Volume 3 Chapter 29 A Different Kind of Death

Director Zhang stood aside, rubbed his hands and said apologetically: "Please mourn! The operation was originally very successful, but I didn't expect complications to suddenly occur." ”

Zhao Qizhu turned his head and glared at him angrily, and said in despair: "I didn't expect it?

Director Zhang is also over half a hundred years old, and he couldn't help but feel hot when he heard this. But he was accustomed to seeing the state of the family members after the death of various patients, adjusted his tone, and immediately said respectfully: "I'm really sorry! We also hope to save his life, and all the medical staff have made the last effort." ”

"What's the last effort?" Zhao Qizhu glared at him with an angry gaze. "Do you know who he is? He is my only younger brother, and if you ask Liao Zhijie to come to see me, I will ask him personally, what kind of expert did he invite? ”

"Mrs. Liao, this is really an accident. We have tried our best to salvage, but we didn't expect such a thing to happen. The expert from other provinces has already left on a special plane, and we are fully convinced that he is indeed using the most exquisite technology. Director Zhang patiently explained.

"What do you mean is that our family Qiyuan died violently. Zhao Qizhu's face was distorted and deformed because of excitement, and she raised her voice and said, "Every one of you people can't run." Her eyes were bloodshot.

Gao Zhengnan was lying on the hospital bed like a cloud, and Zhao Qizhu's crying outside turned a deaf ear to him.

"Can you protect her?"

"Definitely!"

This is the promise made by the Chinese side to Mrs. Shi. That night, Mrs. Shi slept very peacefully, and the people around her said that she could barely hear her coughing and panting. I don't know if the medicine left by Dr. Wen worked, the envoy was very happy, and the next morning he rewarded Wen Xi, and ordered someone to prepare a generous gift for General Hua, thanking Hua for his intention to send food.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Shi was still asleep, and the pro-mission person probed the pulse, only saying that everything was stable, and she was afraid that she was still tired during this time, so she slept a little, and said that she did not need to worry too much. After hearing this, the envoy also calmed down for the time being, but he would visit every half an hour, and even refused to hunt in the paddock.

Hua Fang did not go with his father this time, Hua Xiong stood behind him, watching General Hua and the other relatives get on the horse and stop talking.

"Brother, I want to ...... too" As soon as Hua Xiong spoke, General Hua, who was about to lose his horse's head, turned sideways and said to Hua Fang: "Are you really not going?"

"Father, if the envoy is not there today, he must be alone in the embassy, and I want to go to him to visit Mrs. Shi. Hua Fang looked up at his father and said.

"Well, it's a pity that you don't go, today we will go over Akiyama, where there is more prey. General Hua said with some regret, he saw that Hua Fang's face was unmoved, and knew that once this son made a decision, he would not change it easily, so he said: "Then don't be naughty, go to greet well, bring some gifts, don't lose etiquette." ”

"Yes!" replied Hua Fang bowed his hand.

"Father ......" Hua Xiong on the side said, "I want to go." ”

General Hua laughed, turned his horse's head and left. A military general beside him said: "Second son, you are still too young, you can go together in two years." ”

"Brother, at my age, I have already gone to the border with my father. Hua Xiong said aggrievedly.

There was no dispute about the general, smiled kindly, turned around and followed the main general.

Hua Xiong's gaze slowly changed from grievance to cold and resolute, and his hands clenched into fists because of the coldness of his heart. He silently said in his heart: You look down on me because I am not the son of Washington, I must regret it. Certain!

General Hua and his entourage had already set off to walk away, and Hua Fang moved his hands and feet, and said to Hua Xiong on the side: "Don't worry, practice riding and archery in the backyard in the future, and when you can also shoot red hearts, your father will definitely take you there." ”

Hua Xiong's heart moved, lowered his head and said, "I've tried many times, but I can't pull those bows." ”

"Where's your little bow?" asked Hua Fang.

"It's broken. Hua Xiong replied.

Hua Fang beckoned someone to take his set of bows and arrows and handed them to Hua Xiong: "Here you go! This one is bigger than the one you used before, the arrows are very sharp, you have to be careful." ”

Hua Xiong hurriedly took it, with surprise in his eyes: "This is really for me." ”

Hua Fang nodded, took his hand and said, "Do you want to go with me to see Mrs. Shi?"

Because of the new bow, Hua Xiong's face showed a flush of excitement, and he couldn't help nodding.

There was silence outside the legation, Wen Xi squatted on a small stool in front of the courtyard and watched the fire, and the smell of medicine permeated the surroundings. Hua Fang led Hua Xiong over and said softly, "Why is this courtyard so quiet today?"

Wen Xi turned around and made a silent gesture: "Mrs. Shi is sleeping." ”

Hua Xiong said with a nonchalant face: "Are adults lazy too?"

"She has a cold disease, and it is rare that she can sleep more peacefully. There was a hint of concern on her face.

"What's wrong? You don't look happy. Hua Fang squatted down and took the fan in her hand to fan the stove for her.

"There is no drowsiness in the master's medicine, I don't know why, although Mrs. Shi's pulse is calm this day, it always makes people feel uneasy. Wen Xi's little face was full of doubts.

"What do the medical officers of the embassy say?" asked Hua Fang.

"Just say it's a good symptom. Wen Xi carefully stuffed a handful of dry branches into the small stove.

Hua Xiong stood aside and said, "Since the medical officer said that it is good, it is naturally worry-free. ”

Wen Xi looked at him at this time, this boy was different from Hua Fang's elegance and calmness, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square face and wide lips, and a pair of small eyes that were very active, he couldn't stop looking around, and said: "It's the first time I've entered the legation! ”

Wen Xi frowned and said, "Mrs. Shi's illness needs to be recuperated, so adults will choose this courtyard!"

She wrapped the medicine jar in the soft cloth in her hand, poured a bowl with both hands, took a smaller medicine jar, and put it back on the stove to continue boiling.

"How many times does it take to fry raw raw like this?" asked Hua Fang.

"Nine large pots are boiled into the last small bowl. Wen Xi replied: "Severe illness requires cruel medicine!"

Wen Xi placed the medicine jar and tiptoed into Mrs. Shi's place, the wing room was extremely spacious, there was only one girl in the front hall dozing off, she entered the inner room, Mrs. Shi was lying on the bed, breathing steadily. She couldn't help but feel a little sad when she thought of that sentence "aunt", such a beautiful woman, but she was seriously ill, she hoped that the master could come back as soon as possible, as long as the master arrived, there was no patient he couldn't save. In Xiao Wenxi's heart, the master is the most powerful person in the world, as long as he wants to save the person, he will definitely be able to save it.

Mrs. Shi's face was pink and crystalline, not as haggard and yellow as she was usually terminally ill. Wen Xi secretly pondered: Could it really be the master's medicine that worked? It's just that the medicine is not the last prescription, and the master said that the final prescription is a little yellow and shizi. She approached step by step, slowly stretched out her hand, and quietly placed it under Mrs. Shi's nose.

At this moment, a deep voice sounded: "What are you doing?"

Wen Xi turned her head in panic and looked at the person who came, it was the envoy, and there was a threat in his eyes, so frightened that she quickly knelt on the ground, bent down and didn't dare to raise her head.