He Hui felt that everything was fate and a definite number!

Poverty, rich, sickness, health...

The man in his eighties was moved to the hospital bed.

All around were caring eyes.

He understands.

Before I was seventy, it was a burden to my family, and even my grandson didn’t like to be with me.

The villagers said that they were not sociable, an old farmer, and wanted to be a painter.

But when I draw it, everything changes!

He Hui felt that God treated him well.

I will be content in this life.

Hand hurts?

He is not that pretentious.

When you reach eighty, you can pretend to be confused.

They are clear about it.

I am the money tree and political bargaining chip for this group of people.

Therefore, He Hui painted very little.

Literati have backbone.

He has, too.

Now, it's time for me to take a break.

"Director Liang, save my dad! When he gets done, I'll give you a painting!" That's what He Hui's son said.

Liang Xiong nodded and smiled indefyingly: "I'll do my best!"

The leaders around were also staring at Liang Xiong.

"Director Liang, He Hui must save him well. He is so important..."

"Yes, Director Liang, please, thank you very much in the future!"

...

All kinds of words rang in Liang Xiong's ears.

Liang Xiong dealt with it one by one, as if he was familiar with it.

"Director Zhao, come with me!" Liang Xiong said to Zhao Nan of Xinshi People's Hospital.

When Zhao Nan heard this, he nodded quickly and the group went straight to the operating room.

They need to perform contrast detection in advance.

After clarifying the patient's condition, the operation will be performed.

He Hui did not say a word throughout the whole process until he entered the operating room and when Zhao Nan and Liang Xiong were changing clothes.

Zhao Nan then said, "Director Liang, don't be prejudiced against Mr. He, others are really good!"

Liang Xiong was stunned for a moment.

He looked at Zhao Nan, full of future.

Zhao Nan sighed, smiled bitterly, and shook his head: "Director Liang, I am also a doctor. Although I am not as good as you, I have seen many human relationships and worldly styles!"

"I have seen you just now, and I have seen you. After all, I am five or six years older than you."

Zhao Nan is fifty-six years old this year, while Liang Xiong is only fifty years old.

"Actually, the old man didn't want to find a relationship."

"When he came to the hospital, he had atrial fibrillation and fell into a coma. When he woke up again, he thought he was going to die!"

"Tell me secretly that the doctor told him that he had written it and it was in his pocket!"

"He doesn't let others touch his pockets."

"Before the operation, he was worried that he would not be able to get off the operating table, so he asked me to see the doctor's order."

"He never thought of using his privileges to dominate or ask you to give him surgery. When he entered the hospital, he was ready to die!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Nan sighed: "This is really an ordinary old man."

"As such a high value, a painting is worth millions or tens of millions, but a piece of clothing costs less than a hundred yuan."

"His doctor's advice said that he had hidden ten paintings, and wanted to donate five paintings to the National Museum, sell five paintings, let the roads in a village be repaired, and build a few more schools..."

After hearing Zhao Nan's words, Liang Xiong was stunned!

He was a little moved.

Is there really such a person?

The two changed their clothes and entered the operating room.

He Hui opened his eyes and felt a little turbid. He looked at Liang Xiong and couldn't help laughing. His smile was simple and simple.

This smile made Liang Xiong believe it eighty!

"Please trouble you, expert..." He Hui said with a smile. He didn't know Liang Xiong's name, but he knew that the province would definitely find him the most powerful doctor!

So, he called an expert.

Liang Xiong smiled: "Only you can call yourself a home!"

He Hui sighed: "I am just a farmer, and I can draw some flowers, birds, fish and insects..."

"When I was a child, I grew up in the village, and when I went out to work, I would paint my hometown..."

"Why……"

"I won't lose money in this life!"

He Hui said a few words and then closed his mouth because he saw that Liang Xiong had already started to check.

Half an hour later, the film was released after the inspection.

Liang Xiong breathed a sigh of relief after watching it carefully.

Seeing this, Zhao Nan looked happy: "Can you do it?"

Liang Xiong nodded: "It should be possible!"

He Hui smiled: "Expert, you have no psychological burden, don't treat me as a painter. I won't blame you for your success or failure!"

"Although I don't know medicine, I know... I'm the same as painting, and it's impossible to draw every time."

Seeing He Hui so calm, Liang Xiong couldn't help but smile and said, "Old man, don't worry, the operation is fine!"

After saying that, Liang Xiong went to arrange the operation.

Because everyone was prepared in advance, everyone went smoothly.

At this time, five hours have passed since the onset of the disease.

Although it can recover within twelve hours,... after nerve necrosis, it may have little impact on ordinary people.

But for a painter, it's different!

Liang Xiong also wants to do this surgery.

Everything is ready.

There are many people in the operating room.

At this time, a large group of people gathered in the office outside to wait for the operation to begin.

They have He Hui's family, officials, leaders... but there are no doctors.

They can't understand the operation, but they want to see success.

Zhu Qian did not accompany them, he had very important things to do, and Tan Liguo was accompanying them.

Because I have checked in advance, no more of these needs to be done.

However, there is something that Liang Xiong needs to do in person.

He took the notice and found the patient's family and said seriously:

"The surgery is risky, the elderly are also old, and have wind and heart disease, atrial fibrillation... the most dangerous situation is..."

All these situations need to be informed one by one, even if the patient is unhappy after hearing this.

He Hui's son and leaders said with a smile:

"Director Liang will definitely have no problem!"

"Yes, Director Liang is the director of West China, a top doctor involved in China. If you can't do it well, no one can do it well!"
To be continued...