Chapter 139 (Chapter 139 (two in one)...)

Chapter 139 (Chapter 139 (two in one)...)

After Mr. Wu went in, Song Yao sat outside and waited.

Logically speaking, as the developer of this medical device, and with Mr. Wu's permission, he could go in and watch, but the child refused.

He was a little scared.

It stands to reason that the doctor who performed the surgery on Mr. Wu was specially transferred from the capital and has more experience than others. In addition, Song Yao has always been confident in the medical equipment, so he should not feel afraid.

But Song Yao couldn't suppress the worry in her heart. Fortunately, Grandpa Wu didn't look very nervous.

Zhou Yi was originally standing aside a little worriedly. When he saw Song Yao standing up and sitting down, he couldn't help but say:

"Song Yao, if you are really feeling uncomfortable, why don't we do something to divert your attention?"

Song Yao thought this was a good idea: "Yes, yes."

Although he felt that his medical equipment would not go wrong, but if it did, wouldn't he need to be the developer? So he has to stay calm.

Seeing that Song Yao agreed, he took out his pocket on Monday and planned to share the snacks he bought yesterday with Song Yao. But before he took out the snacks, Song Yao reached out first and took out a notebook to start writing on it. painting.

While writing and drawing, I also muttered words.

on Monday:"……"

They were all too familiar with Song Yao's state. This was simply a case of inspiration.

He asked in a low voice: "Song Yao, aren't you nervous?"

Song Yao kept saying, "I'm nervous, I'm very nervous."

on Monday:"……"

He also said that he is not a monster, but he is still so powerful when he is nervous.

He silently sat aside, looked at the pile of snacks in his pocket, and then looked at Song Yao who was writing furiously. After all, he couldn't resist the guilt in his heart, so he silently took out a book from his schoolbag and read it. .

When the other children looked up and saw one of them reading and the other writing furiously, they were all stunned.

No.

Do I need to study while waiting for surgery?

It's vacation time now, and the children don't really want to study extra, but Song Yao and Zhou Yi have already studied, and they... they can't fall behind.

An expert who came specially from the capital passed by and saw six children reading and writing. He couldn't help but nod in his mind.

I can't blame him for being a young student at the University of Science and Technology. His enthusiasm for studying is so overwhelming.

Song Yao didn't know what he was doing. He didn't care about his surroundings when he was learning. While writing and drawing, he stopped from time to time to look at the courses in the learning system.

Perhaps because he felt his IQ had risen, Song Yao was very enthusiastic about learning. He managed to accumulate a lot of learning points in such a short period of time, which made 005 very happy.

The child was also very happy: [Studying can indeed make people forget everything. I am not very worried now. 】

He even remembered that this was the first time this medical instrument was used. Although there was a high probability that there would be no problems, this first process should still be preserved.

Song Yao immediately jumped up and went to find brother Yuan Jiang: "Where are our cameras?!"

After Mr. Wu was given anesthesia, he lost consciousness. Later, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to wake up once, and the thought "Is the operation completed" flashed through his mind at that time.

Then he started to dream.

There are many dreams, but most of them are fragments. The timeline starts from the past. The smiles on my parents' faces when I was young, the street scenes I saw when I grew up, studying, returning to China, being assassinated, getting sick, and Song Yao.

Mr. Wu vaguely wondered, could it be that the operation failed? Is this the revolving door of life? From this point of view, his life seems quite short.

Thinking about it, I feel a little regretful. If I knew that I would die, the box should have been left to Song Yao. I was careless and forgot to write a will.

White light gradually lit up in front of his eyes, and Song Yao's crisp laughter was heard in his ears. Mr. Wu first relaxed with the laughter, and then realized it later.

Hey you little brat! How can you laugh in front of my grave? !

When Mr. Wu became angry, he suddenly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the ceiling of the hospital. He first regretted that he had wronged classmate Song Yao, and then his hearing gradually recovered and he found that he really heard Song Yao's smile. Voice.

