Chapter 342

But to tell the truth, Yang Xiaotian really didn't understand what Fu CHENFENG came here to do, just to see himself?

Thinking of Fu Chen's murderous face just now, he thought it should not be.

But whatever.

It's not that he asked Mr. Fu to operate on him. What's more, he paid him back.

After finishing, whether Fu Chen is happy or not, does it have anything to do with him?

Since it doesn't matter, and there is a great possibility that she won't meet in the future, why do you worry about what she thinks? There's something else I can't worry about in Tianbao hall. I really don't have that leisure.

Follow sun Qi forward, around a house, came to a single family in front of a small house.

The bottom of the house is raised by stone, and the top is made of wood. It looks antique and has a good feeling.

After entering the lounge, Yang Xiaotian meets Mr. Fu again. Mr. Fu is writing calligraphy. He looks better than when he saw him last time.

Yang Xiaotian said with a smile: "Mr. Fu, I haven't seen you for half a year. I look better!"

Mr. Fu put down his brush and said with a smile, "I'm listening to you. Have you been doing exercises all the time?"

Fu Chen looks surprised. In her impression, grandfather's writing brush is a kind of concentration and calmness. He has a strong sense of ceremony, especially before making a major decision, he must write a few brush words.

As far as I can remember, it was the first time that she lost her writing brush in the middle of writing when she saw her grandfather.

I have the impression that once the Minister of national defense came to see my grandfather, and he was also at the side. He honestly waited for my grandfather to finish his writing before he began to talk.

But when the man came, grandfather lost his pen.

Fu Laoke liked this little granddaughter. After all, she was the youngest granddaughter. Seeing her surprise, he asked, "Chen Chen, what's the matter?"

Fu Chen pointed to the brush on the table and said, "grandfather, don't you always lose your pen after you finish writing?"

"Nonsense, I'm not a warlord. Where are so many rules?" Boss Fu said with a face, but he couldn't be serious in front of his little granddaughter. After a serious moment, he said with a smile, "I'm not writing anything important. It doesn't matter if I lose my pen

Next to Mr. Fu, there is an old man with a white beard. He is wearing Chinese clothes. He should be old and thin, but he is full of energy. He should be the kind that belongs to thin and belongs to lean meat. He can be regarded as lean.

Next to him, there is a middle-aged man who looks like Fu. He is about 50 years old. His black hair should have been dyed. He has a Chinese character face. Standing there, he looks dignified.

Yang Xiaotian has an impression on him, as if he can often be seen in the news.

Sun Qi was introduced next to Yang Xiaotian.

The old man with white beard is Fu's health care doctor, Duan Jingrui.

The middle-aged man is Fu Weidong, the second son of the Fu family. He is also the political star of the second generation of the Fu family. The next generation of the Fu family depends on him. Now he works in the Ministry of foreign affairs, and his position is Minister of foreign affairs and head of the Ministry of foreign affairs.

Yang Xiaotian is still wondering why he is the second and eldest son? Is it not a tool?

But it was someone else's family business, and he didn't ask.

Later, I learned that Mr. Fu's eldest son was born before liberation. During an operation in the enemy's rear, the devil copied his hometown and killed him with a bayonet.

Therefore, although Mr. Fu's present situation is very beautiful, it was also bitter in the past.

If you think people are rich and famous, why do you have to live in poverty.

Then you might as well ask your elders what they are doing when others' parents are under fire?

Of course, a lot of history is beyond textual research.

But now there are still many examples. Through their own efforts, the children of poor families can live a well-off life.

For those who only know how to complain every day, it's better to focus more on their own efforts. Even if others go out to set up a stall, they can earn 50 or 60 yuan more in one night, and more than 1000 yuan more in one month's spare time.

Don't gossip, after the introduction.

Duan Jingrui looked at Yang Xiaotian and asked, "listen to Mr. Fu, did you teach him his set of Aerobics?"

Yang Xiaotian nodded.

Duan Jingrui asked, "what's the principle of your exercise?"

This is the school entrance examination.

But Yang Xiaotian didn't have the heart to give him the examination. Yang Xiaotian said directly: "my traditional Chinese medicine is from my ancestors, my grandfather is Yang Songming!"

In fact, what he said is very straightforward. You are not qualified to test me!

Duan Jingrui was stunned and immediately nodded and said with a smile, "it turns out that it's Mr. Yang, so you're a family member! But I'm very strange. You should be a traditional Chinese medicine. How can you do an operation? "

He wasn't angry either, just talking with a smile.

Next to him, Fu Chen asked sun Qi in a low voice, "is Yang Songming very famous?"

Sun Qi shook his head: "I don't know much about these, but the attitude of seeing doctor Duan should be that of the elder."

"Hum!" Fu Chen sends out this one voice from the nasal cavity, "all are to pretend to be gods and ghosts!"

