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Chapter 256: The Worst Outcome

When the results of the examination came out, several doctors discussed it, and did a few cross-sectional scans, and the conclusions reached were exactly the same as Ye Qiu's. It is determined that this is a malignant tumor, which is still proliferating, and it is adherent to the lymphatic main treatment of mustard tissue, which is difficult to clean up by surgery, and may deteriorate at any time, and if it spreads to the whole body, it may be too late to amputate the limb at that time.

Several doctors were excited and surprised in their hearts, they didn't know how Ye Qiu saw it, but they checked it with an instrument several times, and they observed it in detail through cross-sectional scanning, and they came up with this result, but Ye Qiu could see it at a glance, and it was the negative that they didn't have any problems at all.

Zhao Xingguo was not happy at all in his heart, his face was gloomy and almost dripping, he didn't expect the situation to be so serious, if Ye Qiu hadn't seen it, when Jiang Jianjun's condition deteriorated, the People's Hospital would definitely not be able to escape responsibility.

Especially Jiang Jianjun's identity, that is the old principal of Tianguang University, peach and plum all over the world, once something happens, the People's Hospital will definitely shake.

Thinking of this, he said: "Inform me to go down, at 1 o'clock in the afternoon, let the doctors who are not on duty in the surgical and internal medicine departments come to the conference room for a meeting to discuss Jiang Jianjun's condition." ”

"Okay. ”

Several doctors nodded hurriedly.

Zhao Xingguo took the test results to see Jiang Jianjun in person, and when he walked to the ward, only Luo Junzhe and Jiang Jianjun were there, and everyone else had already gone back.

Seeing Zhao Xingguo's face, Jiang Jianjun had a bad premonition in his heart, and said, "Dean Zhao, how is my leg?"

Zhao Xingguo looked at Luo Junzhe.

Jiang Jianjun waved his hand and said, "Dean Zhao, Junzhe is my proud protΓ©gΓ©, and in my eyes, he is like my son, let him listen to it." ”

Zhao Xingguo thought about it, nodded, and said his condition.

After listening, Luo Junzhe's face turned pale, stood up and looked at Jiang Jianjun, and said, "Teacher, ......"

Jiang Jianjun didn't have a face, waved his hand and said calmly: "Don't let your master know about this matter." ”

Luo Junzhe nodded with an ugly face.

At this time, an old woman walked in from outside the ward, about the same age as Jiang Jianjun, full of white hair, in good spirits, although the skin on her face was wrinkled, but her face was very gentle and elegant, it could be seen that even if her face was not very good, she must have been a temperament beauty when she was young.

The old man held a lunch box in his hand, walked into the ward and saw a few people, and greeted: "Dean Zhao, Junzhe is also here, I can'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 still have some things to go first." ”

Song Mei nodded, walked up to Jiang Jianjun, and said with a smile: "Old Jiang, have you waited for a long time?"

Jiang Jianjun looked at the boss and said with a smile: "I'm almost hungry when I wait." ”

Song Mei smiled: "You old man, hurry up and eat." ”

Jiang Jianjun took the lunch box and took a few bites of rice, and said with a smile: "Wife, the food in this hospital is not as delicious as what you make." ”

Song Mei was stunned, looked at Jiang Jianjun with a strange face, and said, "Old Jiang, something is wrong with you today, didn't you always dislike me for cooking unpalatable?

Jiang Jianjun said with a smile: "I don't think I've eaten your food for decades, but after eating the hospital food today, I think what you make is simply delicious in the world." ”

Song Mei's old face turned red and said, "Old Jiang, Junzhe, this kid is still there, what are you poor." ”

Luo Junzhe hurriedly said: "Teacher, mother, I'll go first, call my brother if there's anything." Luo Junzhe turned around and secretly shed tears, his teacher has been teaching all his life, and he also used his income to donate to students in need, but why should he suffer such a crime when he is old.

......

Zhao Meier's face was red, and she stuck out her little tongue and said, "Brother Ye, the food in the hospital is unpalatable." ”

Zhao Xin'er pinched her sister and said, "What did Mei'er say, who rushed to eat scallops just now? Or did Brother Ye pay for it." ”

Zhao Mei'er pouted: "I haven't tasted it, but the dishes made by Brother Ye are delicious." ”

Ye Qiu smiled, if the cooking skills of his heir to the imperial dining room were compared to the chef of the canteen, it would be a hell of a thing.

Several people got into the van, and Ye Qiu took Zhao Meifen's mother and daughter around the city.

Although the results of the examination were not very good, Zhao Meifen's leg had been paralyzed for ten years, and no matter how bad it was, the mother and daughter had a meal, and their mood recovered.

Now Ye Qiu took them around the city, not to mention how excited they were.

Especially Zhao Meifen, who has not been to the city for so many years, suddenly saw the high-rise buildings on the street, her eyes were round, and she was very surprised.

"Good girl, there are cars on the street, at that time, cars were only available in the county, and there was only one, and the appearance was ugly, and everyone shared it. ”

"That building is so high, it can't even go to the end! How did it build it? Will it fall down when the wind blows?"

Zhao Meifen saw a high-rise building with dozens of floors and asked worriedly.

Zhao Meier took her mother's hand and said, "Mom, now this kind of building is 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 for decades!"

Zhao Meifen's eyes lit up and said, "Is it really that powerful?

Ye Qiu looked at the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "Aunt Meifen, this thing is actually not expensive, like your house, if it is built according to the specifications of 50 square meters, according to the cost of 1,000 per square meter, it will only cost 50,000 yuan." ”

Zhao Meifen was taken aback: "50,000 yuan is less, too much." ”

Ye Qiu shook his head: "You may not feel it in the mountain village, but now the country is developing rapidly, our living standards are gradually improving, everyone's income has increased a lot, such as Tianguang City, the basic salary has reached 2,400 yuan, the average salary is 3,000 yuan, if a family has 2 laborers, save money and be thrifty, and 50,000 yuan can still be saved in one or two years." ”

Zhao Meifen thinks about it, the combined salary of her two girls is 7,000 yuan, plus her salary is 3,000 yuan, she has 10,000 yuan a month, and she can build a reinforced concrete house in 5 months!

Ye Qiu drove, took Zhao Meifen and two little girls, and went to the park for a stroll first.

The two little girls used to study in the town, except for a few exams and a few times to the city, they usually don't have the time and money to come to the city to play, today Ye Qiu took them to the park and was quite excited, looking east and west, having fun, with an innocent and lovely smile on their faces.

Zhao Meifen saw that her two daughters were so happy, and her face was full of smiles, and the frustration of the previous examination in the hospital was quickly left behind by her.

Ye Qiu planned to accompany Zhao Meifen and them all day today, so she took the mother and daughter to visit several famous scenic spots in the city, and she also relaxed and took a look at the changes in the city by the way.

The four of them played until the evening.

Seeing that there was still some time, Ye Qiu drove Zhao Meifen and the three to Tianguang Shopping Mall, ready to buy them a few new clothes.