Song Yao, who had just listened to Wang Duo's joke, was the first to notice that Mr. Wu opened his eyes. He jumped off the stool happily: "Grandpa Wu, you're awake! We were wondering why you didn't wake up for so long!"

Wu Laogang wanted to move his lips twice and curse, "It's not you who made me laugh," but he was faced with a dark lens.

Mr. Wu: "..."

What the hell is this?

Song Yao's little head popped up from behind the camera, and she happily shared with him: "I just learned about it. It turns out that Grandpa Wu, your surgery is the first in the world."

"And it was successful. If word spreads, we in Zhongzhou will gain face, so I said, record the postoperative condition of your patient, Grandpa Wu, so that future generations can learn from it."

Mr. Wu: How old are you? You have descendants.

Then Song Yao opened the camera.

A smile full of gratitude immediately appeared on his face, as positive as he could be.

Next, Song Yao seemed to be addicted. When Mr. Wu was reading, he opened the camera. When Mr. Wu went to the ground, he opened the camera. Mr. Wu wanted to take a look at the documents while things were getting better, so he opened the camera.

Under the eyes of the child Song Yao and his dark lens, Mr. Wu successfully completed a good routine of going to bed early and getting up early, eating three meals a day and rehabilitating every day.

he:"……"

When he could go to the toilet on his own, Mr. Wu finally couldn't stand it anymore. He began to lure Song Yao:

"You've been here for so long and you haven't even gone to the experimental base to see it. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Song Yao, who had almost finished taking the photo, his eyes lit up and he looked at Mr. Wu expectantly:

"I want to see what I want to see!"

His original purpose of coming to Wangshan was not only to check out the suspicious things, but also to take the opportunity to study on the project Mr. Wu was working on.

A child can carry it clearly.

He is now inferior to Mr. Wu in many aspects.

After all, Song Yao is a genius, but Mr. Wu is not bad either. Who can take on such a big national project, who is not a genius?

In terms of diligence, Mr. Wu is no weaker than Song Yao.

In terms of experience, he far surpassed Song Yao.

Song Yao has always been like a sponge, trying hard to absorb all the knowledge that Mr. Wu taught him, but those projects that need to be kept secret cannot be shared through stolen devices such as letters and phone calls.

It took a lot of effort to come here in person. Song Yao originally planned to stay with his friends, but he caught up with a major crime incident and Mr. Wu's illness, so he never got over it.

Needless to say, these children, as both researchers, Mr. Wu knew better than Song Yao himself how much he longed to go to the experimental base.

When he saw that Song Yao was finally willing to let him go, the old man immediately said with a smile:

"Go ahead, go ahead, I've approved it, but you still have to sign a confidentiality agreement."

The children all nodded excitedly and ran out in large groups.

They didn't say it, but they all made up their minds that they would have to sleep in the experimental base tonight, which was not bad or unhappy.

The bustling ward immediately fell silent. Mr. Wu, still a little uncomfortable, said to Xiao Lin:

"When the children are around, I find it too noisy. Once they leave, I'm not used to it."

Comrade Xiao Lin, who always puts Mr. Wu first, immediately said sincerely:

"I can also make a scene for you."

Mr. Wu: "...I can see that you chatted with them a lot when I was training."

This is all infected.

Although Mr. Wu was "quite critical" at the moment, he soon realized how prescient Song Yao was in recording his recovery process.

He is not like Song Yao, who has many goals and can get involved in any major. He is not very clear about medicine. But since he can slowly go downstairs by himself and go for a walk in the garden downstairs, the experts at the hospital look at him. His eyes were like looking at a disabled person who could fly.

The look in his eyes that looked like a miracle once made Mr. Wu suspect that all the doctors and comrades who had a steady face and promised him that they would do their best before the operation were deceiving him.

