Zhuang stretched out his hand, straightened up and thought about it, and said to Dandan's father: "Mr. Bai, this operation has some risks, which may damage the child's eyesight. ”

"Mr. Li, let it go, as long as you live, there will always be a disappearance." Dandan's father said calmly.

Zhuang nodded and bent down. He appreciates Daddy's attitude.

He reached out and dipped some blood on Dandan's forehead, drew a circle around the bleeding mouth, and scribbled the word "spirit" within the circle.

Dan Dan was not anesthetized, and Zhuang remained asleep after stopping his pain. At this time, he suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Zhuang fixedly, and said, "Uncle, I want to see Dad." ”

"Son, Daddy is here." Dandan's father holds the child's little hand.

"Alright, Uncle can get started." Dandanzi looked at his father carefully for a minute, and said with a happy smile.

"Dandan, you have to keep your eyes open and look at Dad." Zhuang get out of the way a little; "No sleeping, no laziness. If you can't see clearly, tell your uncle right away, okay? ”

Dandan nodded sensibly and said, "I will." ”

"Dandan is really obedient, when your illness is cured, uncle will take you to see the sea." Zhuang You's right hand is on Dandan's forehead, and he is really lucky.

The word "spirit" turned into a red mist that seeped into the brain, gathered at the lesion, surrounded and slowly contracted, separating the tumor from healthy brain tissue little by little.

The process is extremely slow, and Zhuang needs to constantly look at the ball's eyes. The child was tortured too strong by the disease, he clenched his teeth, stared at his father with a pair of clear big eyes, and blinked reluctantly.

On a few occasions, Zhuang noticed that Dandan's pupils were constricting, indicating that his vision was starting to blur, so he relaxed a little; Wait for him to recover, and then continue the separation.

The cameras faithfully recorded that no one in the operating room spoke. Mr. Liao should have had nothing to do, but in order to cooperate with Zhuang, he still sat at the end of the operating table and used a needle knife to work in the back of the head; Because he was covered tightly, no one, including Zhuang, knew what he looked like.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhuang and Mr. Liao are completing a difficult operation together.

Forty minutes passed, and the red mist turned into a shell that enveloped the tumor. Zhuang straightened up and let out a long sigh.

Wu Zhanming cooperated with him many times, and hurriedly glanced at a little nurse.

The little nurse took a towel to wipe the sweat from Zhuang's face and stuffed a tube into his mouth.

Inside is not water, nor nutrient solution, but wine, mellow Moutai. Fortunately, this is the operating room, and the smell of alcohol and disinfectant is relatively strong, and no one noticed that Zhuang was drinking.

"Dandan, hold on, and shout when it hurts." Zhuang removed his right hand, and the dragon star in his left hand pierced through the bleeding hole on Dandan's forehead, which had dried up.

Dandan snorted, tears welling up in his eyes, but he insisted on not shouting or crying.

Purple Butterfly swallowed up the red tumor, and the blood oozing from the lesion was absorbed by Purple Butterfly little by little. This process takes about a week, and after a week, the balls are really safe.

"Dandan, can you see Daddy?"

"Yes, it's just a little shaky."

"Good." Zhuang left the operating table, and Wu Zhanming instructed the nurse to protect Dandan's eyes with an eye patch.

When he lifted Dandan's head, Zhuang saw Liao Lao carving a ...... on the back of Dandan's head Gossip. Fortunately, the nurses in the operating room were quick and had long been accustomed to the strange tricks of these old Chinese medicine doctors, and covered the exquisite gossip with bandages for the first time.

"Is the surgery a success?" The beautiful host watched confusedly, and there was some gore, but it was too different from the imaginary operation. In her opinion, that bit of blood is not a brain tumor removal operation at all. Importantly, no cut tumor was seen.

"So far, it's going well. If there is no abnormal situation after three days, it is basically a problem. Within a week, Dan Dan should be able to get out of bed and run. ”

Zhuang Zhenqi's consumption is too great, and he can't stand it a little. If it weren't for show, if it wasn't for the sake of holding Dandan's eyesight, he wouldn't have to be so tired at all.

