"That Mo Xue, that Lin Hu last time, what did you do with it in the end?"

Following Song Moxue's footsteps, Lu Zifeng couldn't help but ask.

"Don't call me Mo Xue, I'm not familiar with you, call me Officer Song. ”

Song Moxue snorted coldly, and said without looking back: "That Lin Hu has basically recruited the crimes he has committed over the years, and he is being handed over to the judicial authorities for processing, I believe that it will not be thought of for more than ten years." ”

When Lu Zifeng heard this, his spirits perked up, and he said with a smile: "I knew that your police authorities would enforce the law impartially, especially the elite of the police force like Officer Song." ”

Song Moxue glanced back at Lu Zifeng, "Don't think that saying something nice can improve my impression of you, you eat my beans ....."

I obviously wanted to say, 'I haven't settled accounts with you about eating my tofu', but after thinking about it, this is really indecent, and I didn't want to say anything after saying it, and then said:

"No matter how brutal Lin Hu is, no matter how heinous he is, that is also something that our police should be in charge of, and you don't need to show personal heroism, you still committed atrocities against Lin Hu when our police came, do you know that it is illegal? If it weren't for my grandfather's face, I would have arrested you a long time ago. ”

Lu Zifeng shrugged his shoulders, this woman is really not interesting at all, and she is too lazy to talk anymore, she is not interesting to herself.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was Song Qingshan's granddaughter, he wouldn't have bothered to ask what he said before.

Alas, it's better to think about a woman like Ruoxue.

Although it will be a little tantrum, it is still very good.

It's not like this, a living man's wife, with a stinky face, thinking that everyone owes her money.

After following Song Moxue, he didn't say anything all the way, and soon arrived at the door of a VIP ward on the third floor of the inpatient department.

"Zifeng, you're finally here. ”

Song Qingshan saw Lu Zifeng coming from the corridor at the top of the stairs from a distance, and immediately stood up from the rest chair and reached out to shake Lu Zifeng's hand.

Lu Zifeng walked forward quickly, holding Song Qingshan's outstretched right hand with both hands, "Grandpa Song, don't be so polite." ”

"Good, good. Song Qingshan said a few good things, obviously very satisfied with Lu Zifeng's humble attitude.

"Grandpa Song, you just said on the phone that your friend is seriously ill and needs me to see, can you take me to meet your friend now. ”

Lu Zifeng got straight to the point, his sister was still waiting for him in the mall, he couldn't let her wait for a long time, he had to make a quick decision.

Song Qingshan, who was still thinking about how to speak, heard Lu Zifeng take the initiative, and immediately said, "Okay, Zifeng, you come in with me." ”

With that, he walked to the door of the VIP ward next to him and knocked on the door a few times.

Lu Zifeng and Song Moxue followed him.

Soon, the door of the ward opened, and the person who opened the door was a young woman in her twenties, with oblique bangs, dressed as a student, and quite delicate, one meter six and five tall.

In terms of appearance, young women must be at the school flower level in school, the most important thing is that they don't look young, but they are very mature, and the former weapon has a sense of impulse to jump out of the clothes.

When the young woman saw Song Qingshan standing at the door, she immediately showed a shallow smile: "Grandpa Song, you are here." ”

The voice was very beautiful, and Lu Zifeng couldn't help but look at the young woman twice.

Then the young woman found Song Moxue behind Song Qingshan, and immediately shouted, "Sister Moxue." ”

As for Lu Zifeng, the young woman's eyes swept and found that she was not impressed, so she didn't say hello.

Song Moxue nodded and responded with a smile: "Shihan, how is Grandpa Hong?"

Speaking of grandpa, the young woman's expression was gloomy, "It's still the same, in a coma." "Her eyes weren't red, they were moist.

It turned out that the patient I was going to treat this time was the grandfather of this beautiful woman. Lu Zifeng said secretly in his heart. Looking at the woman's pitiful appearance, I wanted to give her a little comfort.

Song Qingshan patted the young woman's shoulder and comforted: "Shihan, don't worry, your grandfather is sure that Jiren has his own natural appearance, and he will be fine." ”

"Well, thank you, Grandpa Song. Hong Shihan nodded obediently.

"Shihan, who's here?"

In the ward, the voice of a middle-aged man was heard.

"Dad, it's Grandpa Song. Hong Shihan turned his head and shouted into the ward.

"Then don't you invite Grandpa Song in. The middle-aged man in the ward said.

Hong Shihan turned around, "Grandpa Song, Sister Mo Xue, come in." ”

With that, she opened the door.

Song Qingshan nodded and walked into the ward.

The ward is very large, like a luxuriously decorated hotel, walk into the door, first of all, there is a living room, all kinds of furniture is complete, this living room is mainly used for relatives and friends to visit the patient when the communication place, and then into a door, is the real sense of the ward.

