse you."

Zhou Tongren, the director of the central hospital sitting in front, smiled and said, "Xiao Zhang, how about you come to our hospital and I will give you the treatment of a visiting professor?"

Kong Mei glared at her son: "Director, don't pay attention to him. It's just Xiaoya who is used to him. Look, now you are sitting or standing. There is no standing position. There is also a job. Don't think I don't know what you guys are doing. That place is for raising the old man. I guess the company's leaders wish you never go to work, and they care whether you take leave or not?"

Zhang Shidong was full of bodies, lying on Zhao Ya's legs, raised his feet and pedaled the roof of the car, and put out the cigarette butts: "Forget it, I only know how much I have. Don't give me too much hope, I just go and take a look."

The Zhou, who had excellent qualifications and status, personally took action. He mobilized famous doctors from Yanjing and all over the province to gather in Linhu for consultation. The treatment for several consecutive days was unsuccessful. Zhou was a dead horse as a living horse. Thinking of the magical acupuncture technique, he talked to Kong Mei when he set off. When he found out that it was the old man, Kong Mei stopped the car downstairs of Huazhan Building without saying a word, and "tied" Zhang Shidong to go straight to Linhu.

"I'm not sure about the human brain. Forget it, just think it's a trip to the provincial capital." After muttering, Zhang Shidong turned over, closed his eyes, and enjoyed Zhao Ya's increasingly professional massage.

"Xiaoya, you are too spoiled by him. Look at what he is now." Kong Mei said this, and she was extremely happy. Who is a mother who doesn't want her future daughter-in-law to be obedient to her son?

Zhao Ya raised her head and smiled, disagreed. Her temperament became more and more cold. Outsiders saw this side of her, while Kong Mei could see whether she had or did Zhang Shidong's two sides. Zhang Shidong saw a weak girl who was completely dominated by men in the spiritual world of love.

In the conference room of Linhu People's Hospital, cardiovascular experts from Yanjing gathered together, looking through the information in their hands, looking at the EEG and EKG in the slides on the wall, frowned and said nothing. Professor Cao Tianfang, the most authoritative cardiovascular expert in China, sat closest to the slide, tilting his head, his eyebrows were deeply locked, and an unconcealable feeling of fatigue appeared at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

"What do you think of me?"

Cao Tianfang has a national face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he still has a strong voice over 60 years old. Five years ago, he was the famous Cao Yidao at home and abroad. With his age and his energy loss when he was young, his hands were no longer as stable as before. He had to bid farewell to the operating table for some academic research. With the recovery of his cultivation, his long-cherished wish of doing an operation for one or two months was achieved, which also made Cao Tianfang even more famous. Many powerful people spared no money to ask Professor Cao for surgery. Those who could get him out of Yanjing and study treatment almost sleeplessly. The energy of the surgery plan for three days is immeasurable.

There are many opinions, but none of them are effective. They express their opinions but are finally helpless. The chances of success of craniotomy surgery are no more than 20%. If the craniotomy is not treated with conservative treatment, although the oral and eye skewed and unfavorable oral discomfort will become more and more serious, it can guarantee the continuation of life for at least half a year to a year.

When Zhou Tongren led Kong Mei and others to the Special Care Unit of the People's Hospital, the patients' families gathered in the corridor, with more than a dozen men, women, young and old, and each of them had a sad face. The leader of an old man in a general uniform saw Zhou Tongren, squeezed out a smile, and took big steps: "Brother Zhou, let you go this trip."

Obviously, Mr. Zhou was very familiar with the people present. After comforting him for a few words, he began to ask about his condition. Only then did Zhang Shidong realize who was lying inside.

Zhou Tongren's teacher decades ago, former Minister of Education, the only true education master who served as presidents at Yenching University, Shuimu University, and Mingzhu University, and a true top figure in the academic school. He has been the vice minister for many years. It is no exaggeration to describe him. During the Chinese New Year, the threshold of Xue's hometown is definitely the least utilitarian and the most visitors. The old man devoted his life to education, and he still led students when he was the principal. For decades, if his students made a list, they dare not boast. At least 10% of the top elites in China either directly or indirectly called him a teacher.