But the cutscene still has to go, and in the next time, the beautiful female anchor commanded the camera and recorded the whole process of Dan Dan being pushed out of the operating room to the senior ward of Wanghai Hospital. During this period, she randomly interviewed Dandan's father, "Divine Doctor Li Xiang", doctors, nurses, and a few arranged patients and unarranged patients.

Dandan's father experienced a lot of blows, and he was skeptical of Zhuang's assurances and didn't show much enthusiasm; But the gratitude on the face was sincere.

After all this, it is already a long time to start in the evening.

The staff under the female anchor followed Wu Zhanming to the hotel outside to eat and drink, while she herself got on the elevator with Zhuang and stepped into the most mysterious and essential part of the legendary Wanghai Hospital, the antique and magnificent Wanghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Research Association.

With the well-informed female anchor, she was also suppressed when she first entered.

Zhuang only took her into the common areas on the eleventh and twelfth floors, where there were mainly dining and soothing rooms, and a No. 1 aromatherapy room, which was popular compared to the four upstairs.

The food and health workshop, as the name suggests, is a place to eat, accounting for half of the twelve floors, with small bridges and flowing water, green bamboo and blue orchids embellishing a fresh and elegant space. Although the place is not small, there are only four tables, with six booths near the floor-to-ceiling windows, and it can only serve more than 50 people at a time.

The Relaxation Workshop is a place to evacuate the muscles and bones, and there are professional massages in it, which provide targeted acupuncture and recuperation services according to the members' personal files. Reservations are required for both of these places.

The One Aromatherapy Room is on the 11th floor and is also where members change their clothes. Each member will keep a few sets of loose clothes here.

The female anchor came for the first time, and of course there was no preparation. Zhuang asked the nurse to bring her a set of silk Tang clothes to change into, and the next thing was a one-stop service experience.

Showing aromatherapy, followed by massage, and by the time she sat on the booth in front of the long window and tasted a medicinal meal that was said to have detoxifying and beauty effects, there were already lights on outside.

Zhuang also changed into a loose gray coat, before, he had already eaten something, accompanied the female anchor to eat, just drinking.

After 10 o'clock in the evening, the members of the Shanghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Research Association are constantly expected to arrive, and half of them have become accustomed to enjoying professional conditioning here after a busy day. Even if you feel that the state of your body is fine, it is also a good choice to have such a private space and communicate with friends of the same level.

Every member will come over to say hello and say a few jokes when they see Zhuang. Among them, there are those who know the female anchor, and those who don't know her, without exception, they will compliment her a few words; Say sorry for interrupting the conversation between the two.

The female anchor is the person on the occasion, and she knows that her identity is nothing in these people, and any one of them has a net worth of more than 100 million; It's good to be able to say hello to her, and you can be calm.

Gradually, she knew why these people had come to say hello.

Zhuang also seemed to know their physical condition well, and casually reminded a few guests that they should pay attention to their health, and that they should go to a place called "Wendaofang" to meet a certain doctor.

The few who were reminded by Zhuang said thank you gratefully, and hurriedly turned around and left, and those who were not reminded would not be delayed for much. Although, the female anchor can stay for a while longer, in her eyes, it is not a person at all, but a mountain of gold with splendid gold and magnificent treasures.

"Boss Li, can I come here often?"

"Of course." Zhuang took out a golden card and put it in front of her; "It's an invitation card, and you can come and spend it three times a month for free. You can bring a friend, just sorry, only on the eleventh and twelfth floors. It's a private space for members, and I don't have the right to approve anyone to join without their permission. ”

The female anchor said thank you very knowingly, picked up the card and looked at it again and again, and then put it away. Although, it was just a one-year invitation card that seemed to be reserved for people like her, but she was satisfied.

If you can go to the eleventh and twelfth floors, you will have the opportunity to enter a higher floor; "Divine Doctor Li Xiang" gave her this opportunity, and it is up to her whether she can grasp it.