At this time, a group of people came out of the door one after another, men and women, old and young, almost more than a dozen people.

"Uncle Song, why didn't you say hello when you came, you didn't go out to greet you, I hope you don't be surprised. ”

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, who looked upright and had a hint of elegance, walked up to Song Qingshan at this moment and said a little respectfully.

This person is none other than the eldest son of Song Qingshan's old friend Hong Tianhe, Hong Zhengming.

Hong Zhengming occupies an important position in the Lincheng County Government, and even in Jiangzhou City, he is also a person who has entered the Standing Committee of the city, and he has a trace of prestige in the political arena of Jiangzhou.

"Uncle Song is good...... Grandpa Song is so ......"

Hong Zhengming said hello, and then everyone greeted Song Qingshan.

Lu Zifeng saw the degree of respect of everyone, and he didn't admire Song Qingshan in his heart, he was so respectful everywhere.

Song Qingshan nodded slightly at everyone, in response, and then set his eyes on Hong Zhengming.

"Zhengming, what did those experts from the provincial capital say about your father's illness?"

Hong Zhengming was stunned and said: "Uncle Song, my father's illness is not optimistic, and if he doesn't treat it, I'm afraid that he will really be weak, and those major experts from the provincial capital are discussing the final treatment plan, and the results of the plan will be released today, and the operation will be performed tomorrow, as for whether the operation can be successful, it can only be left to fate." ”

Hearing this, the Hong family and the others all lowered their heads and were silent, the old man had been fighting all his life, and he had this huge family now, and now if he drove the crane west, it would be a big blow to the entire Hong family.

The little girl Hong Shihan couldn't stop her tears, and her pitiful appearance was pitiful.

Song Qingshan's heart also trembled, he didn't expect that the condition of his old friend Hong Tianhe was a little more serious than he imagined, and he immediately said: "Zhengming, since the hope of surgery is very slim, why not change the way." ”

Hong Zhengming was stunned for a moment, looked up at Song Qingshan, and was puzzled in his heart.

Everyone in the Hong family raised their heads one after another, and their eyes all looked at Song Qingshan, and they didn't quite understand what Song Qingshan meant by what he just said.

Song Qingshan said, "Do you remember the young divine doctor I mentioned to you?"

Hong Tianming's eyes lit up, "Uncle Song, is that the little miracle doctor you said before who cured Mr. Tang?"

"Not bad. Song Qingshan nodded and said: "It's this person, I want to ask this little divine doctor to show Tianhe, maybe it's also a chance, don't you say?"

Listening to the conversation between Song Qingshan and Hong Zhengming, everyone in the Hong family at the scene also became a little chaotic and exchanged ears.

"Little Miracle Doctor, what Little Miracle Doctor?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why.

Standing behind Song Qingshan, Lu Zifeng was also a little speechless, revealing a wry smile: Grandpa Song, you are killing me, I didn't say that I was a miracle doctor, in case I didn't cure people, don't blame me for insulting the word 'divine doctor'.

Song Moxue secretly glanced at Lu Zifeng, saw the wry smile on the corner of Lu Zifeng's mouth, and thought that Lu Zifeng was complacent when he heard others call him a miracle doctor, and he was very proud, and couldn't help but scold secretly in his heart: "This little rascal really regards himself as a miracle doctor, and he won't be cured later, see if you can still laugh?"

After thinking for a while, Hong Zhengming spoke: "Uncle Song, since it is the person you recommended, it must not be an ordinary person, if the little divine doctor is willing to come, my Hong family can pay a high price for the outpatient fee." ”

Before, when Song Qingshan made this suggestion, he refused.

At that time, he also thought that his father's illness was an old problem, and his life was not critical, not to mention that he had already contacted the major experts in the provincial capital to come for consultation, and those experts were professors from major famous universities with a certain reputation in the medical field, compared to a verbal young miracle doctor

Say, it's better and more reliable.

But now, my father is critically ill, and the situation is extremely critical, and those experts from the provincial capital have no choice, and they plan to make a desperate bet and resign themselves to fate, so why not give it a try?

Besides, this little miracle doctor was recommended by Song Qingshan, Song Qingshan is a respected old-timer in Lincheng and even Jiangzhou, and he is a close friend of his father, so he must not recommend an ordinary person to come.

Song Qingshan heard that Hong Zhengming agreed to his suggestion, and his tense heartstrings were also loosened, showing a knowing smile, and said: "Zhengming, in fact, I have already invited someone." ”

Hong Zhengming was stunned for a moment, his eyes looked behind Song Qingshan, and only then did he notice Lu Zifeng.

