But to be honest, Yang Xiaotian really didn't understand what this Fu Chen came here for, was it just to see himself?

Thinking of Fu Chen's murderous face just now, he felt that it shouldn't be.

Whatever he is, though.

He didn't ask Fu Lao to operate on Fu Lao, but what was more important was to repay Fu Lao's favor.

After doing it, whether this Fu Chen is happy or unhappy, does it have anything to do with him?

Since it doesn't matter, and there is a high probability that we will not meet in the future, why should I worry about what she wants? There is still a mess of things to worry about in Tianbaotang, and I really don't have that leisure.

Follow Sun Qi forward, bypass a house, and come to a small house with a single family.

The bottom of the house is raised from the bottom of the stone mat, and the top is a wooden structure, which looks antique and quite feeling.

Entering the lounge, Yang Xiaotian saw Fu Lao again, Fu Lao was writing calligraphy, and it seemed that his complexion was better than the last time he saw him.

Yang Xiaotian said with a smile: "Old Fu, I haven't seen you for half a year, and your complexion is better!"

Fu Lao put down the brush and said with a smile: "Isn't this listening to you, doing exercises all the time?"

Fu Chen looked surprised, in her impression, grandpa's writing calligraphy is a kind of calming effect, and the sense of ritual is relatively strong, especially before making a major decision, you must write a few brush words.

For as long as she can remember, it was the first time she saw her grandfather throw away the brush in the middle of writing.

I remember that once the Minister of Defense came to his grandfather, he honestly waited for his grandfather to write the calligraphy before he started to talk about things.

But as soon as the man in front of him came, Grandpa threw away the pen.

Fu Lao Ke likes this little granddaughter, after all, she is the youngest granddaughter, he saw his granddaughter's surprised face, so he asked, "Chenchen, what's wrong?"

Fu Chen pointed to the brush on the table and said, "Grandpa, haven't you always lost your pen after writing?"

"Nonsense, I'm not a warlord, where are there so many rules?" Boss Fu said with a face, but he couldn't be serious in front of his little granddaughter, and he smiled again after a moment of seriousness, "The key is that I'm not writing anything important, if I lose my pen, I lose my pen, it doesn't matter!"

There is also a white-bearded old man next to Fu Lao, wearing Chinese-style clothes, he should not be young, he is quite thin, but he is energetic, it should be the kind that belongs to thin and thin, and it is all lean meat, which can be regarded as lean.

Next to him, there was a middle-aged man with a face that resembled Fu Lao with seven or eight points, about fifty years old, with black hair that should have been dyed, and a Chinese face, standing there with a majestic face.

Yang Xiaotian has an impression of him, as if he can often see it in the news.

Sun Qi introduced him next to Yang Xiaotian.

The white-bearded old man was Fu Lao's health care doctor, named Duan Jingrui.

The middle-aged man's name is Fu Weidong, he is the second son of Fu Lao, and he is also a political star in the second generation of the Fu family.

Yang Xiaotian is still wondering why he is the second son and the eldest son?

But this is someone else's family matter, and he didn't ask.

Later, I learned that Fu Lao's eldest son was born before the liberation, and was robbed of his hometown by devils during an operation behind enemy lines and killed with a bayonet.

Therefore, don't look at Fu Lao's current scenery in front of people, it was also bitter in the past.

If you think that people are rich and illustrious, why do you have to live a miserable life of poverty?

Then you might as well ask your elders, what are your elders doing when other people's parents are swords, mountains, fires, guns, and bullets?

Of course, a lot of history is no longer verifiable.

But now there are many examples, children from poor families through their own efforts, not to mention how rich they are, there are still many people who live a well-off life.

The kind of person who only knows how to complain every day, it is better to complain more on their own efforts, others just go out to set up a stall, and they can earn an extra fifty or sixty yuan a night, and they will also have more than a thousand yuan more in a month after work.

Without further ado, after the introduction.

Duan Jingrui looked at Yang Xiaotian and asked, "Listen to Fu Lao, you taught him that set of aerobics?"

Yang Xiaotian nodded.

Duan Jingrui asked again: "What is the principle of your exercise?"

That's the school.

But Yang Xiaotian didn't have the heart to give him the school exam, Yang Xiaotian said directly: "My traditional Chinese medicine is ancestral, and my grandfather is Yang Songming!"

What he meant by this was actually very straightforward, you are not qualified to take the school exam for me!

Duan Jingrui was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled: "It turned out to be Yang Lao, then you can be regarded as a family scholar! But I'm quite strange, you should be a Chinese medicine doctor, how can you do surgery?"

He wasn't angry either, just laughing and talking.

Next to him, Fu Chen asked Sun Qi in a low voice: "Is Yang Songming famous?"

Sun Qi shook his head: "I don't know much about these, but looking at Dr. Duan's attitude, it should be a senior!"