Originally, Zhang Shidong had a little resistance when he came here, but when he knew that the other party was Xue Guo Lao Xue, his eyes were filled with deep respect. He was an old man who truly devoted his life to this country and the nation. He was upright all his life and never opened a back door for his children. The old man returned to his roots and gave up his generous life in Yanjing and chose to return to his hometown Beihai, enjoying the pastoral life of pure farmers, living in the suburbs, growing vegetables on a small yard, and enjoying it.

Such an old man never bent over even in the turmoil era, but now he has to bow his head completely in the face of the disease. Zhang Shidong secretly decided that if he needed himself and could really help, he would not hesitate, not for anything else, just for the chalk dust that the old man inhaled throughout his life.

Cao Tianfang gave the final result. Craniotomy was very dangerous. If it was not done, it would be possible to maintain a period of life. He asked the old man’s eldest son, Xue Jianjun, the major general who had shaken hands with Tongren Zhou, to discuss with his family that he would decide as soon as possible. The old man was in a very bad condition.

Xue Jianjun looked at his younger brothers and sisters and juniors with a bad look. As children, they should do their best to make the old man live a hundred years old, but if this is at the cost of his hemiplegia and incontinence, his memory declines, they really want to try it out, which is less than 20% of the success rate.

Fan Ren Zhou knew that Zhang Shidong was too young to convince the public, so he quietly pulled Xue Jianjun aside and whispered a few times.

"What, just him, I can't joke about my dad's life. I don't believe that such a young boy can save our dad." Xue Jianjun discussed with his younger brother and sister. Before he could finish his words, Xue Koiru, who is currently working for the State Grid Beihai Power Company, immediately exploded. As the only child living by the old man, Xue Koiru watched her father suffer pain and lying on the hospital bed. She could not allow anyone to increase his father's pain without any confidence.

Xue Jianshe, the second son who served as vice principal in Yanjing, also shook his head, feeling that it was really a joke to let a young man who was still stinky to treat his father with acupuncture.

Xue Cuirong, the youngest daughter who works in a military research institute, also disagreed. The four brothers and sisters inherited the appearance characteristics of their father. Put them together, they looked like a family with a round face and big forehead. By the third generation, this characteristic was also preserved. Xue Lin, the son of the eldest grandson Xue Jianjun, stared at Zhang Shidong, and could not believe that this guy who was younger than him could save his grandfather.

Cao Tianfang also knew Fanren Zhou. Although he also felt that things were a bit nonsense, he knew about Fanren Zhou. This was definitely not a targeted person. He would never bring people here without any confidence. He secretly asked the People's Hospital to call a few Chinese medicine doctors, especially those who are good at acupuncture. He carefully considered this young man. Cao Tianfang knew Mr. Xue's disease very well. He had been searching for famous doctors before. Traditional Chinese medicine was put on the table early on, but it had not had any significant effect over the years. Acupuncture was useful, but at most it was to relieve nerve tremor and body perception. It was absolutely impossible to be more effective than Western medicine.

Soon, Cao Tianfang's idea was confirmed. Several Chinese medicine doctors only used a few questions, which made Zhou Tongren reveal the true form of the so-called famous doctor. He was not a Chinese medicine doctor at all. He also mentioned how to use acupuncture to save the old man.

Xue Cuiru's words became unpleasant: "Director Zhou, the old man has always said that you are upright and upright in your life. Our family will not seek medical treatment even if you are in a hurry. Humph!"

As the commander of the main reconnaissance battalion, Xue Linna was also as fierce as a fire. When she saw Zhang Shidong unable to answer the question, she was furious and rushed forward to grab his neck and threw the liar out: "You dare to come to us to cheat, believe it or not, I will kill you."

Bang, Zhang Shidong grabbed Xue Lin's wrist and said coldly: "Don't believe it."
Chapter completed!