General Extradition Ward.

President Lao Wu's eyes were closed and he lay on the hospital bed.

At his level, he could live in the so-called senior officials' ward or special ward. However, Director Lao Wu had a stubborn personality and insisted on staying in the ordinary ward.

In fact, the result is similar. General Wait arranged a room for two people. The patient with another bed was discharged from the hospital on the same day, but no new patients were arranged to come in. The family could sleep in it and accompany the bed. It was also convenient, but the bit needed a small reception room and no household appliances such as refrigerators and microwaves.

President Lao Wu couldn't be calm. After saying it twice, he looked at the coming and going of his family and his disciples. No matter how others were in the room, he could not rest, so he had to give up. He just thought about his own thoughts quietly.

His liver cancer is still in the early stages, and I don’t feel anything. He was only 80 years old, and he had two consecutive days of examinations and hospitalization, and the constant visitor came, so the old man quickly became exhausted.

Even Dean Lao Wu's old granddaughter felt a little tired.

She held grandpa's dry palm in one hand, sat on the chair beside the bed and closed her eyes to rest until she heard the sound of leather shoes in the corridor again.

"There's someone coming again." The old granddaughter sighed and stood up. She herself works in Yunhua Middle School and is now the director of the teaching department. But if you want to deal with visitors, it is much more tiring than criticizing students.

President Lao Wu also opened his eyes gently. His heart was not very good. If he was woken up after sleeping, he would feel uncomfortable.

Bang.

Bang bang.

The ward door was knocked lightly three times, but the nurse on duty came in first.

"Ms. Wu, Dean Xiaowu and the experts are here." The nurse said a little vaguely, but it was clear.

Ms. Wu quickly stood up, and she still had hope for her father's illness.

A few seconds later, Dean Xiaowu entered the door, nodded to his daughter first, then looked at the situation in the ward, and then turned around and said, "Dad, I hired an expert who specializes in the elderly and early liver cancer. You can't even think of who it is."

"I don't see anyone." President Lao Wu's tone was very stiff. He was a practical personality. He didn't believe in ghosts and gods or the next life. He was just frugal all his life and wanted to devote all his resources to reproduction and study, but he was not even willing to see his own illness.

President Lao Wu looked at his son with a firm attitude and said, "You don't have to advise me, let alone lie to me. A well-known medical expert in China. I know more than you. I know no less than you. Who can you invite? There is no need to invite others over. My health is like this. I just let someone recite the title of a teacher who has killed me. I am so worried. It's embarrassing to meet again. Isn't it like this?"

President Lao Wu said something similar before, but it was not as heavy as this time. President Xiao Wu's nasal cavity suddenly became hot, and tears were about to shed.

"Grandpa, don't think so much now." Ms. Wu is also almost 40 years old, and her expression is also unrestrained.

President Lao Wu shook his head gently: "When a person is old, his body is declining, but his thoughts can be turned on again..."

"Dad." Dean Xiaowu did not let his father say anything anymore, pretended to be happy and said, "The experts I invited today are different. I guess you will be happy."

As he said that, he coughed twice more, and then saw Zuo Cidian enter first and then let Ling Ran in.

The eyes of President Lao Wu and his old granddaughter lit up at the same time.

"It's Ling Ran." Dean Lao Wu called out Ling Ran's name at a glance. Although he had long left the front-line position of Yunhua University Medical School, his family was located in the school and attended various events and speeches once or twice a year. He was still very familiar with the students of Yunhua University.

Especially for Ling Ran, a handsome and good student, Dean Lao Wu can be said to be very satisfied with it.

However, no matter how satisfied he is, he can't imagine that today's expert is Ling Ran.

"Ling Ran is now the number one expert in liver resection in Yunhua Hospital." Director Xiao Wu smiled and introduced his father.

President Lao Wu's first reaction was to frown and said, "Don't praise him, Ling Ran is still young, why are you fighting for the first place?"

"Don't fight, no fight." Dean Xiaowu felt that there was a way when he heard this, and smiled from the bottom of his heart, and said to Ling Ran and others: "My father's energy in the past two years is not as good as before, and he has paid less attention to the hospital."

Ling Ran became famous in the medical circle. For veteran cadres like Director Lao Wu who even left the second line, the information has not been transmitted.

President Xiaowu was in a slightly better mood. Seeing that his father wanted to sit up, he hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the bed up a little, and said, "Dad, I am not telling a lie. Dr. Ling's liver resection technology is indeed the leading level in China. Now, the first choice for experts in Changxi Province to ask for liver resection is Dr. Ling."

"That's him young." President Lao Wu didn't buy it.

Dean Xiaowu smiled and said, "Then I will say it in another direction. I won't admit it when I leave this door, but I know that Dr. Ling is now killing ten thousand yuan, right?"

Flying knives are still a relatively gray behavior. The low-level doctors are unscrupulous when chatting because they are not qualified to do the flipping knives. The senior doctors can't help but feel secretive when talking.

But whether it admits it or not, flying knives are a realistic topic, and the more realistic point is the price of flying knives.

Doctors with 3,000 Yidian and 5,000 Yidian are not the same type of doctors. There is a huge difference between doctors with 6,000 Yidian and 10,000 Yidian.

It is right that President Lao Wu has left the front line, but he still understands it in his heart.

A flying knife with one knife of ten thousand is really the best in a place like Changxi Province. There may be two or three thousand more, but if it is as high as ten thousand or even twenty thousand, it is basically an accident.

The relationship between money and life is an ethical topic that the entire medical system does not want to discuss, but the power contained in money is necessary to maintain life.

Director Lao Wu looked at Ling Ran with difficulty, smiled and asked, "Ling Ran has only graduated for two or three years. Isn't it easy to go to the outer hospital for surgery, right?"

"The surgical environment in the outer hospital is not as good as Yunhua, but most doctors' surgical cooperation is still up to standard." Ling Ran calmly gave an evaluation, but what he said was not the same as what Director Lao Wu said.

President Lao Wu had contacted Ling Ran more than once, and couldn't help but smile and said, "I didn't expect... Well, let Dr. Ling see my illness."

As Dean Xiaowu planned, as a young doctor who graduated from Yunhua University, Ling Ran's appearance gave Dean Laowu too many reasons to insist on treatment rather than blindly give up treatment.

"Then I'll do a physical examination for you first." Ling Ran didn't say much and started directly.

President Lao Wu struggled to see his technique and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, it's done well. When we were at that time, we didn't have as many instruments and machines as we do now, and we had to rely on physical examinations..."

"Please don't talk." Ling Ran looked at Dean Lao Wu with a serious expression.

Director Lao Wu was interrupted and was stunned for a moment, but laughed out loud.

"It's not okay to laugh." Ling Ran pressed his hand on Dean Lao Wu's stomach and ordered again.
Chapter completed!