On the fourth day after Yang Ping visited Professor Feng in the ICU, Professor Feng was weaned off the ventilator, stopped using sedatives, and woke up.

Demon Six immediately took action to prepare for Professor Feng's surgery, and Professor Feng woke up, and Professor Zhang stayed by his bedside.

"Senior brother, why are you here?" Professor Feng was in tears.

Professor Zhang sat on the edge of the bed and patted the back of Professor Feng's hand: "It's not for your surgery, you are so thin that you can't look good, and if you donate your body, I'm afraid the quality is not up to standard, so you should live for a few years and donate it after you get a little fat." ”

Professor Feng smiled bitterly, and the old brother didn't forget to make fun of him at this time.

"Is Jiangong also here?"

Although Professor Feng had not woken up for a long time, his mind was still quite clear.

Professor Zhang nodded: "I've been here for a few days, I've been staying in the hotel next to me, and when you were on the ventilator for the first time, he also came and watched you through the glass in the visiting corridor." ”

"Why don't you come in, kid." Professor Feng said slightly angrily.

Professor Zhang snorted: "Your slap knocked him away for fifteen years, how dare he see you, I'm afraid that you will immediately attack your heart when you see him." ”

Professor Feng scanned the ward, there were doctors and nurses in the ICU guarding him, Professor Zhang understood, and opened the doctors and nurses: "You all go and get busy, I'll talk to Professor Feng." ”

The doctors and nurses in the ICU walked away, and Professor Zhang was there, and they were also relieved, not to mention that there was video surveillance, so that in case of an accident, they could also be rescued.

"You also know, in the past fifteen years, I have been thinking about this, Gonggong is more serious and cautious than Zhigang, how can it be possible to use the periosteal ion decompression rod?" Professor Feng had just woken up, very weak, and his speech was mixed with a cough.

Professor Zhang patted him on the back and asked him to cough up the phlegm of the respiratory tract to ease up: "After the operation, the patient had quadriplegia, and the two of us went to the operating table together to reopen the patient's cervical spinal canal, the cervical spinal cord was indeed contusion, and there was a hematoma under the dura, we did an incision, removed the hematoma and decompressed, and finally the patient's limb muscle strength was restored to the third level and stopped, leaving him with lifelong disability." ”

"It's a pity!" Professor Feng was a little more comfortable.

Professor Zhang took the sputum he wrapped in a tissue and threw it into the trash: "It's a mystery, who used periosteal to peel ion contusions?" But I'm sure it's not Han Jiangong, although he admits it himself. ”

"Senior brother, I've been thinking about it, I'm afraid that Jiangong has long known about my relationship with Zhigang and wants Zhigang to take my place, but I have made up my mind, and he has no choice, so he just took this opportunity to push the boat down the river and fulfill Zhigang?" Professor Feng sighed.

Professor Zhang looked at Professor Feng: "I haven't told you this for fifteen years, and I've been paying attention to it afterwards, do you know?" Zhigang secretly visited this patient every year, successively funded the patient with a lot of money, and also helped the patient's son find a good job in the magic capital, and the patient's family was very grateful to him. ”

"Why didn't you tell me? I don't know any of that! I've always wondered that with what I know about them, there will be no such mistakes in Gonggong, and I won't run away in anger because of a slap in the face. Professor Feng's vague intuition was confirmed by Professor Zhang.

"Lao Liao, the anesthesiologist at that time, came to me in private to talk about this, and heard the soft conversation between Zhigang and Jiangong, probably Jiangong suggested to report to you, Zhigang refused, he didn't hear it very clearly, so he didn't dare to be sure, and he didn't dare to ask you. Everything points to prove that it should be Zhigang who made the mistake at that time, and the meritorious service was just pushing the boat down the river and becoming Zhigang. "Professor Zhang and Pan said.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Professor Feng burst into tears.

Professor Zhang shook his head: "Do you still know this kid?" If he is determined to fulfill Zhigang, we have no choice, not to mention that I know that it is a few years later, or speculation, there is no evidence, at that time Zhigang has already sat in the position of director, and he has been away for a few years, and the raw rice is cooked and cooked, what should we do? One has already been ruined, and the other is going to be ruined? Or your son, how can I do it? ”

Professor Zhang lowered his voice.

