Chapter 133 (Chapter 133 (Three in One)...)

When Song Yao arrived at the hospital, he discovered that Grandpa Wu, whom he thought had come to the hospital in advance to help him prepare, was lying on the hospital bed.

Compared to the last time they met, Mr. Wu had lost weight again. Because of the weight loss, his cheeks were sunken and he looked more aged. When he was lying on the bed and smiling at Song Yao and the others, Song Yao almost didn't dare to recognize him. It's Grandpa Wu.

He was so weak, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

The child stepped forward carefully and put his little hand into the hand of Old Wu who was slowly reaching out. He was even more at a loss than when he met those bad guys on the mountain peaks.

When Mr. Wu saw that this fearless child seemed to be frightened, he thought he was being chased and could not recover, so he chuckled and said:

"As long as you come back safely, I have to ask the higher-ups for advice. How can you go out with only a few people?"

Song Yao explained in a low voice: "I don't want so many people to protect me."

It was also because he was arrogant and realized that he had been to many places. He thought that the only dangers he needed to be wary of were wild beasts. Little did he know that some people were more terrifying than wild beasts.

But now Song Yao couldn't think about it anymore. He asked Mr. Wu:

"Grandpa Wu, are you sick? Is it a serious illness?"

Mr. Wu smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing serious. It's just that I'm getting older. It always hurts or itches. No, I said I was fine. They insisted on sending me to the hospital to recover."

He said it in an understatement, but Song Yao had always been smart, so naturally he wasn't that easy to deceive.

Seeing that Mr. Wu didn't want to talk, the child did not continue to ask. Instead, he waited until he had chatted with him for more than half an hour. After Mr. Wu fell asleep due to exhaustion, he made a gesture to the security guard Xiao Lin who was guarding the bedside. wink.

Afraid that the other party would not understand what he meant, Song Yao winked a little harder.

Xiaolin: ...Is this an eye cramp?

Fortunately, he was a professional. Although Song Yao's wink was not that professional, Comrade Xiaolin still managed to understand and followed the children out of the ward silently.

After arriving outside the ward, Song Yao couldn't wait to ask as soon as the door was closed:

"Is Grandpa Wu's illness serious?"

Xiao Lin was a little hesitant. After all, Mr. Wu didn't tell them the truth, and he wasn't sure whether he should.

In the end, he only hesitated for a moment, and Zhou Yiyi, who was next to Song Yao, concluded:

"It seems to be very serious, otherwise Brother Lin would not have refused to answer."

Song Yao was hit, and his eye circles immediately turned red.

Although he and Mr. Wu only met once in real life, they had never stopped exchanging letters.

It can be said that in Song Yao's mind, Mr. Wu is almost as good as half a teacher. Now he knows that Mr. Wu is really seriously ill, and even a child cannot bear it no matter how strong he is.

However, he had grown a lot in this year and did not cry. Instead, he immediately looked to Comrade Xiao Lin for confirmation: "Brother Xiao Lin, is it really serious?"

Comrade Xiaolin: "...this..."

Zhou Yi murmured to Song Yao again: "He is obviously thinking about how to make up a lie to hide it from you."

Xiao Lin: "..."

Where did this kid come from? ? Why are your eyes so sharp? ?

When he tried to coax Song Yao, it was already too late. The child had already begun to burst into tears. He suppressed his voice and sobbed softly:

"Grandpa Wu is sick, and you still hide it from me. Aren't we good friends..."

Comrade Xiao Lin had a big head and couldn't help but think, when did they become good friends? In total, I only met once and wrote to him several times.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Zhou Yiyi looking at him seriously, with a look of enlightenment in his eyes.

Comrade Xiaolin immediately felt something was wrong, but it was already too late. He had already dutifully expressed his analysis on Monday:

"Song Yao, Brother Lin doesn't think you two are good friends, so you don't have to be so sad about what he hid from you."

Comrade Xiaolin: "..."

Song Yao: "..."

The child raised his tearful eyes in disbelief and looked at the slender guard in front of him, as if he was looking at a betrayed person. His tears surged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Comrade Xiaolin's bad feeling escalated, and he tried to coax the other party:

"Things are not what you think. Don't cry. Listen to me..."

Song Yao didn't listen, but turned around and ran away.

