"Chief Yang's illness has been dragging on for a long time"

"Cancer is already very painful, especially in the advanced stage, every time it attacks, it will hurt badly, you can imagine what kind of perseverance Mr. Yang used to persevere"

"Although we have tried our best, the cancer has spread, so alas, let's be prepared!"

A few days later, when the oncologist from the Military General Hospital shook his head helplessly and told Yang Hongyi's condition one by one, Lu Jiadong, who was present, even though he had prepared for the worst in his heart, still had his mind buzzing~~, and the whole world of intuition was spinning,

So much so that even the doctor's words are a little intermittent, as if they are a slideshow, playing one, and then pausing for a few seconds before playing the next one, as far as the eye can see, even the sparse spring rain outside the window, it seems to be broken one by one, and it cannot be connected to a continuous picture at all

"Mr. Lu, are you okay?"

Seeing that Lu Jiadong was a little blank, the doctor couldn't help but ask with concern, but Lu Jiadong waved his hand, signaling that he was not tight, and then continued to ask with slightly red eyes:

"Is there no other way, Dr. Lin? Radiotherapy, chemotherapy, if you can't do organ transplantation, why is there no hope?"

"If it is liver cancer and other organ cancer, there may be the possibility of organ transplantation!" Dr. Lin helped Lu Jiadong to sit down on a chair next to him, poured another glass of water and handed it to him, and patiently explained:

"But Master Yang has lymphoma, and you also know that the lymphatic system is not satisfied with the whole body of the human body, and it is not possible to transplant at all, not to mention that now that the cancer cells have spread, we can only do our best, but we also need to prepare for the worst!"

"Dr. Lin, come on, the patient is in trouble again"

Just as Dr. Lin's voice gradually fell, a nurse hurriedly ran in, Dr. Lin listened, immediately stood up without saying a word, followed the doctor and ran towards the intensive care unit, while running, while explaining the required medicines, in the blink of an eye, the expert group from the military general hospital, gathered in front of Yang Hongyi's bed, nervously discussed the treatment plan

Lu Jiadong also rushed to the intensive care unit with Dr. Lin, but because he was not a doctor, even if his identity was a little special, he had no right to enter, standing outside the door, anxiously looking at the flickering monitoring instruments inside, the drip infusion bottles, and the body on the hospital bed that was always closed and emaciated

"Mr. Lu, don't be sad, I don't blame you for this"

Just when Lu Jiadong was nervously staring at Yang Hongyi on the hospital bed, a sad voice sounded in his ears, Lu Jiadong was stunned, and then he reacted, so he turned his head and looked at a man in his thirties, with red crying eyes, and said in a choked voice:

"In my father's life, as long as he works, he will work day and night, he can delay minor illnesses, and he will never take injections if he can take medicine for major illnesses, just to save time to complete the work, but I didn't expect it"

As he spoke, Yang Hongyi's only son, Yang Lin, couldn't help choking, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and continued: "It's just that I didn't expect that he would hide it from everyone until we received a notice that we found painkillers in the drawer of his locked desk, I really don't know why he is holding on, why he is holding on so desperately"

"I just want to be able to see the J-9 soaring in the blue sky with my own eyes one day, don't you know, Xiao Lu, I've been thinking about it every day since thirty years ago, I was thinking about J-9 back then, but now it's a more advanced J-9 on its basis, anyway, it's all in the same vein, seriously, as long as I can see it, I can really close my eyes with peace of mind!"

"Don't always close your eyes, it's like this from the old Wanshan factory, can you change the word? Besides, Lao Yang, you are not old, how can you live for ten or twenty years, can't you wait for three months? Don't worry, after three months, our J-9 will definitely be able to leave its beautiful figure in the blue sky!"

"Haha~~ You little Lu, you can really talk, I'm still young? I'm 75 this year, a real old man, but you're right, we still have three months, three more months, three more months, the last three months"

Listening to Yang Lin's words, Lu Jiadong couldn't help but think of a slightly ridiculous remark three months ago, when the two were walking in the grove next to the Wanshan Aviation Research Institute, but he never expected that the half-joking words at that time became a prophecy at this time.

If he had been able to have a snack at that time, or if he had asked more deeply, would he have been able to avoid today's tragedy? Lu Jiadong didn't know, and he didn't want to know, because at this moment, he only knew one thing in his heart, and the person lying on the bed in the intensive care unit was just a 75-year-old man.