"Hmph!" Fu Chen made a sound from his nose, "It's all pretending to be a ghost!"

He explained: "I have a family tradition of Chinese medicine, but Chinese medicine still has limitations, so I studied Western medicine in college! In my opinion, Chinese medicine and Western medicine don't matter, didn't the leader say that a black cat and a white cat can catch a mouse is a good cat, in my opinion, what can cure diseases is good medical skills, it doesn't matter what Chinese and Western medicine is! If you have to say what school of medicine, I personally recommend using the term modern medicine!"

After speaking, Yang Xiaotian said to Fu Lao: "Fu Lao, I'll check your pulse first, and see how your body is now!"

"Okay!" Fu Lao was obedient to Yang Xiaotian, after all, he had personally experienced Yang Xiaotian's magic, and after Yang Xiaotian taught him a set of exercises, his heart now felt much more powerful, at least in the past six months, his heart has been less uncomfortable and a lot more uncomfortable.

The two sat facing each other at the table.

Yang Xiaotian stretched out his hand to check the pulse.

Looking at Yang Xiaotian's posture of diagnosing the pulse, Duan Jingrui nodded involuntarily and whispered to himself: "Just looking at this technique of diagnosing the pulse, he has learned Yang Lao's skills seven or eight! Hmm...... It seems that Yang Lao did have an eldest grandson after moving to Beijing, but his grandson heard that he first went to the army, and then he choked his parents with anger. Is this the person in front of you? It looks like the person in front of you is quite stable! And the medical skills should be okay!"

Thinking of this, he shook his head, thinking that forget it, he should not ask more about other people's housework.

Yang Lao Xinglin has a high reputation all his life, although he is not out of the clinic now, but sometimes the central leaders feel uncomfortable and go to him for medical advice.

Fu Chen just couldn't get used to seeing Yang Xiaotian there, so he pouted and said, "Pretending to be a ghost, hum, and still having surgery, I'll see if you will be able to do it then!"

Yang Xiaotian said after the pulse diagnosis: "Old Fu, your body is in good condition now, my suggestion is that you can operate at any time!"

At this time, Fu Weidong opened his mouth and said: "My father is in good health now, and there have been no symptoms of heartache in the recent period, do you think it is necessary to have surgery?"

As a big family, Fu Lao's body actually does not belong to him, his body is good, no, not to say good, as long as there is still qi, it is political capital for the family.

With him and without him, it is different for the Fu family.

With him, the Fu family is the first generation of the founding family.

Without him, it's just an ordinary big family.

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

If he hadn't had surgery, according to his father's current physical condition, he would have lived for at least another three or four years, and he should be able to go to the next level.

Yang Xiaotian said with a serious face: "Being in good health now does not mean that your health will be good in the future! If you have surgery after a period of time, if you are not in good health and then have surgery, then the risk is even greater, and your body may not be able to bear it!"

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

Fu Weidong's face was tangled, and he asked, "What is the success rate?"

"At least more than ninety percent!" Yang Xiaotian said, "In fact, this is a minor operation, but the patient's age is relatively old!

"That's only ninety percent, not one hundred percent!" Fu Weidong said.

"Hehe, sir, there is no 100% chance of success in surgery, even if you cut the cecum, it will not be said to be 100% successful!" Yang Xiaotian said.

Fu Lao coughed and said, "Second brother, don't say it, I believe in Xiaotian's ability! Just listen to him and do surgery!"

Fu Weidong said: "But ......"

"It's nothing!" Fu Lao looked heroic, "If I fail, then I will fail! I will leave one day! You can't rely on me for the rest of your life, right? If you don't experience wind and rain, how can a little bird grow up? You see other people's homes, and people of my generation have already gone, don't they also live well?"

"Dad, this is the New Year, it's unlucky to say this!" Fu Weidong said.

"Heh, I've killed devils and beaten Chiang Kai-shek, and I'm still afraid that this is unlucky?" Fu Lao asked rhetorically, "I think you, have you lived comfortably for too long, have problems with your thoughts, and have begun to be feudal and superstitious with me?"

Fu Weidong is also fifty years old, and he was reprimanded by Fu Lao like this, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.

Fu Chen hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Grandpa, the uncle is also for your good, if you care, it's messy, don't scold him!"

Fu Lao smiled and said: "Look, you are a lot old, and you are not sensible yet!"

Fu Chen smiled and said: "Grandpa, I think it's okay, the operation is okay, but we have to change the chief surgeon, my classmate who went to school in the United States, his father is the authoritative doctor of cardiology in the United States, I specially invited him this time, I think he can be your chief surgeon, what do you think?"

Yang Xiaotian had a smile on his face, no wonder this little girl was hostile to herself, it turned out that she looked down on Chinese doctors and wanted to find foreign doctors.

But I said, you robbed me of my business in front of me, did you ask my opinion?