"Uncle Song, could it be that the miracle doctor you are talking about is ......" He pointed to Lu Zifeng, his face full of disbelief.

The young man's clothes could not be more ordinary, not like a miracle doctor, but like a farmer farming in the countryside.

"Exactly. ”

Song Qingshan nodded, tilted his head slightly and introduced: "Zhengming, this is the little miracle doctor I want to talk about, Lu Zifeng." ”

After speaking, he introduced Lu Zifeng again: "Zifeng, this is Hong Zhengming, deputy secretary of the county party committee of our Lincheng County. ”

Lu Zifeng was shocked when he heard that the other party was actually the deputy secretary of the county party committee, which in the past, he couldn't imagine that a small farmer like himself could have such a close contact with the deputy secretary of the county party committee, and he was really a little frightened.

At this time, when the Hong family members at the scene heard Song Qingshan pointing to Lu Zifeng and saying that he was the little miracle doctor, they all showed suspicious eyes and couldn't help but discuss.

"This man claims to be a miracle doctor at a young age, can't he be a liar?"

"I look like a liar, this dress is even shabby than the nanny I hired at home, how can it be a miracle doctor?"

"Can such a person cure the old man's illness?

"No, you must not let him cure ......"

The voice of the discussion was very small, after all, the person was brought by Song Qingshan, and they didn't dare to offend too much.

Hong Shihan's big bright and flickering eyes were also firmly fixed on Lu Zifeng, with curiosity and suspicion, she never thought that this young man who had been ignored by herself before turned out to be the miracle doctor in Grandpa Song's mouth.

But is he really a miracle doctor? Can he really cure grandpa?

No matter how small the voice of the discussion is, it can't stop people from discussing, and at this moment, the entire living room is shrouded in remarks that Lu Zifeng is a liar.

Lu Zifeng is not deaf, these words fell into his ears word for word, he was very speechless about this, he hasn't been cured yet, you guys just say I'm a liar one by one, is it really good?

People can't look good, and the sea can't fight, haven't you heard of this sentence?

I haven't heard this sentence, those thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor, you should have heard the phrase "don't bully the young and poor", right? No, this sentence doesn't seem to be very appropriate, anyway

Just don't judge people by their appearance, don't you understand?

Alas, Lu Zifeng sighed, kindly came to help treat the disease, but he regarded him as a liar, and it was angry to think about it.

If it weren't for Song Qingshan's face, he might have walked away.

If it can't be cured, it's not your own family who died anyway.

Song Qingshan's expression was also a little displeased, these people were obviously questioning Lu Zifeng on the surface, but why weren't they questioning him?

How could he, Song Qingshan, bring a liar to harm his life and death comrades?

Song Moxue couldn't help but want to say a few fair words for her grandfather, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't say them in the end.

Speaking of which, she actually didn't believe in this Lu Zifeng in her heart.

In an instant, the atmosphere of the scene became a little solemn.

Seeing this, Hong Zhengming hurriedly said: "Zhiming, don't talk about it, the person recommended by Uncle Song will definitely not be a liar, don't talk nonsense." ”

His eyes swept over the next group of Hong family disciples one by one, very serious, and everyone felt the chill in his eyes, and closed their mouths one after another.

The old man is not there, and the power of the Hong family to speak naturally falls on this eldest son, Hong Zhengming.

"Uncle Song, they are also worried about their father's illness, so they talked nonsense in a hurry, please don't take it to heart. Hong Zhengming said apologetically to Song Qingshan.

Song Qingshan said: "Don't say this kind of kind of guest talk in the relationship between you and me, the key is that Zifeng was invited by me to heal Brother Tianhe, you are so suspicious, it is really ...... It's hard for me to do it. ”

"Yes, yes, Uncle Song said very much. Hong Zhengming hurriedly said.

Then, his eyes were on Lu Zifeng again, although he believed it or not, it was Song Qingshan who invited him after all, and he couldn't refute his face, and said slightly apologetically: "Doctor Lu, the words of the family members just now were a little excessive, on behalf of them, I will accompany you, and I hope you don't take it to heart." ”

Lu Zifeng hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile: "Secretary Hong, you are polite, I won't take it to heart, and besides, you can call me Zifeng." ”

Being called a miracle doctor by the deputy secretary of a county, and apologizing to himself, really flattered him.

"Okay, Zifeng. Hong Zhengming nodded with satisfaction, thinking to himself, although this young man was dressed a little shabby, there seemed to be a sense of righteousness between his eyebrows, not like a liar, and he spoke more humbly, which was very much in line with his appetite.

All of a sudden, there was less contempt for Lu Zifeng.

But after all, when it comes to his father's illness, he has to be cautious, "Zifeng, I heard Uncle Song say, you are young and skilled in medicine, I don't know where you are the teacher?"