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Sitting in the taxi, Silong said secretly, this old president of Qingbei University is really not easy, eighty percent of his illness is related to tumors, otherwise, why did he sigh like that day?

It seems that the old headmaster knew early on that he was afraid that his life would be imminent.

Malignant tumors, cancer, after decades of development, is still a difficult problem for the medical community to overcome, and the current medical technology, although it has been able to greatly reduce the pain of cancer patients and prolong the life of patients, is still unable to achieve a fundamental cure.

The taxi sped all the way, and in less than half an hour, it had already arrived at Xianya Hospital.

"The hospital has arrived."

"Thank you."

After getting out of the car, Silong walked into the hospital quickly, and Silong met a lot of sympathetic eyes along the way, especially when Silong came to the tumor department, those patients who sat downstairs to relax, their eyes were full of gray.

Replacing the tumor is as if he has been sentenced to death, and Silong sees only despair in the eyes of these patients.

"Hey......" Silong sighed, such a gaze made him dare not look more.

Silong turned around and came to the bottom floor of the tumor department, standing at the general consultation station, Silong was a little confused, after all, he didn't know what ward Principal Zhang lived in.

"Sir, is there anything you can help with?"

"Oh, hello, I'm looking for a patient."

"Well, okay, please give me the patient's name." Patient reception by a beautiful nurse.

"Huh? Name? Silong was a little embarrassed and said, "This, I really don't know, I only know that he is the old president of Qingbei University." ”

"Who are you?"

"Oh, I'm a student at Qingbei School."

The two beautiful nurses at the consultation desk glanced at each other, and one of them said: "What you said should be Mr. Zhang Aiguo, in the past two days, many students from Qingbei University have come to visit." ”

"Yes, yes, it's surnamed Zhang."

"Mr. Zhang Aiguo, in ward 1302 on the 13th floor."

"Okay, thank you, nurse."

"You're welcome."

After asking the old principal's ward, Silong took the elevator to the 13th floor, and while leaving the information desk, Silong vaguely heard the voice from the service desk.

"Excuse me, which ward does Mr. Zhang Aiguo live in?"

"Who are Zhang Aiguo?"

"Oh, we're his students."

……

It can be seen that the old principal is highly respected in Qingbei, and as soon as he fell ill, many of his students came to visit. However, it is not a good thing for the patient to constantly cope with the visitor, especially when the patient is very weak.

The elevator stopped on the 13th floor, and when he got off the elevator, Silong noticed that there were a large number of people in a ward on this floor, which was relatively rare, and the hospital needed to be clean, so that the patients could recuperate, and there were too many people, which was not conducive to the patient's rest and recovery.

When Silong stood in front of the door of ward 1302, he realized that the reason why there were so many people in this ward was that they had come to visit the old principal like him.

Through the door, Silong felt that there were at least ten people in the ward, and after hesitating, Silong finally knocked on the door.

"Knock knock~"

The door to the ward opened and there was a middle-aged man in his forties wearing glasses.

The middle-aged man, who looked tired, looked at the young Silong in front of the door, a little surprised: "Who are you looking for?" ”

Silong said: "Hello, may I ask if Principal Zhang is in this ward?" ”

"Well, yes."

"I'm a student at Qingbei University, and I heard that President Zhang is sick, so I came to visit." Silong Road.

The middle-aged man looked ashamed: "I'm sorry, we understand your intentions, but my dad is not in good health and can't be too tired, so you better go back." ”

The old headmaster was sick and very serious, and could not cope with too many people who came to visit. Seeing that Silong was so young, the middle-aged man judged that Silong was not a student of the old principal, so he wanted to decline.

"Well, I have to bother a little more," Silong called out to the middle-aged man who wanted to close the door.

"Is there anything else?"

Silong said: "Please help me tell me that a young man named Silong outside the door wants to see the old principal, if the old principal doesn't want to see me, I'll leave." ”

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was stunned, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Silong's gourd, "Okay, you wait a minute." ”

The middle-aged man closed the door and left, and Silong was confident that the old principal would definitely see him.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, the door of the ward opened again, but this time, there was a little more smile on the middle-aged man's tired face: "It turns out that you were the one who temporarily treated my father at school that day, thank you very much, thank you very much." ”

The middle-aged man thanked him again and again, and Silong said: "It's all as it should be, it's all as it should be." ”

"Come on, get inside."

The attitude of the middle-aged man seemed to have come to a 180-degree turn, which made Silong feel a little flattered.

After following the middle-aged man into the room, Silong was surprised to find that there were six middle-aged people in their forties and fifties standing in the ward, both men and women.

After Silong came in, the six of them all cast surprised glances at Silong.

"A few uncles and aunts, I'm sorry, my dad wants to see this little classmate first."

These six people were all students under the old principal back then, and the relationship between them and the old principal was definitely closer than Silong. But today, in front of Silong, they had to stay back if they wanted to see the old principal.

"Big nephew, what are you kidding? If you want us to go, just say it, what does it mean to be a little hairy kid to humiliate us? ”

"That's right, this kid, what does it have to do with the old headmaster? Why did you precede us? ”

"No, I want to see the old headmaster."

……

"A few uncles and aunts, don't be impatient," the middle-aged man said to soothe, "It's not a secret, when my dad was ill that day, if it weren't for this little brother, my dad would not have survived now, speaking of which, the little brother is my dad's savior." ”

"What? It's him? ”

"You mean, he was the one who gave the old headmaster first aid that day?"

"How is it possible, such a young child."

Silong smiled slightly: "A few uncles and aunts, if you are ambitious, you are not old, and you have no plan to grow a hundred years old, speaking of which, I only know a little bit about the art of Qihuang, it may be that the blind cat met the dead mouse that day, it was a coincidence." ”

"Since that's the case, let's let him see it first."

"Thank you a few uncles and aunts."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man turned around and walked towards the inner room of the ward.