Xiao Lin was completely stunned. Just when he was hesitating whether to chase after him, he saw Song Yao running to the corner of the corridor. After making sure that Grandpa Wu in the ward couldn't hear him, he burst out crying with grievance.

he:"……"

Zhou was active on the front line of interpreting facial expressions: "Brother Lin, Song Yao is afraid of disturbing Grandpa Wu."

Comrade Xiaolin: ...That's really considerate.

Zhao Xiaodong had already gone to coax Song Yao. While coaxing him, he said, "Okay, don't be sad. Although Grandpa Wu hid his illness from us and brother Xiao Lin didn't treat you as a good friend, but think on the bright side. At least brother Xiao Lin treats me as a good friend." As a friend.”

Comrade Xiaolin immediately went to see Zhou Yi. Sure enough, Zhou Yi didn't even wait for him to say anything, and he continued to break the news:

"No, I don't think Brother Lin thinks he is a friend with you."

Zhao Xiaodong looked shocked for a moment.

The ten-year-old child had the same disbelief on his face as Song Yao just now:

"Impossible! How can you teach me to hide if you don't treat me as a friend?! I don't believe it! Brother Xiaolin, tell me! Isn't that true!!"

Comrade Xiao Lin was completely stunned: "Well... this..."

His look said it all.

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

A few seconds later, Zhao Xiaodong, who was crying loudly, appeared next to Song Yao.

The two children cried together, aggrieved and pitiful, but they were sensible enough to hide in the ward and cry. Comrade Xiaolin couldn't stand their tearful eyes, which looked like "We trusted you so much, but you turned out to be a heartless man", so he had to surrender.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, I'll tell you the truth."

The two pitiful crying children immediately shut up, wiped the tears from their faces, and looked at him eagerly with their black and white eyes.

Xiaolin: "..."

If they hadn't been choking from time to time, he would have almost suspected that these children were acting together.

Since he had promised to tell the truth, Comrade Xiaolin didn't hide it. He sat in the corridor of the hospital with the children and simply told them about Mr. Wu's situation.

When they heard that Mr. Wu was already ill when he went to Xinghe County, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were stunned.

Song Yao asked hurriedly: "Didn't you say that if you take good care of yourself, you can slowly recover? How long has it been? How come Grandpa Wu is so sick?"

When Xiao Lin talked about this, he sighed.

Living a good life can indeed slow down the disease, but the problem is that Grandpa Wu didn't live a good life.

Only in this matter, Grandpa Wu was so stubborn that he couldn't be pulled back. No one would listen to his advice. If he was not allowed to work with his sick body, he would not sleep all night, and his body was even more exhausted.

There was no way, everyone could only let him do it.

"Although the condition was not very good, it was not too bad. He suddenly fell down three days ago. The doctor also said that the condition worsened, but there was really no way to perform surgery. The possibility of failure was too great."

"It's not good to have surgery, and it's not good not to have surgery. The old man can only endure it like this."

Xiao Lin's back was slightly arched, and his nose was also sour: "The doctor said that if it gets worse, maybe it will be this month..."

The two children were completely stunned.

This was their first time experiencing life and death, and it was such a kind old man who was both a teacher and a friend.

Zhao Xiaodong couldn't help crying again, wiping his tears while crying:

"What should we do? How about changing hospitals?"

The conditions of the hospitals in Xinghe County are relatively average, so people who have some difficult-to-treat diseases (refer to Zhou Yuan who is busy opening a store here) often go to larger hospitals in other cities for treatment if their families have the conditions.

Various rumors often reach their ears.

What about a child in a certain family who can't hear, and was sent to a large hospital in the capital and cured.

Someone in a certain family stutters, and his family saved money to go to the capital and was cured.

In the impression of the children in Xinghe County, if someone has an incurable disease, as long as he goes to a large hospital, he will definitely be cured.

Xiaolin smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The best hospital in Zhongzhou, the most experienced doctors have been here, and no one is sure to perform surgery in this case."

Zhou Yi asked: "What about foreign countries?"

Although he likes his own country more, he also knows that foreign countries have many years of experience in surgery that exceeds Zhongzhou.

Xiao Lin also shook his head: "We have thought about all of what you said."

If it can be cured abroad, whether it is inviting foreign doctors or sending Mr. Wu abroad, they would have already done it properly.