Instead of being a young man who was still full of vitality as he said, an inexplicable remorse suddenly came to his heart, and his already reddish eyes were full of remorse and bloodshot, becoming even more crimson. Seeing this, Yang Lin thought that he didn't say what he said was right, which made Lu Jiadong misunderstand, after all, the relationship between the two families has long surpassed that of ordinary friends, and there is no difference between them and relatives, so he hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and explained:

"Mr. Lu, I may not have made it clear just now, I mean to say that my father even hid it from his family, let alone others, no, no, no, you are not anyone else, anyway, no one can know what he doesn't want to say!"

"I understand, I just regret it, why I didn't care when there were some signs!"

Hearing Lu Jiadong's words, Yang Lin stopped talking, just lowered his head, choked slightly, and two lines of sad tears seeped out of his red eyes from time to time, dripping on the clean ground

In this way, after about an hour, the door of the intensive care unit suddenly opened, and Dr. Lin slowly walked out with his tired body, Lu Jiadong and Yang Lin immediately greeted him, and asked anxiously:

"Dr. Lin, how is Chief Master Yang (my father)?"

Dr. Lin did not answer immediately, but frowned and shook his head gently, Lu Jiadong and Yang Lin's hearts couldn't help but chuckle, and they just wanted to continue to ask something, but they heard Dr. Lin say with some sadness:

"The man is awake!"

After speaking, he raised his head and looked at Lu Jiadong, and said word by word: "He wants to see you!"

"I see me"

Lu Jiadong was a little at a loss, but the next moment, he understood that it was not a good thing for Yang Hongyi to wake up at this time, not to mention that Dr. Lin's words were full of helplessness and disappointment, it was very likely to look back, thinking about this, Lu Jiadong's pursed lips began to tremble, and he looked at Dr. Lin standing in front of him with a sad gaze:

"Dr. Lim, you mean to say"

"Try to meet his old man's requirements, go quickly, he's in a hurry"

In the intensive care room, the bed that can be lifted and lowered, lying horizontally between the monitoring equipment, the constantly beating heart rate and blood pressure ripples are walking smoothly on the monitor, the one-liter glass bottle, filled with crystal medicine, is along the infusion tube, drop by drop into the thin arm, Yang Hongyi, lying on the slightly rocking bed, with a trace of unhealthy ruddy on his face, looking at the young man sitting on the edge of the bed with slightly red eyes, his eyes were soft, and he smiled kindly:

"I'm fine, just rest for a few days!"

Yang Hongyi was already weak, and he was weak when he spoke, Lu Jiadong wanted him to rest and rest, but before he could speak, Yang Hongyi stretched out his hand to stop him, and then that kind smile was replaced by a touch of seriousness and seriousness, and asked Lu Jiadong anxiously:

"By the way, how is the test flight of the J-9 in the past few days? Is there any problem?"

Hearing this, Lu Jiadong was stunned, but just as he was stunned, Yang Hongyi's somewhat cloudy eyes suddenly froze, and his shriveled and slightly red cheeks were instantly covered with a layer of nervousness, and he said anxiously:

"What? Is it still not good? Is it pneumatic, or is it the flight control system? What did Lao Wei say? Do you bring the relevant flight test data?"

Yang Hongyi didn't know the strength that came from, he said a lot of words in a row, and even the body leaning on the hospital bed was lifted, so that on the monitor next to him, the heart rate ripples fluctuated violently, Lu Jiadong saw this, hurriedly got up, and comforted Yang Hongyi while letting him lie down:

"Everything is fine, everything is fine, there is no problem with our revised aerodynamic layout this time, for this reason, the special chief also praised us, saying that we are pioneers who are not afraid of hardships and difficulties!"

"That's good, that's good"

Listening to Lu Jiadong's words, Yang Hongyi slowly lay down, maybe he used too much strength just now, Yang Hongyi at this time was like a deflated ball, and his voice was even more weak, but even so, from the not very clear words, Lu Jiadong could still feel the persistence and joy of this old expert who has dedicated his life to China's military industry:

"I was finally able to pass the test, and I saw it fly into the blue sky with my own eyes, I have no regrets, no, but it's just Jiadong"

"I'm in"

"I'm still a little dissatisfied!"

"If you are not satisfied, you say, I will definitely do it for you!"

Yang Hongyi smiled hard, shook his head slightly, and continued: "I still want to see with my own eyes how the J-9 performs on the battlefield!"

"Yes, surely!"

"I hope so!" Yang Hongyi's words were already very weak, and Lu Jiadong could only hear the subtle words on his lips: "There is another thing, I, I, I may be really tired, I want to think about taking a few days off"

At this time, Lu Jiadong was already crying: "The factory will approve it!"

"Thank you!"

Yang Hongyi smiled hard again, and at the same time, the thin hand on the hospital bed fell down (to be continued.) )