"Knock Knock"

Jiang Han knocked politely on the door, which could be seen through the crack in the door. Liu Zhiwei raised his head in a panic after hearing the knock on the door, a pretty face full of bookish air was already covered with tears, obviously he had been crying for a long time.

Liu Zhiwei fiddled with his hair, wiped his face, and said in a deep voice: "Come in!"

Liu Zhiwei couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Jiang Han, and asked, "Jiang Han, did you come to me for something?"

Jiang Han walked slowly to Liu Zhiwei, put the lunch box on the table, and said, "Teacher Liu, I heard from my classmates that you are in a bad mood, so I'll come over and bring you some food." ”

Hearing this, Liu Zhiwei suddenly felt a warmth in his heart, and forced out a smile and said, "Thank you, but I don't have much appetite now, you can eat." ”

Jiang Han found a chair and sat down, and said, "Teacher Liu, it's hard enough for you to make up lessons for the two of us, so you're welcome." My cooking is notoriously delicious, I don't believe you can try it. ”

As he spoke, Jiang Han opened the lid of the lunch box and placed it in front of Liu Zhiwei layer by layer. Looking at the four dishes and one soup in front of him, Liu Zhiwei felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.

After five years away from home to study, coupled with the perennial illness of her grandfather who brought her up since she was a child, Liu Zhiwei can't remember how many years she hasn't eaten a meal made by someone around her.

Jiang Han placed the chopsticks and chopsticks neatly in front of Liu Zhiwei, and when Liu Zhiwei just picked up the chopsticks, tears fell uncontrollably in the lunch box. But in an instant, Mr. Liu, who was originally graceful and calm, became a tearful person.

Seeing this, Jiang Han suddenly became anxious, and the teacher cried bitterly in front of the students, but it was the first time he had met him. For a while, Jiang Han didn't know what to do.

"Teacher Liu, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Han asked cautiously.

Liu Zhiwei raised his head suddenly and asked, "Jiang Han, do you know who in our class has someone in the family who is a doctor?"

Jiang Han was a little confused by these words, wondering why Liu Zhiwei suddenly asked this.

"Teacher Liu, why are you asking this?" Jiang Han said curiously.

Liu Zhiwei wiped the tears on his cheeks and choked up: "I heard that President Zhu's lover was suddenly diagnosed with advanced stomach cancer the year before last, and you also know that this disease has basically been sentenced to death. But I don't know what happened later, Principal Zhu's lover's terminal illness was suddenly cured, and not even a single hair fell out. I went to ask Principal Zhu, and he said that it was a master who helped his lover to cure his terminal illness. As for who it was, he didn't want to say, just that this master was the elder of a student in our class. I looked through the family information sheets of all the students in my class, and none of them had parents who were doctors. ”

Jiang Han's father, Lao Jiang, is a doctor, and he is also an academician-level doctor. However, Jiang Han's relatives are top secret, and they are not something that she Liu Zhiwei, a small high school teacher, can find.

Jiang Han felt more and more that the master in Liu Zhiwei's mouth was his elder, but although his father's medical skills were superb, he would never be able to save a patient with advanced stomach cancer.

Jiang Han definitely put Liu Zhiwei's words on the same page, so he asked, "Teacher Liu, is anyone in your family seriously ill?"

As soon as he said this, Liu Zhiwei's tears couldn't stop flowing down, and said, "My grandfather was diagnosed with mid-stage liver cancer last month and has already started chemotherapy. ”

Chemotherapy is a conventional treatment for cancer with the aim of killing cancer cells. However, while killing cancer cells, it will also kill good cells, which is extremely harmful to the human body, which can be described as killing a thousand enemies and self-inflicting eight hundred.

"Teacher Liu, since the old man has already started chemotherapy, why are you still looking for that master?" Jiang Han thought about putting some words out of Liu Zhiwei's mouth, so that he could confirm whether this master was his grandfather.

Liu Zhiwei raised his head, wiped the tears on his cheeks, and said, "But my grandfather is old, and the results of chemotherapy are not ideal." He brought me up since I was a child, and he was the closest person to me, and I really don't want to see him suffer and suffer. ”

As she spoke, Liu Zhiwei began to cry again.

"Teacher Liu, did the doctor give any advice?" Jiang Han asked.