But there is really no way.

Even if the country invites countless experts and holds many discussion meetings, no one can guarantee that they can perform surgery on Mr. Wu.

Song Yao's tears fell to the ground, and soon a wet area accumulated.

He whispered: "Why can't everyone perform surgery on Grandpa Wu? Isn't it said that as long as the thing growing in the brain is cut off, it will be fine?"

The child who has always been eccentric was so sad that Xiao Lin, who had already accepted this fact, couldn't help but redden his eyes. He explained in a hoarse voice:

"Because it grows in the brain, there have been few brain surgeries, and his old man's health is really too poor, so no doctor dares to do it."

Song Yao has been studying medical knowledge for a long time. Although Xiao Lin's words are vague, he still understands it quickly.

Although in the interstellar era, if something grows in the brain, it can be detected and cured before it grows, but Zhongzhou is currently in a difficult period for brain surgery.

A careless operation can affect life.

Sometimes, even if there is nothing wrong with the process, the patient will be left with serious sequelae or even become a vegetable.

Mr. Wu is old and weak, and the thing is growing in his brain, so the difficulty is layered and layered. It is normal that no doctor is sure.

Xiao Lin continued, "He himself didn't want to have surgery. He felt that he was going to die anyway, and surgery was a waste of time. He wanted to use this time to continue his research. If he hadn't been unable to hold on the day before yesterday, we would probably still be working at the experimental base now."

Song Yao wiped his tears and stood up suddenly:

"I know! I'll find a way!"

Xiao Lin was feeling uncomfortable, and was a little confused when he saw him like this: "Song Yao, what can you do?"

Song Yao clenched his fist: "Anyway, there will be a way, I won't let Grandpa Wu die!"

There are countless medical technologies in the interstellar era. At least all the diseases that plague Zhongzhou today are not worth mentioning in the interstellar era.

In this case, wouldn't it be fine if he just restored the medical equipment specifically for treating Grandpa Wu's disease?

It may be difficult, and it may cost a lot of money, but Song Yao believes that he can definitely do it.

Time is urgent, and the child does not want to delay for a second. After making a decision, he quickly asked: "Where is the doctor in charge of Grandpa Wu now?"

Xiao Lin hesitated for a moment, but still told him which office the doctor was in.

As soon as he spoke, Song Yao rushed out and headed in the direction he pointed.

Yuan Jiang, who was silent as always, followed silently behind.

Zhao Xiaodong also wiped his tears and followed behind with a confident look on his face, chasing and whispering: "Little boy, what is the solution? Wait for me."

There were four children following behind him.

In a blink of an eye, only Comrade Xiao Lin, who was still sitting on the chair, was left in the corridor.

He looked at the traces of tears still remaining on the ground, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

What can Song Yao do about this kind of thing?

And Zhao Xiaodong and others, did they believe Song Yao without hesitation when he said he had a way?

Xiao Lin was very confident in Song Yao's genius and IQ.

But doing scientific research and treating diseases are two different things, right?

Although it is known that the ending cannot be changed, the attitude of the children is still very gratifying. Xiao Lin immediately decided to wait for Mr. Wu to wake up and tell him what happened immediately.

First, he told him that the old man’s illness could no longer be concealed, so that he did not have to force himself to be energetic in front of the children.

Second, he also made him happy about the children’s feelings for him.

Even if Song Yao and the others could not find a solution, seeing that they were trying to find a solution for him, Mr. Wu should feel relieved and warm-hearted.

While Comrade Xiao Lin was thinking about how to tell Mr. Wu, Song Yao was already walking while searching frantically in the learning system.

005 now has a lot of freedom. Seeing that the host was so anxious, he asked the keywords and tried to join in the search.

With its help, the high-tech medical equipment courses that Song Yao wanted were quickly arranged in the shopping cart.

But soon, the child found that things were not as simple as he thought.

The technology index of medical equipment that can directly cure diseases is too high.

These medical equipment courses are either ridiculously expensive, which he cannot afford at all with his current learning level, or he can afford it but cannot understand it at all.

Many courses have prompts below which level the host can learn, and the lowest one is 58. Song Yao has not even learned a fraction of it, let alone made it.