Mr. Wu quietly complained to Song Yao:

Isn’t it said that the success rate of surgery is very high? Looking at their attitude, those who didn't know better thought they had fished me out of the coffin board!

Song Yao blinked innocently: "Because the person who had this surgery before died not long after the operation, right?"

Mr. Wu: "???"

No one told him this before the surgery.

Song Yao: "Of course you can't talk before the operation, otherwise what should you do if you are nervous? But don't worry, Grandpa Wu, there was no such instrument before. Doctors could only cross the river by feeling for the stones, which is different from now."

Even though he said that, the child sighed a little, and then said: "I was actually a little nervous that day, but it's okay, Grandpa Wu, you are strong enough."

Mr. Wu: "..."

Song Yao's beep seemed to be ringing in his ears again.

I just asked why this kid talked so much that day. He was nervous and talked to relieve his stress.

Although Song Yao tried his best to say, "I'm just a little nervous because I believe the operation will be successful," it turns out that many people at the time did not believe that the operation could be successful.

The instrument was also carefully examined and studied by the superiors. After Mr. Wu gradually became accustomed to the hot eyes of the doctors and nurses looking at him, some information about this operation appeared in the newspaper.

"The World's First Successful Surgery", this title makes people's blood boil just by looking at it.

Even though there were many military comrades guarding outside Wangshan Hospital, various reporters still came over, and even fast-running foreign reporters began to appear.

If nothing else happens, when other countries react, the number of foreign journalists will skyrocket.

At this time, the photos Song Yao had recorded before came in handy.

Want to meet a patient? Sorry, the patient is undergoing training. Please watch the video.

Want to interview a patient? Sorry, the patient is a national scientific researcher and it is not convenient for him to be interviewed. Can you watch the video?

Want to see it with your own eyes? Believe it or not, it is true and we are not afraid.

Mr. Wu stood by the window and opened the slits of the blinds, looked at the noisy reporters of all colors below, then turned to look at Song Yao who was writing and drawing, and said suspiciously:

"You didn't already guess that this would happen, did you?"

Song Yao didn't even raise his head: "Of course, the video is just to block reporters."

Mr. Wu: "..."

He just asked casually, but Song Yao actually expected it? ?

"How did you know this would come out? Did Comrade Yuan Jiang say that?"

Yuanjiang, who was standing carving a rabbit in his hand, said solemnly: "I didn't say anything."

Song Yao raised his eyes and glanced at Mr. Wu in surprise: "Why do you want Brother Yuan Jiang to tell you? Can't you guess this kind of thing at a glance?"

"Medical equipment is not a high-tech weapon that needs to be kept secret. There has just been a successful case. Zhongzhou has created the first successful case. Wouldn't it be a waste if the country doesn't publicize it?"

"So Grandpa Wu, after you recover, the country will definitely broadcast it well. Although it is said that good things should be hidden, why should good medical things be hidden? Once this comes out, reporters will definitely try hard to interview you."

Mr. Wu: "..."

That’s right.

But he looked at Song Yao several times and still felt a little uncomfortable: "Is this how you guessed it?"

Song Yao looked at him in confusion: "Yes, not only me, they also guessed it on Monday? If we get very good results, we would definitely want the whole world to know about it."

Mr. Wu is still a little uncomfortable with it.

It's not that he couldn't guess such a situation, but he was surprised that Song Yao could guess it.

Scientific researchers of their generation are basically used to devoting themselves wholeheartedly to scientific research. It seems that the laboratory must be divided into two extremes. One type of people can only do scientific research, and the other type of people may be a little behind in scientific research functions. But he knows how to be a human being.

Song Yao is only nine years old, and the children behind him are not that big either.

How could they actually be talented in scientific research without falling short of these things? Even though Mr. Wu had long known that they were smart, Mr. Wu, who had always communicated through letters, was still a little confused.

