I don't know how long it has been, but the man who called has left. Zhang Yang wiped his eyes, adjusted his mood, and began to call the teacher to ask for leave.

“…… Well, I will have surgery the day after tomorrow, okay, then please help me keep it secret, if any classmates ask, just say that I am not feeling well, okay? ”

"Um, well, okay, thank you, teacher, goodbye, teacher."

……

After asking the head teacher for leave, Zhang Yang began to dial again and called Su Yiqing.

As soon as the phone was connected, Su Yiqing's excited voice rang over there.

"What a coincidence, I just wanted to call you! My dad hasn't come back yet, do you and Gu Bei want to come to my house for dinner again tonight, if you want, you go to buy vegetables, I'll cook, oh, remember to buy some ......"

"Yiqing."

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

"I'm not going...... You let Gu Bei go. I'm a little unwell, I've already asked the teacher for leave just now, so you don't have to wait for me tomorrow morning. ”

"Uncomfortable? Zhang Yang, what's wrong with you? Gu Bei and I came to see you, okay? ”

"No, no, I'll be fine after a sleep, you don't have to come."

"Hey...... Publicity......"

"That's it, I want to rest early."

Quickly hung up the phone, Zhang Yang exhaled heavily.

Back to the ward.

"Excuse me?"

Zhang Yuan was lying on the bed, and there was already a drip on his left hand, it seemed that the nurse had come just now.

"Well, I also called Yiqing, saying that I was not feeling well, and I should be able to lie to them for a day or two, and I will tell them after your operation." Zhang Yang walked to another hospital bed and sat down, and pointed to the drip potion, "Did the nurse say how many bottles to order?" ”

"Just two bottles, saying that they are cough suppressants and improving immunity, just press the bell and let them come over to change after ordering," Zhang Yuan replied casually, but suddenly straightened up and looked at Zhang Yang seriously, "The college entrance examination will be in more than a month, and your study ......"

"Dad, you can rest assured, take care of your illness with peace of mind. At this time, it doesn't matter if you go to school or not, classes have already been completed, and most of the time in school is to do exam papers and self-study. I'll go back tomorrow and bring the textbooks here, and I'll ask Yiqing to help me bring the test papers that are distributed every day, and I'll do the same here. You don't have to worry about the college entrance examination, the results are guaranteed to satisfy you! Zhang Yang comforted Zhang Yuan confidently, with the reward system, he has the confidence to do so!

Zhang Yuan looked at Zhang Yang's confident appearance, and finally laughed: "Okay, our father and son are fighting side by side this time, if you want to win the college entrance examination, I will also defeat the disease!" ”

"It's a piece of cake!"

……

The father and son talked and laughed, and ate the porridge delivered from the takeaway, and by about eight o'clock in the evening, the second bottle of potion had been drused. Zhang Yuan was tossed for a day today, and the drip of the potion seemed to have some sleeping effect, so he fell asleep early. Zhang Yang asked Xiao Zhu to wake him up as soon as there was any movement, and he plunged into the reward space and continued to study acupuncture.

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The two woke up early the next morning.

The nurse came over again to draw blood and brought a bottle of potion to drink, saying that it was to clean the stomach. Since Zhang Yuan couldn't eat today, Zhang Yang went out to eat breakfast alone, went home by the way, and brought some review materials to the hospital.

I haven't seen him for just an hour, Zhang Yuan, who was still looking good just now, was pale at this time, he was paralyzed on the bed and didn't even bother to move, Zhang Yang, who pushed open the door, was startled, and was about to ask something, Zhang Yuan shouted urgently: "Quick, help me up, here again, here again......"

Zhang Yang didn't understand what he meant, but seeing that he was in a hurry, he hurriedly threw away the information in his hand and stepped forward to help him up.

"Toilet...... Toilet ......" Zhang Yuan's whole body was so weak that he couldn't even stretch out his fingers, and Zhang Yang finally helped him into the toilet.

Almost the moment the door was closed, a series of sounds reverberated back and forth in the bathroom, Zhang Yang's face was stunned for a while, and then he understood how the strange smell in the room came from, and quickly opened the window to ventilate......

