"Bah, Old Man Qin, are you any better than me? You haven't been stuck in the late stage of Baoding for more than ten years without a breakthrough. I guess you will be like this for the rest of your life."
The old man named Old Man Wei glanced at Old Man Qin disdainfully, if he was eliminated, how could you be any better off?
"Old man Wei, our friendship is a friendship. If you dare to say that I can't break through to the late Baodan stage again, be careful that I get angry with you."
When Old Man Qin heard Old Man Wei talk about cultivation, he immediately felt like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, or like a rooster about to fight.
"There's nothing I can't say. If you can't break through, you can't break through. If you have the ability, just break through and show me. It's been more than ten years, and the two of us are still stuck at this barrier. What does that sentence say?
Have the courage to face reality.”
The realm of fetal breath is the lifelong dream of the two of them. They have always aimed to reach this realm. However, the two of them have worked hard for more than ten years and compared each other, but no one has made a breakthrough.
Now that he is getting older and has limited potential, he has taken a dim view of it, but Old Qin is still so persistent.
"That little guy is said to be a freshman this year? He's quite capable."
Old Man Qin did not continue to talk about that topic with Old Man Wei. The conversation changed and they talked about Mo Wen's matter.
"Yes, that little guy is interesting. When school started, the dormitory administrator deliberately assigned him to that dormitory for some unknown reason. It turned out that he was fine and fell in love with that place. After that, his class teacher changed his dormitory.
He’s not willing yet.”
"Now it seems that he is also a little monster, and maybe he is suitable to live in that kind of place."
Old Man Wei smiled helplessly.
"He is indeed a talented person. Hua Xia University is indeed very exciting. Isn't it possible that he will produce some wonderful characters?"
Old man Qin smashed his mouth and said.
"It would be good to have a few more people like this. Those young masters and eldest ladies have become more and more arrogant recently. It may not be a bad thing if someone can treat them." Old Man Wei said indifferently.
"I agree with you. I like that kid's temper. In my opinion, let them make trouble and we won't care if nothing serious happens."
"That's what I mean too."
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At the First Military Hospital, Vice President Han Jiangong welcomed a guest in his office.
A young man, probably only 18 or 19 years old, was led by the nurse who was very surprised that a young man could be received by Vice President Han Jiangong in person.
"Brother Mo, you're here. It's really not easy to find you."
Han Jiangong poured a cup of tea for Mo Wen. Looking at Mo Wen sitting on the sofa, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
When he wanted to find Mo Wen, he suddenly discovered that there was no contact information for Mo Wen. He asked the old man Pan Aiguo, but he didn't know. Finally, he got the news about Mo Wen from a doctor named Shen Jing.
"Brother Han, don't blame me. I am poor and I don't have a mobile phone or other communication equipment."
Mo Wen smiled and felt that he was a little behind the times. It was indeed difficult to find him.
"In this age, there are still people who don't deserve mobile phones. You are really a wandering cloud and a wild crane, and you are not in the ordinary world."
Naturally, Han Jiangong didn't really think that Mo Wen couldn't afford a mobile phone, but he was helpless about his "quirks". Now is the era of information explosion, and it is really inconvenient not to have a mobile phone.
"Brother Han, I'm looking for you today because it's Qin Xiaoyou's mother's business." Mo Wen glanced at Han Jiangong: "I don't understand how a good patient can get worse."
"Brother Mo, you really can't blame me for this."
Han Jiangong smiled bitterly: "After a month of recuperation, the patient's health was getting better and better, and all functions gradually returned to normal. But a few days ago, he had an accident."
"What's going on?" Mo Wen frowned. There seemed to be something hidden in Han Jiangong's words.
"Three days ago, the patient met a person who seemed to be a friend who came to visit. However, after the person left, the patient became very unstable and even suffered from heart rhythm disorders. His condition, which had gradually recovered, deteriorated rapidly. On the contrary,
It’s getting more and more serious.”
Han Jiangong said helplessly that the so-called diseases are caused by the heart, and many stubborn diseases are actually caused by heart diseases, affecting mental health and affecting physical health.
Qin Xiaoyou's mother was originally a patient suffering from multifunctional organ failure, and her body was severely damaged. Now she has a big psychological problem, which is like adding fuel to the fire, and her body collapsed instantly.
"Who is that person?" Mo Wen looked at Han Jiangong with puzzled eyebrows. Who could have such a great influence on Qin Xiaoyou's mother?
As far as he knew, Qin Xiaoyou's mother's social circle was very small. She was a busy woman who was constantly working every day and had little contact with society. Because of the high pressure of raising Qin Xiaoyou, she usually didn't like to talk.
He is a taciturn person, and he has never found a stepfather for Qin Xiaoyou, nor does he have any emotional entanglements.
For such a simple woman, besides a daughter like Qin Xiaoyou, who else can have such a big psychological impact on her.
"A middle-aged man with a very mysterious origin. I have not found out his identity."
Han Jiangong was also a little puzzled. The middle-aged man suddenly visited and then left quietly without leaving any clues.
After all, the hospital is not an intelligence agency. With a little concealment, it will be difficult to find out the identity of the visitor.
"That person should have a deep relationship with the patient, but now we still focus on the patient's condition. The patient does not agree to the organ transplant. Even if our hospital wants to treat her, there is nothing we can do."
Han Jiangong said helplessly that Qin Xiaoyou's mother's condition suddenly deteriorated. He was somewhat remiss, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for Mo Wen. Although her condition has worsened, there is still a chance of saving it. If it were done by him personally,
, the probability of success of the operation is still very high.
But the problem is that if the patient doesn't agree to the surgery now, then the hospital has nothing to do.
"Brother Han, please take me to have a look. Maybe I can do something about it."
Mo Wen pondered for a moment and said that he did not recommend organ transplantation. It was not only risky, but also a large project, slow recovery, and expensive medical expenses.
Although Han Jiangong never mentioned the medical expenses and seemed not to let him pay, he would not owe such a favor because of money.
"Brother Mo has superb medical skills. Maybe he really has some solution."
Han Jiangong was shocked when he heard this, but then he laughed. Although he didn't know the depth of Mo Wen's medical skills, the last time he took action, he solved a problem that a bunch of their experts couldn't solve, and his ability was evident.
Moreover, he was also curious as to the extent of Mo Wen's medical skills, and whether he really had a unique medical skill, or whether he just had special means to suppress Yun Lao's disease.
"Then let's go there first."
With that said, Han Jiangong got up and walked out, but seemed to remember something again. He turned around and asked Mo: "By the way, the little girl named Qin Xiaoyou is here. She seems to know her in her mother's ward.