When Song Yao saw that he had been silent, he thought Mr. Wu was worried about reporters. The child immediately comforted him:

"Grandpa Wu, you don't have to worry about reporters. I have a friend who really wants to be a reporter. He told me a lot. If these reporters are stopped, most of them will leave after getting the video. They are still rushing back. Put it on the newspaper."

The remaining half are more stubborn and will wait until Mr. Wu himself comes forward before leaving.

However, Song Yao thought about Shinan's temperament and felt that she was neither of the two. The most likely possibility was that she gave the video to others to take home, continued to stay there, and then tried to find a way to get Mr. Wu to agree to the interview.

Heather is similar to Zhao Xiaodong in that he will take a detour when he fails to achieve his goal.

Mr. Wu: "...Ah, I know, how are you watching at the experimental base?"

Song Yao becomes energetic when talking about this.

His eyes lit up, and he talked non-stop to Mr. Wu: "We met..."

This said, it only lasted an hour, because Mr. Wu was not suitable for long-term brain use. Although he was very reluctant to give up, Song Yao still reluctantly stopped talking.

Of course, just because he shut up didn't mean he gave up. He didn't forget to add:

"I have a lot of questions to ask, but Grandpa Wu, you need more rest now, so I won't ask them anymore. You can write to me again when you feel better later."

Mr. Wu nodded and asked, "Are you leaving?"

Song Yao was a little confused: "Yes, I'm going home for the New Year, but actually I don't want to leave yet. I've learned a lot recently, but I haven't learned enough yet."

The experimental base was directly open to them. Song Yao saw a lot of things that were not in the learning system. Although 005 said that the most likely reason they did not appear was because they had been eliminated long ago, so they could not be retained, but Song Yao didn't think so.

At least for their time, these things were pretty cool.

Song Yao did not stop learning them because they were not included in the learning system. On the contrary, he studied them very seriously.

[After all, this era is my era. 】

The child said this to 005, and secretly thought about using his newly acquired knowledge to integrate it. However, time was too late, and he only had time to learn it well in a short period of time, and he could only digest it on the way.

"I learned a lot this time, but I think I want to learn more than just scientific research. Just like this time, many of the sisters are very sad, but I can't help them."

Speaking of this, Mr. Wu also felt a little heavy: "I've also heard that there is a girl who doesn't want to contact her family, right? I don't know which dynasty left poisonous thoughts that made them unable to return home."

Song Yao angrily echoed: "That's right, huh, it's bad!"

"I also heard that some sisters' parents didn't come to pick them up after knowing about it. Humph! Bad people! Can they also be parents? It's not like me. If I become a father, I must be a good father!"

Song Yao secretly decided in his heart that from now on he must promote taking exams before becoming a parent!

Thinking of his plan, the child quickly became excited again: "But it doesn't matter, Grandpa Wu, don't worry, I will change these things. If it doesn't work in two years, it will take five years. If it doesn't work in five years, it will take ten years. Anyway, I will succeed!"

Mr. Wu knew that Song Yao had always been confident, but he didn't expect that he was even confident in this. Seeing the child's vow, he was a little worried that Song Yao would be sad after overturning, so he couldn't help but remind him:

"This is not about being hunted. If you come out with a weapon and fight back, it will be fine. This is the situation of the world and people's public opinions. What can you do?"

Song Yao: "Keep it secret for now, you will know later!"

The expression on the child's face was quite proud: "Isn't it just public opinion? I know, Grandpa Wu, just wait and see!"

Mr. Wu couldn't think of any way Song Yao could solve the current problem.

Of course it's easy to just help those girls, but you also know that there are many people in the same situation in Central Continent. How can Song Yao influence people all over Central Continent?

Song Yao left with confidence.

This time Wangshan and the others didn't stay for a very long time. After all, they wasted a lot of time on the road and were busy with this and that. But the good news is that they still learned a lot.