Looking at the empty bottle of potion on the table, Zhang Yang wanted to feel sad, but finally couldn't help laughing.

……

The effect of the laxative finally faded near noon, and Zhang Yuan, who was almost dehydrated, collapsed on the bed, not even wanting to move his fingers. Half a morning, Zhang Yang was in the midst of this thunderous rumble, reviewing his homework.

At about eleven o'clock, the nurse came in to hang up a drip to replenish water and nutrition for Zhang Yuan, who had gone to half his life, and it was like this until the evening.

For lunch and dinner, Zhang Yang went outside the hospital alone to eat, for fear that Zhang Yuan, who had been hungry for a day, would not be able to stand it.

Then, at about nine o'clock in the evening, the phone vibrate.

Glancing at Zhang Yuan, who was already asleep, Zhang Yang gently pushed open the door and walked out.

Su Yiqing's phone, Zhang Yang thought about it and answered the phone.

"Zhang Yang, are you better?" Su Yiqing's tone was very concerned.

"It's still a little uncomfortable...... I don't think I can go tomorrow, you don't have to wait for me tomorrow morning......" Zhang Yang secretly wiped his sweat and continued to make up.

"Publicity! You're lying to me! The tone of concern suddenly rose! The volume was so loud that Zhang Yan on the other end of the phone could imagine her angry expression at the moment.

"Huh?"

"I've already been to your house with Gu Bei just now! You're not at home at all, and then we call the homeroom teacher and the teacher tells us! ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Yang's grief and indignation, teacher, didn't you say that you would help me keep it secret? How do you ...... How can you make me believe you in the future, teacher!

"Ahhh Tell me which hospital you are in now, and Yi Qing and I will come over right away! Gu Bei's voice.

"Don't! Don't! Zhang Yang raised his hand and looked at his watch, "What time is it now, you guys are coming over, and there will be classes tomorrow." ”

"You can skip class, why can't we!" Su Yiqing snatched the phone again, "Talk about the hospital!" ”

"Okay, Yiqing, Yiqing, you listen to me," Zhang Yang took a deep breath, letting his chaotic brain sort out his thoughts a little.

"My dad has been fasting for a day today, tired and hungry, and has fallen asleep. If you come here now, you'll make a noise with him. He's going to have surgery early tomorrow morning, and if you come over at noon after school, he'll be almost done, okay? ”

"We won't quarrel with him, we'll come and see you, okay......"

"Yiqing!"

"Good...... Okay," Su Yiqing responded aggrievedly, "Then we'll come over tomorrow, do you have anything you want us to bring for you?" ”

"Well, help me bring the test papers for the past two days."

"Okay, then you can rest early, good night."

"You too, good night." Zhang Yang took his hand and was about to end the call, when the voice of "Wait, wait" suddenly came from the microphone, and he raised his phone again in confusion, "What's wrong?" ”

"Zhang Yang, your dad will be fine, don't worry too much......"

"Okay, got it, good night!"

hung up the phone angrily, but the corners of his lips didn't know when, and his heart was full of warmth.

yes, it's going to be fine......

……

In the reward space, Zhang Yang put down the "Yellow Emperor's Eighty-one Difficult Scriptures" in his hand, and in the past two days, he has learned a little about the basic theoretical knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, and has memorized the twelve canons. Prompted by Kosuke, he was ready to try it himself.

Without considering the needle insertion technique, Zhang Yang used a gold needle and began to experiment on the bronze man's body. The bronze man has an exquisite mechanism, and only when the acupuncture point is really pierced, will there be clear water flowing out.

But after all, the bronze man is different from the real person, in order to truly experience the feeling of gold needles in the flesh, Zhang Yang began to experiment with himself.

Although there is no real entity coming in the reward space, all the feelings are the same as reality, Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and began to experience it carefully.

Pain is the sensation of a needle sticking to a blood vessel......

Acid is the sensation of a needle pricked into a muscle......

Anesthesia is the sensation produced by a needle pricked into a nerve......

The heavy is the sensation caused by the needle sticking to the periosteum......

An hour later, Zhang Yang, who was covered with cold sweat, finally put down the golden needle, continued to pick up the ancient books, and began to study the eight veins of the strange scriptures outside the twelve canons......