Peng Ling smiled and said, "Look at your group of young forces to rise up."

"I'm happy from the bottom of my heart!"

"You group of people are much better than us at that time."

"Whether it is ideas, clinical abilities, or scientific research skills, it is much better than us!"

Chen Cang hurriedly said, "It is all the foundation laid by Academician Peng and the old predecessors."

Peng Ling shook her head, deliberately sternly faced, and said with a smile with her teeth: "Even if you let Wang Zhongcheng live for another hundred years, he will not have the same future as you, I said."

"I'm not afraid that he will come to me."

"If you have strength, you have strength!"

"I am content if you can come to see me!"

"I tell you, I will make a profit if I live one more day now. Now I support my courage to live, and you are you!"

"I was lying on the bed and thinking, thinking about what new achievements will you have tomorrow?"

"I feel so happy when I think of this."

"I think I'll take a look and listen more. If I go on in the future, I can brag about Wang Zhongcheng and his group of people, telling them how great our children are now! How excellent!"

"Parkinson, we Chinese have conquered it!"

As he was talking, Mr. Peng Ling suddenly started coughing.

The coughing sound became louder and louder, and the breathing sound was louder and louder. With hissing sounds, the whole person seemed to feel a sense of pain of struggling on the edge of life and death!

To be honest, this is not the first time Chen Cang has seen a patient.

but……

This is the first time he has seen someone floating on the brink of life and death...

That's right!

The old man is really close to the end of the oil and the lamp is gone.

After finally calming down, the eyelids drooped deeper, and the toilet paper covering the mouth was covered with blood.

At this time, Chen Cang suddenly heard the system prompt sound!

[Ding! Mr. Peng Ling’s last wish helps the old man see the news of the rise of the motherland’s neurosurgery before his death!

Task requirements: Tip: There are no specific requirements for this task. Anyone who can improve my status in neurosurgery will be regarded as completing the task. The higher the task completion, the richer the reward!]

Chen Cang took a deep breath and took on the task without hesitation.

A violent cough consumed a lot of Mr. Peng Ling's physical strength. He lay on the bed and gasped in a little exhausted manner.

But a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Chen Cang held the old man and said seriously: "Academician Peng, come on, hold on for a while!"

“Every day you persist, you will see good news!”

"When you go down, you can show off your glory, just say that Chinese neurosurgery is very strong!"

Peng Ling gasped deeply, unable to fix her eyes, and even had a painful expression.

She still smiled and nodded: "Okay...good...good!"

"I'll stick to it!"

"I... wait for your good news every day!"

Chen Cang and others were not inconvenient to disturb Mr. Peng Ling anymore, so they were about to get up and leave.

At this time, Chen Cang suddenly turned around and said to Mr. Peng Ling: "Academician Peng, please open your eyes again and I will introduce a few people to you."

Peng Ling tried hard to open her eyes.

Chen Cang introduced: "His name is Wu Hui. From this year on, he has been the chairman of the World Federation of Neurosurgery!"

"His name is Yang Yi, and he will become an appraisal expert at the World Federation of Neurosurgery this year!"

"You have a good rest!"

Peng Ling was stunned for a moment. She was obviously a little surprised by Chen Cang's words.

President of the World Federation of Neurosurgery...

It's not that simple!

At this time, Huang Binhai suddenly stopped and said seriously to Peng Ling:

"Academician Peng, my name is Huang Binhai, I will work hard! In the future, I will have a place for the Vice Presidium of the World Federation of Neurosurgery!"

Chen Cang turned around and looked at Huang Binhai, very relieved.

And at the same time.

After coming out of the ward.

The smell on Wu Hui's body has changed.

There is a little more responsibility and a little more firmness.

Perhaps, there is something in this world that can be passed on.

It's not money, it's not knowledge.

But spirit!

Just like the soul that the Chinese nation has never gathered for thousands of years!

After leaving the ward.

Wang Xing sighed.

"Academician Peng may be at most one month!"

"Bone metastasis is severe, there are osteolytic lesions, the central nervous system has also metastases, spinal cord compression, back pain, and bladder and intestinal functions have been out of control."

"Hey... it may be all up to her will!"

When everyone heard Wang Xing's words, they sighed.

How painful is cancer pain?

That is the pain of morphine being weak in the later stages!

However, this hunchbacked old lady was able to persevere.

As she said, she wanted to wait for good news.

Chen Cang actually wanted to treat her.

but……

He is not a god!

Small cell lung cancer itself is difficult to treat. I really think Chen Cang can live and die and die!

...

...

The group didn't stay in the capital for long.

In the evening, Chen Cang called Lao Yu, called him out for a meal and a drink.

And the next day, Sunday morning.

Chen Cang and the others had lunch together, and Wu Hui asked:

"Teacher, are you going back today?"

Chen Cang thought for a moment and nodded: "Yeah, go back."

"But... I have something I have to let you do."

Wu Hui nodded and smiled and said, "Well, the teacher can arrange it directly if you have any questions."

Chen Cang nodded and took out a list from his pocket.

"You went to invite these people this morning and said I wanted to start a new plan."

Xue Zhengren couldn't help but say, "I'll go."

"I am familiar with the capital, and neurosurgery is my base camp. Although I am not very skilled,..."

"After all, I have some connections, so it's very convenient to call people."

Chen Cang shook his head: "No, you have another thing, you need to do it!"

As soon as these words came out, Xue Zhengren was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, he had a special task and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"

"You go find an opportunity and spread a message." Chen Cang said with a smile.

Xue Zhengren was even more curious: "Spread the news, what news?"
To be continued...