Lao Mo and Zhang Zhongjian were waiting anxiously, but they did not show anxiety on their faces. Instead, they chatted lightly, talking about insignificant things.
Shifting attention can effectively relieve anxiety in the mind.
This is why Director Wang got in all the time, but Uncle Zhang didn't want to go in. He couldn't see it but his heart was calm. There was a result in the end, so why did he suffer the psychological torture?
"I haven't returned to China for several years. I couldn't go to my teacher's 90th birthday. At that time, the President was injured and I had to be by his side... If it's possible, I mean if, I want to be with you this time.
Go back and see her old man."
For Lao Mo, China is the second motherland.
The word "return to the country" is enough to show the sense of belonging to another country, which is a treasure land that gives him the sublimation of life. Lao Mo is like a black version of Monkey Sun, who went to Xie Yue Sanxing Cave to develop his skills.
When I left a few years later, I felt hard to leave. The ancestor said it was time for you to leave, but the monkey said where am I going?
During this period, he had long forgotten that he also had a Huaguo Mountain, a Water Curtain Cave, and a group of monkeys and grandchildren.
Zhang Zhongjian's absent-mindedness calmed down a bit when he mentioned Master Lao Mode, who is also a legend in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.
When I accepted Lao Mo, I was criticized...
Where is the criticism?
Some people may think that the first word "wang" in "wang, hearing, asking and asking" cannot be taught.
But in fact...
The only criticism by outsiders is that the unique knowledge of the ancestors is not passed on to foreigners.
Most Chinese medicine doctors are traditional and old-fashioned, but Master Lao Mode is able to teach his skills without hesitation and has a broad mind that few can match.
And medical examination is not a facial recognition. If you only look at skin color, you must be someone who doesn’t understand Chinese medicine.
Although facial appearance is one of the criteria for diagnosis in traditional Chinese medicine, it also depends more on body posture and appearance of lesions. Fat people have fat diseases, and thin people have thin diseases. Tumors appear in various parts of the body, and the lesions are completely different in different locations.
When I hear someone say that traditional Chinese medicine doctors only look at the face during a consultation, it really makes me laugh like a pig.
I don’t know where the lies come from to confuse the public...
Oh, right.
Take the novel as an example. The protagonist tells everyone that a rich and powerful person is terminally ill just by looking at his face, which shocks everyone.
Please.
That's not Chinese medicine, it's a legendary cultivator. The protagonist who can do this is not a fairy figure who can punch a hole in a concrete wall with one punch.
Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend.
"Mr. Lu is a very blessed person. You should go and see her." Zhang Zhongjian also sighed with emotion, but he missed his master more. The two seniors were both from the same period, but Wang Anzhi passed away.
Very early.
The reason can be attributed to the fact that he suffered from traveling all over the country since he became famous. At first, he had to travel by donkey cart or horse-drawn carriage. Later, cars, trains, and airplanes were available, but they were not as comfortable as they are now. Over the years, the disease became worse.
After talking to this point, the two of them could not help but remain silent, each thinking about the past...
After a long time.
Only then did Lao Mo come back to his senses and glanced at the door of the operating room: "I don't know how the progress is. It's been forty minutes now, right?"
"Well, it should be fine."
"It's also my fault. I didn't make proper arrangements. If I sent some people to follow, I wouldn't have delayed the disease to this point."
Zhang Zhongjian did not answer the call. If we really want to say who is responsible, he cannot escape the responsibility.
It's really not a big deal to provide each team with a satellite phone, but he only gave one to Zhou Sheng. His selfishness outweighed his justice.
At this time.
There was a noise from the operating room door...
The two people's eyes immediately focused on each other, and Zhang Zhongjian stood up directly.
Only three to five seconds later, the door was pushed open.
"Director Wang?"
"Professor Zhang, Lao Mo!" Director Wang came out quickly, with a look of joy on his face.
Just looking at his expression, the two of them felt relieved.
Zhang Zhongjian asked tentatively: "Is the situation optimistic?"
"Hahaha." Director Wang laughed out loud, "At first, there was a little trouble, but then..."
He hesitated to speak, as if he had thought of something, his expression was complicated and shocked, and then he stared deeply at Zhang Zhongjian and said: "Forget it, let's wait until the protagonist comes out and let him tell you himself."
"Are you still lying?" Zhang Zhongjian was angry and angry, but he didn't continue to ask. He clasped his hands together, not sure if he was praying or rubbing his hands nervously, just like he was waiting for his wife to give birth in the delivery room.
Lao Mo also laughed.
Judging from this situation, the operation must have been successful.
After the two bickered for a moment, the nurse also came out and opened the door, and Tang Yi, who was in a coma, was finally pushed out.
After that, it’s Jack and Slan.
At this moment, Zhang Zhongjian finally couldn't bear it anymore, and quickly walked up to him, holding Jack's hand with both hands: "Professor Scott, how is Tang Yi's condition? Was the operation successful?"
Tang Yi's operation was successful. At least he would feel less guilty, and the aid plan would not be affected. This is a good thing both publicly and privately.
"But..." Jack said again.
but?
But what?
Zhang Zhongjian's expression was tense, for fear of hearing something bad.
Silan on the side almost burst out laughing, thinking...
Professor Scott is too bad. Is it fun to tease people now?
"But it's not me you have to thank!"
The words fell.
Jack let go of Zhang Zhongjian's hand and moved aside.
Behind him, a tall figure was walking out quietly...
Zhang Zhongjian couldn't react for a while, but just as the other party took off his mask, he opened his mouth wide: "A lifetime? You, how, how..."
Zhou Sheng scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, walked up slowly, stood in front of Zhang Zhongjian, and said, "I'm sorry, grandpa, I made my own decision."
Zhang Zhongjian was stunned, he couldn't react...
In fact, Uncle Zhang must have understood something in his heart. It was just his subjective thinking that made him afraid to believe what he guessed, just like Director Wang did at the beginning.
Intern, surgery?
Impossible!
Ever since, Zhang Zhongjian's gaze shifted and glanced back and forth at Director Wang and Jack, trying to find the answer.
Jack finally gave up and his serious expression thawed and turned into a smile with emotion: "Zhou is a great doctor. For his age, there is probably no surgeon in the world who is more powerful than him.
.”
"Yes, he and I completed the operation together. His joining doubled the efficiency of the operation."
The words end here.
Lao Mo's eyes were also shocked. Looking at the young boy not far away, it was difficult to associate him with the complicated surgery, but through Jack's description, he could imagine that kind of scene.
The incongruous contrast caused a shocking shiver throughout the body.
As for the atmosphere of announcing the results, Jack is obviously not good at it.
finally.
It's Director Wang's turn to appear——
"Director Zhang, there are a total of fifteen intestinal perforations. Considering Tang Yi's physical condition, this is definitely an extremely difficult abdominal operation. However... Xiao Zhou and Jack only spent forty-five minutes on it.
Completed fifteen operations to remove and repair intestinal ulcers."
"They faced a powerful disease and fought a beautiful headwind!!"