He tried to think of other ways: "Then I will give it to someone who is better than me? If I can't do it, there will always be someone else who can do it, right?"

005 told him regretfully: [Host, the level represents not only knowledge, but also the era. ]

In other words, either people in the interstellar era can understand the 58-level course, or like Song Yao, only those who learn step by step can understand it.

It's like the natives in ancient times can learn how to repair mobile phones through the learning system, but the natives without the learning system can't repair it even if they are the smartest people in the world.

This method doesn't work, Song Yao immediately changed his method: [Then I will work hard to earn learning points, at worst I can sleep less and keep learning, and then buy other courses! ]

005: [According to speculation, other complete medical equipment courses also require at least 40 levels. 】

Song Yao's face immediately turned pale.

His confident expression slowly turned into sadness.

[Is there no other way? Can't I make any of those complete treatment equipment? ]

005 was also worried about Song Yao.

It tried to comfort the host: [This is not the host's fault. The easiest set of equipment was not made until more than a thousand years after the founding of Zhongzhou. The accumulation required is not something that can be achieved in a short period of time. According to the calculation, this is normal. ]

Song Yao's voice was filled with tears:

[But I don't want to calculate, I just want to save Grandpa Wu. ]

When he arrived at the doctor's office, Song Yao couldn't help crying again.

For some reason, the children who followed him only ran a short distance, and he suddenly became unconfident, looking at each other, not knowing what to say.

The middle-aged doctor pushed open the door and wanted to pour water, and then he met several children standing in a row at the door as if they were being punished.

He: "?"

The doctor looked at Yuan Jiang, the only adult present: "What are you doing?"

Before Yuan Jiang spoke, Song Yao had already looked up at the doctor:

"Uncle, I want to know what the patient's illness is."

Although he looked very young, looking at Comrade Yuan Jiang standing beside him, the doctor still let them into the office in a very good mood.

After hearing that they wanted to inquire about Mr. Wu's condition, he instantly became alert again. He didn't start talking about Mr. Wu's condition until he made a phone call and confirmed that he could talk.

He estimated the age of the two children in front of him who were most concerned about Mr. Wu, guessing that they should be Mr. Wu's grandchildren. Although they were very young, he still explained to them seriously:

"...As soon as we discovered this situation, we formed an expert team and made many plans, but it was too risky to operate on the head."

While he said what he had said countless times, he couldn't help but look at the expression of the child in front of him.

Although he looks young, he seems to understand everything. As he talks, the water in his bright black eyes becomes more obvious.

Comrade doctors have seen many separations between life and death, and are very familiar with this situation.

He even has his hand on the drawer, ready to pull out the paper inside and hand it to the patient's family members at any time, so that when the patient's family members cry in winter, their faces will not hurt because of the tears falling on their faces.

Song Yao really wanted to cry, but he tried to hold it back, wiped away his tears, clenched his fists, and tried his best to stay strong:

"Uncle, is there really nothing that can be done about Grandpa Wu's illness?"

The doctor comrade has heard similar questions like this many times. He sighed, shook his head and frowned in a familiar manner, and said:

"The operation is really too difficult. We are not sure at all about the specific location of the object in Comrade Wu's head. It's difficult to operate the knife. If we could know the location, it wouldn't be that difficult. But, eh... "

He said: "If the old man wants to eat or drink during this period, just satisfy him, eh."

After saying that, he opened the drawer and took another stack of papers.

He held the paper in his hand and was about to hand it over, but when he looked up, he found that the eyes of the children in front of him suddenly lit up, and their tears seemed to sparkle.

Song Yao: "Can the operation be performed once the position is determined?"

Zhao Xiaodong: "Just know the location?!"

Comrade Doctor: ...Why do you think they are not too sad and are very happy? ?

He nodded hesitantly: "Theoretically, it's correct, but the current technology can't do it, so..."

Song Yao wiped away the sadness just now and almost jumped up with excitement: "I can do it!!"

"I happen to have a newly completed medical device in my hand!!"

What is another village with hidden flowers and bright flowers?

What does it mean that the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge!

Song Yao was so happy that he wanted to cover all the sentences he had learned that could be used in this situation.

Comrade the doctor was visibly stunned for several seconds, as if hesitating between "Is this child being stimulated and having a mental disorder?" and "Is this child too naive?"