Other people have a good attitude, and Yang Xiaotian won't have a bad attitude either. He explained: "I pass on traditional Chinese medicine in my family, but traditional Chinese medicine still has limitations, so I study western medicine in my university! In my opinion, traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine don't matter. Didn't the leader say that a black cat and a white cat can catch mice is a good cat. In my opinion, a good medicine can cure diseases. It doesn't matter! If you have to say what school it is, I personally suggest using the term "modern medicine!"

With that, Yang Xiaotian said to Mr. Fu, "Mr. Fu, let me feel your pulse first and see how you are now!"

"Yes Fu is obedient to Yang Xiaotian. After all, he has personally experienced the magic of Yang Xiaotian. After Yang Xiaotian taught him a set of exercises, his heart now feels much stronger. At least in the past six months, his heart has suffered a lot less.

They sat face to face on both sides of the table.

Yang Xiaotian reached out to feel his pulse.

Looking at the posture of Yang Xiaotian's pulse diagnosis, Duan Jingrui nodded involuntarily and said to himself in a low voice: "just look at the method of pulse diagnosis, he has learned Yang's skills seven or eight times! Well... It seems that Mr. Yang did have a great grandson after he moved to Beijing, but his grandson was angry with his parents when he heard that he went to the army first and then failed. Is that the man in front of you? It seems that this man is very steady in front of us! And medical skills should also be OK! "

Thinking of this, he shook his head and thought, forget it, don't ask about other people's housework.

Yang Lao Xinglin has a high reputation all his life. Although he doesn't go out to see a doctor now, sometimes when the central leaders feel uncomfortable, they still go to him to seek medical advice.

Fu Chen just couldn't stand Yang Xiaotian's presence there. He said with a curl of his mouth, "pretend to be a God and play a ghost. Hum, you'll still have an operation. I'll see if you can do it then."

After Yang Xiaotian's pulse diagnosis, he said: "Mr. Fu, your body is in good condition now. My suggestion is that you can have an operation at any time!"

At this time, Fu Weidong said: "my father is in good health now. Recently, no heartache has occurred. Do you think it is necessary to have an operation?"

As a big family, Mr. Fu's body does not belong to him. He is in good health, no, not good. As long as he has Qi, it is political capital for the family.

It's different for the Fu family to have him or not.

With him, the Fu family was the first generation of the nation.

Without him, it would be just a big family.

Therefore, in Fu Weidong's opinion, the risk of operation is too great. Although the body will be better after the operation is successful, what if the operation fails? After all, father is so old, the risk is too great.

If you don't have surgery, according to my father's current physical condition, I can live for another three or four years at least, and then I should be able to go to a higher level.

Yang Xiaotian said with a serious face: "good health now does not mean good health in the future! If after a period of time, the body is not good to do surgery, then the risk is greater, the body may not be able to bear!

If you ask my opinion, my opinion is to have an operation now! "

Fu Weidong complexion tangled, asked: "how much success rate?"

"At least 90%!" Yang Xiaotian said, "in fact, it's a small operation, but the patient's age is older! That's why it adds a little bit of risk! "

"That's only 90%, not 100%!" Fu Weidong said.

"Ha ha, sir, there is no 100% possibility of success in the operation. Even if it's a cecum cut, it won't be 100% successful!" Yang Xiaotian said.

Old Fu coughed and said, "second, don't talk about it. I believe in Xiaotian's ability! Just listen to him, do the operation! "

Fu Weidong said: "but..."

"Nothing, but!" "If you fail, you will fail," he said! I will go one day! You can't rely on me all your life, can you? How can a bird grow up without wind and rain? Don't you think other people and my generation have already gone, and they are still alive? "

"Dad, this big new year's day, say these are not lucky!" Fu Weidong said.

"Oh, I've killed devils and beaten Mr. Jiang, and I'm afraid it's unlucky?" Fu asked, "I think you have lived a comfortable life for a long time. You have some ideological problems, and you are beginning to be feudal and superstitious with me?"

Fu Weidong, who was also 50 years old, was scolded by old Fu. He bowed his head and dared not speak.

Fu Chen quickly came forward and said: "grandfather, uncle is also for you, care is chaos, you don't scold him!"

Fu Lao then said with a smile, "look, you're so old that you haven't grown up yet."

Fu Chen said with a smile: "grandfather, I think surgery is OK, but we need to change a surgeon. My classmate in the United States, his father is an authoritative doctor in the Department of Cardiology in the United States. I specially invited him here this time. I think he can be your surgeon. What do you think?"

Yang Xiaotian has a smile on her face. No wonder she is hostile to herself. She looks down on Chinese doctors and wants to find foreign doctors.

But I said, have you ever asked me for my opinion when you rob my business in front of me?