Professor Feng was teary-eyed: "What about Zhigang, why hasn't he arrived yet?" Let him come! ”

"I asked him to go to your house to get something, he will have surgery tomorrow, maybe he won't be able to get down, you explain my affairs, I didn't do what you wanted, I want to let him call you dad when you still have a breath." Professor Zhang was a little excited, but his voice was low.

"I'm not worthy, so I've been ---," Professor Feng gasped.

Professor Zhang stroked his chest: "You deserve it, you have never failed them, but the world is impermanent and wrong." ”

Professor Feng waved his hand, speechless, Professor Zhang comforted him: "Okay, tomorrow you will be the master of the operation is a meritorious student, the young man is extremely talented, the three-dimensional American expert strongly recommended him to be the main surgeon, your operation, he can achieve a success rate of 80%." ”

"How is it possible, don't comfort me, but I don't care how much success rate it is." Professor Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

---

At Professor Zhang's request, Hong Zhigang rushed to Professor Feng's home, which he was very familiar with and came to often.

He fumbled, took the key that Professor Zhang had given him, and opened the drawer of the desk in the study, which contained an old notebook, which seemed to be a diary.

This is what Professor Zhang asked him to help the teacher get, he carefully opened the notebook, and an old photo appeared in it, and Hong Zhigang immediately thundered.

With trembling hands, he picked up the photo---Isn't this picture his mother?"

It's exactly the same as the photo I saved, how did the teacher have this photo?

This is the only photograph left by the mother, with a delicate and beautiful face, with a bright smile, combing her ponytail, and in the background is a drawing of a peach tree in the small river in the photo studio.

According to his uncle, on the third day after his mother gave birth to him, he died of a heart attack, and Hong Zhigang's understanding of his mother is also the photo given to him by his uncle, and now his teacher also has it here.

Under the photo is a letter that reads: "My son Hong Zhigang personally opened"

Wu'er? Hong Zhigang?

Hong Zhigang was dizzy, he resisted the stimulation and opened the envelope.

"Zhigang, seeing this letter, the teacher has passed away,--- the love between me and your mother back then, due to special reasons, can not come together, but we have never given up on each other, your mother in order not to affect my future, did not tell me about pregnancy, before leaving, she told your uncle, not to affect me because of this matter. And for this love, I have never been married for the rest of my life. I didn't know your true identity until your uncle came to me, and you were already preparing for an internship--- you didn't dare to call yourself a father --- a teacher, and if you had known the truth at the time, you would have taken your mother over anyway. ---Time flies, decades have passed in a blink of an eye--- I only ask for one thing, there is a set of clothes in the safe in the study, that is the work clothes when I went to the mountains and went to the countryside in Huzhou, and I also knew your mother in this set of clothes, I ask that this set of clothes be buried next to your mother's grave, the clothes are next to Hong Xue, I can't stay together before I die, I hope I can stay together for a long time after death---"

Hong Zhigang suddenly burst into tears, everything was understood, but everything was too sudden and bizarre.

This almost eighty-year-old man, a love story like a song and tears, the sacrifices made by both parties in order to stick to love.

In order not to affect her father's future, her mother lied that she was going to get married, so that her father could find a suitable partner to marry and start a family as soon as possible.

For this love, my father was never married, and later went to Huzhou to find my mother, and what I saw was a pile of loess.

Hong Zhigang sat down in his chair, he no longer blamed this lonely old man, his father, the father he had never met, was actually the teacher who had always been by his side like a loving father.

I still remember that the first time we met, in the corridor of the Demon Six Orthopedics, the teacher was walking over with the students, the white coat was neat and straight, Hong Zhigang and Han Jiangong were standing in the corridor, and the teacher saw them who were shy and told them to stop.

Hong Zhigang was very nervous, thinking that he had made some mistake and was ready to accept harsh criticism, but the teacher just reached out to help Hong Zhigang button a button on his white coat, and then helped him tidy up his clothes.

"Keep your head high, brace your spirits, and learn to respect and enjoy your work."

It turns out that the place where the teacher's heart is longing is the place where his lover is, and he has never been married all his life, which is waiting for the sacred love in his heart.

The depth of love, the pain of thought, decades, how many lonely nights, this old man is thinking about his lover.

According to the password on the letter, Hong Zhigang opened the safe in the study, and there was a set of white coats inside, which were neatly folded, and he carefully took it out.