At the critical moment, Yuan Jiang was reliable and handed over the documents that had been in his bag.

When the comrade doctor saw the document, he was also shocked.

They are actually the team sent by HKUST to conduct joint experiments? ?

The legendary youth class?

This was something that the hospital had negotiated with directly. As Mr. Wu's attending doctor, the doctor comrade certainly knew about it.

He looked at the children in front of him and never expected that the junior class... was too young.

The youngest one looks to be eight years old at most, right? ?

Although Song Yao is indeed very young, he still wants to know that a person who can let the University of Science and Technology recruit teenagers, lead his own team to work on projects, and have the results that are about to be completed, get the permission of the state, and come to Wangshan Hospital to jointly Could the child in the experiment be an ordinary child?

Looking at their confident expressions at this moment, the doctor comrades couldn't help but rekindle their hope.

"Could it be that the medical equipment you are talking about is what is written on the document...?"

Song Yao and the others nodded happily: "Yes, yes, that's it. As long as it can see the location of the thing in Grandpa Wu's brain, it can perform surgery and Grandpa Wu will be cured?"

The doctor wanted to say, "It's okay to leave it to me," but when the words came to his lips, he changed his words to a more cautious one: "If we can see the specific situation, we will be very confident about this operation."

Song Yao was extremely sure: "You can see it! Uncle, don't worry!"

The doctor comrade couldn't wait to see the effect. He couldn't help but ask: "Where is this medical equipment?"

Song Yao hurriedly said: "Of course it is...eh? Where is it???"

Children always just do what they do and don’t care about the follow-up. When /> Yuanjiang: "...Isn’t it taken apart and given to logistics for transportation?"

Because the original purpose of coming to Wangshan was to "do something" plus "visit Grandpa Wu" and [incidentally] travel, so the friends, including Song Yao, were very concerned about the apparent intention of "coming to Wangshan Hospital to carry out project practice." "I didn't pay much attention to it.

Even Yuan Jiang, after confirming that all the important parts were on the car and that only the heavy parts would be delivered without affecting anything, he agreed to let the logistics transport them.

Anyway, they are definitely not as fast as logistics. When they arrive, the equipment parts will also arrive, just right.

However, as soon as they entered the boundary of Wangshan Mountain, they were attacked by the mountain people from the peaks. After fighting back, they waited for rescue and learned that Mr. Wu was ill and that his days were short.

The series of things were so overwhelming that even Yuan Jiang forgot that they still had a lot of luggage and equipment at the logistics place.

Song Yao had already gone to borrow a phone from the doctor.

The child was quite worried: "It stands to reason that it should have arrived before us. The hospital hasn't received it yet. Could it be that something happened on the road?"

If it hadn't been for Mr. Wu, something would have happened. Anyway, given them some time, they could make it again.

But now time is urgent, and without any delay, those large components of medical equipment must appear in front of everyone quickly.

Zhao Xiaodong was also a little worried and said with great imagination:

"Is it possible that the bad guys stopped the logistics company when they entered Wangshan Mountain?"

Song Yao opened his eyes in panic: "No way?!"

Those people don't know what they're selling at first glance. If they really robbed their things, why don't they just throw them away?

"Sending a courier, but the courier was robbed on the road." This kind of thing was obviously not in the children's processing space, and all the children looked at Yuan Jiang almost subconsciously.

Yuan Jiang: "..."

The tall soldier said helplessly and skillfully: "I will handle this matter."

Even if that batch of equipment really fell into the hands of gangsters, he would apply to lead someone to snatch it back.

After handing the matter over to Yuan Jiang, Song Yao immediately relaxed and began to work hard to discuss with the doctors what the main functions of the medical equipment they made were, and what the maximum detection level of the experiments they had done was.

Seeing the lively chat between the senior and the young, Yuan Jiang asked two military comrades to stay with the children before calling the logistics company to ask why the shipment had not arrived yet.

The logistics company was also very anxious. When the customer asked, they didn't hide anything and just told the truth.

In the history of Central Continent that Song Yao studied, the Central Continent of Water Blue Star had been working hard to green the land for a long time, planting plants wherever they went, and protecting various animals.

But in fact, there are too many animals and plants in Central Continent now.