"Having said that, they asked me to find a way to invite Academician Jiang Guojiang, president of the Sioux City Medical Association, saying that with Academician Jiang's medical skills, there should be a way to alleviate my grandfather's condition. But Academician Jiang is so busy, and I have no way, how can I talk to him. Liu Zhiwei's emotions were very excited, and he looked like he was on the verge of collapse.

Isn't this his own father? When did he become the president of the Sioux City Medical Association?

Jiang Han hesitated for a moment and said, "Teacher Liu, one of my uncles has a good relationship with Academician Jiang, otherwise I will help you talk about it?"

In fact, there is no uncle, to put it bluntly, it is his own father. Jiang Han has been instilled with the idea that he can't expose the information of his relatives since he was a child, if he didn't see Liu Zhiwei as pitiful, he would never find his father.

When Liu Zhiwei heard that Jiang Han had a way to catch up with Academician Jiang, he excitedly held Jiang Han's hand and asked, "Really?"

At the stage when her grandfather was sick and lived in school, Liu Zhiwei experienced too much pain and endured too much pressure. At this moment, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, she held Jiang Han's hand to death.

Looking at Liu Zhiwei's excited appearance, Jiang Han suddenly felt a feeling of "I see pity" in his heart. Liu Zhiwei is a weak woman, even if her grandfather suffers from a terminal disease like liver cancer, she is unwilling to give up the slightest hope. This filial piety really touches people's hearts.

Looking at Liu Zhiwei's hopeful eyes, Jiang Han nodded heavily and said, "Teacher Liu, you can eat first, and I'll go out and make a call." ”

"Good, good. Liu Zhiwei agreed again and again.

Jiang Han slowly walked out of Liu Zhiwei's office and raised his head to look at the sky at the moment. The sky is clear, quiet but peaceful. But at this moment, there are many people who are as sad as Liu Zhiwei.

Some rejoice and some are sad......

Jiang Han found a secluded place, found "Lao Jiang" in the address book and dialed it, and the phone rang a few times.

"Hey, Xiaohan, I remember that it's not yet the day to pay living expenses, why did you remember to call me. Lao Jiang's slightly tired voice came from the phone.

But having said that, Jiang Han doesn't seem to take the initiative to call Lao Jiang on weekdays.

"Lao Jiang, what are you busy with?" Jiang Han asked with a smile on his face.

"What can you do, eat. What about you, have you eaten it?"

"Eat. ”

"Tell me, what's the matter? "Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Lao Jiang can be regarded as really knowing his son, and knows that he has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace.

Jiang Han hesitated for a moment, and asked with a serious face: "Lao Jiang, if I ask you something, you must answer me honestly." ”

It was the first time for Academician Jiang to see his son so serious, and he realized that something was wrong, so he left himself a leeway and said, "You can ask first." ”

"Two years ago, my grandfather cured Principal Zhu's lover's terminal illness, right?" Jiang Han directly threw out the doubts in his heart.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone. After a while, Lao Jiang asked with a solemn face, "Who told you?"

"Nobody told me, I guessed it. Jiang Han said truthfully.

Hearing this, Lao Jiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If you let someone know about this from someone else's mouth, it means that someone has already spied on Jiang Han. This was not good news for him, for the Temple, or even for the whole world.

Lao Jiang still wanted to confirm how Jiang Han guessed it, and asked, "Xiao Han, tell me how you guessed it." ”

"President Zhu's lover had advanced stomach cancer for two years, and he was cured without even chemotherapy. With this kind of medical skills, I'm afraid that only my grandfather can do it in the whole of China. In addition, Tong Fat and I are still in the science class this year, which is very revealing. Jiang Han explained.

Jiang Han's grandfather is known as the "Medicine Saint", and he is the same brother as Sun Boyuan, the master of the Baicao Pavilion of the Divine Temple. Jiang Han's grandfather's name is Jiang Moyuan, and he is one of the three holy hands of Huaxia. He has an unwritten rule for seeking medical treatment, which is "one person, one life, one life, one thing".

That is, the person who asks him to heal must promise him one thing. If he agreed, he would come to the rescue, and the cure would prevail, and he would not regret it.

Back then, Jiang Moyuan cured Principal Zhu's lover's stomach cancer, and asked Principal Zhu to keep his grandson and Tong Fat's child in the best class of Sioux City No. 1 High School, which was one thing.

Principal Zhu is also a trustworthy person, and in the past three years, whether it is the teacher, Principal Zhu has unswervingly thrown these two scumbags into the excellent science class, a class full of high-achieving students.