Before departure, Song Yao said goodbye to the girls who were still in the army one by one. He also left clearly written addresses and contact numbers for the jobs they were looking for based on their personalities and strengths.

At such a young age, I can still whisper like the worried elders:

"My phone number is also on it, as well as my address. You can contact me if you need anything, and you can also write letters. I quite like writing letters."

He was really a little worried about these sisters. From Song Yao's point of view, returning to society after being imprisoned for so long was almost like being born again.

So Song Yao inevitably said a little too much: "Don't buy a hot water kettle before you make a decision, otherwise it will be very easy to break if you move it. Also, you have to save money when you are working. Money is very important, and..."

Bah bah, bah bah, Song Yao gradually regained the state he was in before Mr. Wu's surgery. The more he talked, the more excited he was, wishing that every aspect could be arranged for him.

Yuan Jiang stood aside and watched helplessly as the expressions on the girls' faces changed from reluctant to grateful to confused to numb. He could only come over and call someone:

"time to go."

Song Yao responded and spoke faster: "I have to go. Remember what I said. Also, you must buy xx brand electric blankets in winter. I made that one. You also need to buy xx hot water kettles." Cards, just buy the cards..."

Yuan Jiang helplessly picked up the child, nodded to the girls, turned around and got into the car with Song Yao in his arms.

Song Yao sat in his seat. Thinking of something, he pulled down the window and a little head popped out, adding the last sentence:

"Paper extraction is Zhao Xiaodong's invention, not mine. Don't get confused!"

Girls outside the car: "..."

I was a little touched and sentimental at first, but I couldn’t bear to part with it at all.

The car drove away smoothly. Song Yao was still lamenting that there was too little time. He still had a lot of things to say. Zhao Xiaodong said:

"Yao'er, why didn't I realize you were so eloquent before?"

In the past, Song Yao would only talk so much in one breath when he was doing scientific research.

Song Yao hummed: "What do you know? That's what my father told me when he left. Their parents didn't find them and no one told them this, so of course I have to help."

Yuan Jiang, who was sitting in front, softened his eyes when he heard this.

Song Yao, a kid, usually looks careless, but he never hesitates at critical moments.

Zhao Xiaodong suddenly realized: "So that's it. I just said that you looked so much like Uncle Song when you were nagging you just now."

Song Yao raised his chin proudly: "Of course, I just learned from my father."

Zhao Xiaodong clicked his tongue: "Don't tell me, your old hen-like manner of protecting her cubs is exactly the same as Uncle Song."

Song Yao was even more proud: "I also think I performed well just now."

He continued to think: "I should write another letter to each of them. What I just said is too general. It is better to give them one-on-one advice."

Song Yao did what he said, without motion sickness at all, and was even more energetic. He immediately took out a pen and paper from his schoolbag, put a book on it as a cushion and started writing a letter.

Song Yao wrote more than a dozen letters as he was told, without any ambiguity.

Yuan Jiang looked back at the child who was writing the letter seriously, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his heart softened.

Zhao Xiaodong didn't have as deep thoughts as adults. He leaned over and took a look:

"The format of your letter looks a bit familiar."

Song Yao's eyes wandered: "No way, no!"

Zhao Xiaodong poked his head in and said, "Yes, hello Fangfang. I'd like to add more clothes in the winter... Isn't this the format of Uncle Song's letter to you?"

He suddenly understood and looked at Song Yao with surprised eyes:

"Yao'er!! Do you think you are their elder?"

Song Yao felt guilty:

"No! Absolutely not!"

Zhao Xiaodong grew up with him and knew his tone very well: "You just have it!"

The child tried to explain: "I just want to try what it's like to be a dad! You don't know, in fact, we may have to take a test when we want to be dads in the future, so I will practice in advance, it is also studying."

Zhao Xiaodong: "...How do you feel about your studies?"

Song Yao put down the pen and hesitated: "I don't really want to be a father now. I feel..."

"My mouth is quite tired."