The roads are not completely paved, and it is very difficult to walk in some relatively remote places (such as Wangshan Mountain). Sometimes if you are unfortunate enough to encounter a place where the folk customs are not very civilized, you are still lucky to be robbed.

Therefore, logistics companies are really not easy to do. They can only go wherever they go, try to spread friendship wherever they go, and have good dealings with all parties.

The logistics company Song Yao and the others entrusted this time was very unlucky.

When delivering this batch of goods to Song Yao and the others, because the items were large, heavy and heavy, the entire truck was loaded directly, and the price was naturally quite good. Because the single owner almost rented the truck, there were only three young people traveling with him this time. prime of life.

As a result, when we were almost near Wangshan Mountain, we reported that it was safe. However, even though we were counting on the time being almost up, those few people just didn’t reply. The logistics company went crazy with worry and even sent out people to look for it, but they couldn’t find it.

The police were called by both sides, but with such a large territory and such vague information, the police from both cities searched for it together, but no news came after so many days of searching.

Yesterday, police comrades from Wangshan discovered an empty car parked near the forest near Wangshan. According to verification, everything on the car was intact, but the three living people just disappeared out of thin air.

"Comrade, I'm so sorry. We are also in a state of distress. I brought these three young men out. Now something has happened, and I can't see anyone alive or dead, so I didn't bother to contact you."

"I will arrange for someone to deliver the goods to you right away. It may take some time. Please bear with me."

The boss's tone was indeed extremely anxious.

These days, those who work in logistics or construction sites are basically related to each other. He brought a young man out of the village. Now he is fine. He is gone. Just explaining to the families of these three young men will make him worried to death. .

Yuan Jiang's eyes darkened slightly and he asked quietly:

"Where did the incident happen specifically? I heard that there was a robbery going on in the mountains. I just arrested a group of people. Is it possible that that group of people did it?"

The boss was shocked: "There's robbery happening in the mountains? Haven't you heard?"

"As for the incident that just happened today, we just heard that those people killed people. Did they run into those people who were robbing people?"

The boss was immediately shocked: "You're still killing people?? Oh my God, it's over. Their car was parked at the boundary near Wangshan Mountain, not a few steps away from the mountain peaks."

Yuan Jiang probably had an idea in his mind, and he consoled his boss for a few words before hanging up the phone.

After waiting patiently for Song Yao to finish chatting with the doctor, he told the children who came out truthfully about the situation of the truck.

This situation was so obvious that Song Yao was shocked: "Is it really the mountain people in the mountains who did it?"

Yuan Jiang: "There is a high probability that it has something to do with them."

Zhao Xiaodong wondered: "Aren't those people just after money? Why didn't they take away the things in the car? They just took away the people?"

Song Yao deeply felt that if Zhao Xiaodong was a bad person, he would be so stupid that he would not need to be caught by the police:

"The things on the car were so heavy, big and couldn't be taken apart. They were useless just by looking at them. They couldn't be broken and couldn't be sold as stolen goods. They had no place to hide them after they moved them back. The police comrades would have known it was them once they checked. Yet?"

Zhao Xiaodong: "That's right. I don't know what happened to the three people responsible for the transportation. Have they been harmed?"

Song Yao was also a little worried.

Speaking of which, just because they made the order, the logistics company also passed through the mountains to transport their things. Children will inevitably feel that their accident has something to do with them.

He thought for several seconds: "Brother Yuanjiang, didn't you say that the car is still parked where it is? Forget it's late today, let's go take a look tomorrow."

Yuan Jiang nodded.

Now that side is basically surrounded by troops. Since the danger does not exist, if Song Yao wants to go, of course he will not stop him.

There was no problem with the medical equipment, so Song Yao went back to talk to the doctor about the arrangements after driving the car back tomorrow, and he was reassured that the operation could be done if nothing went wrong.

"Okay! Don't think about anything else! Grandpa Wu's disease can be cured now! I have to tell him the good news quickly!!"

The child tried his best not to think about anything else, and happily walked slowly to the door of the ward.

He poked his head in and saw Mr. Wu leaning on the bed and opening a newspaper. Song Yao shouted: "Grandpa Wu!"

Mr. Wu looked up and saw it was him, with a smile on his face:

"I heard that you were in the doctor's office, pestering Dr. Liu for an entire afternoon?"