Ten minutes later, a medicinal meal was finally eaten. Even if she is reluctant to give up, the female anchor can only say goodbye to "Divine Doctor Li Xiang" and everything here. She received another card with 100,000 yuan in it. It's just that she said it before, and she didn't pretend anymore.

She was very relieved to receive the slightest hint from "Divine Doctor Li Xiang", and for this goal, she also inadvertently loosened the two buttons on her chest, revealing an alluring scenery. Unfortunately, the elevator doors were still closed.

Zhuang is really busy tonight and has to meet a few important guests.

The flower came again, this time with her father Wang Xiangjiao, nominally to accompany her father to visit Fan Lao; But she invited Zhuang to invite Ouyang Fan's father and daughter to dinner, and her true intentions were not known.

The flower is also in the Wanghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Research Association, which is not a twelve-storey, but a special private room on the fifteenth-storey village.

When Zhuang came in, the dinner was coming to an end. The cups, saucers, and bowls on the mahogany round table have been removed and eight plates of fruit pastries have been placed.

Mr. Shu, the honorary president of Wanghai Hospital, sat with Mr. Fan and Mr. Chen on the chairman, happily holding a wine glass. Shu Lao is a leisure one in Wanghai Hospital, he has been in Shanghai for more than half a year, and he mostly lives in Blessing Villa, and mixes with the idle clouds and wild cranes invited by Zhuang. He lowered his posture very low, and he really humbly learned from them. With the efforts of Shu Lao, his mother Zhu Hong, and his uncle Zhu Huang, the research institute under Wanghai Pharmaceutical has obtained a lot of treasures. Those are the essence of Chinese medicine civilization in the past few years, and it is likely to disappear with the death of these people.

Zhuang specially invited Shu Lao back today in order to support the scene. Shu Lao didn't have much contact with Fan Lao and Chen Lao, and with him as a well-educated person, the two old men would not be too presumptuous.

Huahua sat on Fan Lao's right hand, Ye Er sat on Chen Lao's left hand, Ouyang Fan was talking about something with Wang Xiangjiao and Fan Xilin, Ouyang and Della had already left the table and sat on the sofa in the outer living room watching TV.

"The beauty is gone?" Della was the first to challenge Zhuang. They all knew that Zhuang was downstairs and had dinner with the beautiful female anchor.

"Walked away. Actually, I deliberately avoided it, if I was here, I was afraid that the two old people would be unhappy. Zhuang glanced at the bottles on the bar.

Sure enough, Fan Lao and Chen Lao said almost in unison: "This is a person who understands." In the entire clubhouse, only Zhuang dared to restrict them from drinking with a straight face.

It was nothing at first, but after a long time, Zhuang almost became the mortal enemy of the two old men, and every time they met, they had to do this and so. Because of the purple butterfly in their bodies, the two old men almost wanted to soak in the wine pool. But Zhuang only allowed them to drink half a catty of wine every day, and they could not exceed two taels each time. Look at the way it looks today, they are overdoing it again; For this meal alone, everyone drank more than half a catty.

"I'm getting old, I'm getting old, I'm going to be a drunkard." Old Chen muttered dissatisfiedly.

Chen Lao has always been a person with strong self-control, although he is in a high position, he does not smoke or drink, but he can be regarded as an ascetic who is strict with himself; Of course, I am not satisfied with the current state. This sentence has almost become his mantra, and as long as Zhuang arrives, he can hear the same complaint several times.

He didn't care what the faces of the two old men were, greeted Wang Xiangjiao and Fan Xilin, and asked Ye'er: "When did you come?" ”

"At four o'clock, I went to the airport to pick up the chief and came together. Seeing that you were busy, I didn't let them know you. Ye Er also drank a few glasses, her face flushed.

Zhuang swept around, not only Ye'er, but also Huahua seemed to drink more, squinted and said, "Big brother, Dad just said that you can measure words and calculate a hexagram for me, okay?" ”

As he spoke, he dipped his tea and wrote two words on the countertop: Phoenix.

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