After the examination results came out, several doctors discussed it and did several cross-sectional scans. The conclusion they came to was exactly the same as Ye Qiu's. It was determined that this was a malignant tumor that was still growing and that it was adhering to the mustard tissue and lymphatic system.
It is difficult to clean up through surgery and may worsen at any time. If it spreads throughout the body, it may be too late to amputate the limb.
Several doctors were both excited and surprised. They didn't know how Ye Qiu could see it. They had checked it several times with instruments and observed it in detail through cross-sectional scans before they came to this result. But Ye Qiu
They could see it at a glance, and it was the same negative that seemed to them to have no problems at all.
Zhao Xingguo was not happy at all, and his face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping with water. He did not expect that the situation was so serious. If Ye Qiu hadn't seen it, the People's Hospital would never be able to escape responsibility when Jiang Jianjun's condition worsened.
Especially Jiang Jianjun's identity, he is the old president of Tianguang University, with a lot of talents all over the world. Once something happens, the People's Hospital will definitely be shaken.
Thinking of this, he said: "Notice, let the doctors who are not on duty in the surgery and internal medicine departments go to the conference room at 1 p.m. to have a meeting to discuss Jiang Jianjun's condition."
"OK."
Several doctors nodded quickly.
Zhao Xingguo took the test results and went to see Jiang Jianjun in person. When he walked to the ward, only Luo Junzhe and Jiang Jianjun were there, and everyone else had gone back.
Seeing Zhao Xingguo's face, Jiang Jianjun had a bad feeling and said, "Dean Zhao, how are my legs?"
Zhao Xingguo looked at Luo Junzhe.
Jiang Jianjun waved his hand and said: "Dean Zhao, Junzhe is my favorite disciple. In my eyes, he is just like my son. Let him listen."
Zhao Xingguo thought for a while, nodded, and explained his condition again.
After listening, Luo Junzhe's face turned pale, he stood up and looked at Jiang Jianjun, saying: "Teacher..."
Jiang Jianjun showed no expression, waved his hands and said calmly: "Don't let your wife know about this matter."
Luo Junzhe nodded with an ugly expression.
At this time, an old woman walked in from outside the ward. She was about the same age as Jiang Jianjun. She had white hair and was in good spirits. Although the skin on her face was wrinkled, her face was very gentle and elegant. It could be seen that even if her face was not good, she was young.
She must have been a temperamental beauty when she was young.
The old man held a lunch box in his hand. He walked into the ward and saw a few people. He said hello: "Dean Zhao, Junzhe is here too. I don't buy enough food."
Luo Junzhe said: "Master, I have something to do later, so I will go out to eat by myself."
Zhao Xingguo said: "Mrs. Jiang, I don't need it. I have something to do and I have to leave first."
Song Mei nodded, walked up to Jiang Jianjun, and said with a smile: "Old Jiang, have you been waiting for a long time?"
Jiang Jianjun looked at the boss, chuckled and said, "I'm almost starving after waiting."
Song Mei smiled and said: "You old man, hurry up and eat."
Jiang Jianjun took the lunch box, took a few bites of rice, and said with a smile: "Honey, the food in this hospital is not as delicious as the food you cook."
Song Mei paused, looked at Jiang Jianjun with a strange expression, and said, "Old Jiang, something is wrong with you today. In the past, didn't you always find my cooking unpalatable? The sun is out in the west today, do you think my cooking is delicious?"
Jiang Jianjun smiled and said, "I have eaten your food for decades and I don't think so. But after eating the hospital food today, I feel that what you cook is simply delicious."
Song Mei blushed and said: "Old Jiang, this kid Junzhe is still here, why are you so talkative?"
Luo Junzhe said hurriedly: "Teacher, Mrs., I'm leaving first. If you need anything, call my brother." Luo Junzhe turned around and shed tears secretly. His teacher taught all his life and used his income to donate to needy students.
But why do you still have to suffer like this when you are old?
…
Zhao Meier's face was red and she stuck out her tongue and said: "Brother Ye, the food in the hospital is terrible."
Zhao Xiner grabbed her sister and said, "What did Meier say? Who was rushing to eat the scallops just now? Brother Ye can pay for it."
Zhao Meier pouted: "I haven't tried it before, but Brother Ye's cooking is still delicious."
Ye Qiu chuckled, he would be damned if his cooking skills as a descendant of the Imperial Kitchen could be compared to those of the canteen chef.
Several people got into the van, and Ye Qiu took Zhao Meifen and her daughter around the city.
Although the results of the examination were not very good, Zhao Meifen's leg had been paralyzed for ten years. No matter how bad it was, it would not be much better. After the mother and daughter had a meal, their mood recovered.
Now Ye Qiu is taking them for a walk in the city, not to mention how excited he is.
Especially Zhao Meifen, who had not been to the city for so many years. When she saw the high-rise buildings on the street, her eyes widened and she was so surprised.
"Hey, dear, the streets are full of cars. At that time, cars were only available in the county, and there was only one car. It looked ugly, and we shared it with everyone."
"That building is so tall, you can't even reach the end! How was it built? Will it fall down if the wind blows?"
Zhao Meifen saw another tall building with dozens of floors and asked worriedly.
Zhao Meier took her mother's hand and said: "Mom, these buildings are made of reinforced concrete. You may not understand, but this thing is very strong. If our house is built with this thing, it will not collapse in decades!"
"
Zhao Meifen's eyes lit up and she said, "Is it really that powerful? Then this thing should be very expensive, right?"
Ye Qiu looked at the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "Aunt Meifen, this thing is actually not expensive. For example, if your house is built according to the specifications of 50 square meters, and the cost is 1,000 per square meter, it only costs 50,000 yuan.
."
Zhao Meifen was startled: "50,000 yuan is not enough, it is too much."
Ye Qiu shook his head: "You may not feel it in mountain villages, but now the country is developing rapidly, and our living standards are gradually improving. Everyone's income has increased a lot. For example, in Tianguang City, the basic salary
It has reached 2,400 yuan, and the average salary is 3,000 yuan. If a family has two workers, if they save money and spend frugally, they can still save 50,000 yuan in one or two years."
Zhao Meifen thought about it. The combined wages of her two girls were 7,000 yuan, plus her own salary of 3,000 yuan, which equals 10,000 yuan a month. After working for 5 months, she can build a reinforced concrete house!
Ye Qiu drove, took Zhao Meifen and two little girls, and went to the park for a walk first.
The two little girls used to study in the town. Except for a few exams and a few trips to the city, they usually didn't have the time or money to go to the city to play. Today, Ye Qiu brought them to the park. They were very excited and looked around.
Touching and having fun, with a pure and lovely smile on his face.
Zhao Meifen saw her two daughters so happy, with smiles on their faces. She quickly forgot about her depressed mood during the previous check-up in the hospital.
Ye Qiu planned to accompany Zhao Meifen and the others all day today, so he took the mother and daughter to visit several famous scenic spots in the city. He also relaxed and took a look at the changes in the city.
The four of us played until night.
Seeing that there was still some time, Ye Qiu drove Zhao Meifen and the others to Tianguang Shopping Mall, planning to buy them some new clothes.