Who did he hear this from? It was clear from the fact that there was only Xiaolin in the ward.

Song Yao went to see Xiaolin sitting by the bed, and Comrade Xiaolin turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window with a nonchalant look on his face.

The child chuckled: "Doctor Liu also likes to chat with me. We also discussed how to treat you, Grandpa Wu."

Old Wu laughed. He had heard what Xiaolin said and knew that Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong could not accept the news that he was running out of time, and they tried to save him.

Comfort is of course comfort, but he didn't want the children to be too sad about this matter.

Old Wu waved for Song Yao to come over.

Song Yao: "Grandpa Wu! I came here to tell you good news!!"

Old Wu said: "I also have good news to tell you, how about letting me tell you first?"

Song Yao thought about it and felt that it was okay to talk about it later, so he nodded happily.

Old Wu motioned Xiaolin to bring the small box on the top of the table over, put it by the bed, opened the box, and filled it with things.

Some are books, some are letters, and at a glance, it is filled with all kinds of small things.

Song Yao went to see curiously: "Grandpa Wu, is this your treasure chest?"

There was a hint of reminiscence in Wu Lao's smile: "It can be considered as such."

He took out a letter: "I remember you like "Double Swordsmen of Jianghu Dream", right? This is written to me by its author Tuanyuan."

Song Yao was stunned: "Tuanyuan?? Grandpa Wu, do you know Tuanyuan?!"

Wu Lao knew that he would have this reaction, and his smile deepened: "I not only know her, but she is also my classmate.

Twenty years ago, a project that cost a lot of national funds and manpower failed. At that time, I was very painful and even fell into a slump. It was she who wrote to encourage me."

"She said that she also wanted to be like me and personally participate in the cause of building the motherland, but she had no talent in this area. She could only serve the country with literature and use words to make people fall in love with Zhongzhou. At that time, this letter gave me great encouragement."

Song Yao exclaimed, completely immersed in the idea that "my favorite novel author actually knows Grandpa Wu".

Old Wu continued to take out a letter: "This is a New Year's greeting letter from the big leader. In the letter, he said that he knew I didn't have a good New Year and he threw himself into work. In fact, didn't he do the same? When I wrote this letter, I still had an IV in my left hand."

Song Yao looked at the letter enthusiastically again. It was written by the big leader! He wanted to touch it.

"And this book is a unique copy. It was given to me by an old friend. I never lend it to others."

"This fountain pen was given to me by my teacher. He is a good person."

Old Wu counted the origins of various items in the small box one by one, as if counting his entire life.

"You are young and have not seen Zhongzhou under war, so maybe you can't understand why so many people are fighting and building our country at the cost of their lives. This box is the answer."

"It carries the beliefs of many people. It is my most precious thing. You are my most valued child, so now I give it to you."

Song Yao seemed to understand, but when the box was pushed to his hand, he couldn't help but touch it.

It was heavy, as if he had touched responsibility.

The child's heart seemed to be full and relieved.

He touched the box again with care, feeling that he had received a very precious gift, and couldn't help asking:

"Grandpa Wu, are you really willing to give it to me?"

Old Wu smiled and nodded: "I'll give it to you, keep it well."

Song Yao was still a little worried: "You won't go back on your word, will you? I think you seem reluctant to give it up."

Old Wu was indeed reluctant to give it up.

But compared to being reluctant, he wanted to find the next owner for the "treasure" he had guarded for his whole life.

"Don't worry, look at me, am I the kind of person who doesn't keep his word?"

Song Yao looked at the white-haired, kind-faced old man and shook his head with relief.

Old Wu: "By the way, what good news did you say you wanted to tell me?"

Song Yao was stunned for a second before reacting: "Ah! Yes! I wanted to say that Grandpa Wu, your disease can be cured, because the medical equipment we brought this time is just right..."

Baba ba ba, ba ba ba, the child happily shared the good news.

Old Wu was silent for a second: "In other words, I don't have to die?"

Song Yao touched the box and nodded affirmatively: "Yes!"

Old Wu was silent for half a minute before speaking: "By the way, classmate Song Yao, I have something else to tell you."

Song Yao's eyes lit up happily: "What?"

Old Wu hooked the box back one by one:

"In fact, I am the kind of person who doesn't keep his word."