Chapter 133 (Chapter 133 (Three in One)...)

Chapter 133 (Chapter 133 (Three in One)...)

Song Yao arrived at the hospital and found that Grandpa Wu, who he thought had come to the hospital in advance to help him, was lying on the bed.

Compared to the last time they met, Grandpa Wu had lost weight again. Because of his weight loss, his cheeks were sunken and he looked even older. When he was lying on the bed and smiling at Song Yao and the others, Song Yao almost didn't dare to recognize that this was Grandpa Wu.

He was so weak that it seemed that a gust of wind would blow him away.

The child stepped forward carefully and put his little hand into the palm of Grandpa Wu who was slowly reaching out. He was more helpless than meeting those bad guys in the mountains.

Seeing that this fearless child seemed to be frightened, Grandpa Wu thought he was being chased and had not recovered. He smiled softly and said:

"It's good that you came back safely. I have to give some advice to the higher-ups. How can you only bring a few people with you when you go out?"

Song Yao explained in a low voice: "I don't want so many people to protect me."

He was also arrogant. He felt that he had been to many places and thought that the only dangers he needed to be wary of were wild beasts. Who knew that some people were more terrifying than wild beasts.

But now Song Yao couldn't think about these things anymore. He asked Old Wu: "Grandpa Wu, are you sick? Is it a serious illness?" Old Wu smiled and shook his head: "No big deal, I'm just old, and I always feel pain or itchiness. Look, I said I was fine, but they insisted on taking me to the hospital for recuperation." He said it lightly, but Song Yao was always smart and naturally not so easy to fool. Seeing that Old Wu didn't want to talk, the child didn't continue to ask, but waited until he chatted with him for more than half an hour, and Old Wu was exhausted and fell asleep, and then he winked at the guard Xiao Lin who was guarding the bed. Afraid that the other party would not understand what he meant, Song Yao winked a little hard. Xiao Lin: ... Is this a cramp in the eye? Fortunately, he is professional. Although Song Yao's wink was not so professional, Comrade Xiao Lin still successfully understood it and followed the children out of the ward silently. When they got outside the ward and the door was closed, Song Yao couldn't wait to ask: "Is Grandpa Wu's illness serious?" Xiao Lin was a little hesitant. After all, Old Wu didn't tell them the truth, and he wasn't sure whether he should tell them. As a result, he hesitated for a moment, and Zhou Yi, who was next to Song Yao, concluded: "It seems to be very serious, otherwise Brother Lin would not not answer." Song Yao was shocked and his eyes immediately turned red. Although he and Old Wu only met once in real life, they had never stopped exchanging letters. It can be said that in Song Yao's mind, Old Wu was almost like a half-teacher. Now that he knew that Old Wu was really seriously ill, even a child couldn't stand it no matter how strong he was. However, he had grown a lot in this year. He didn't cry, but immediately looked at Comrade Xiao Lin for confirmation: "Brother Xiao Lin, is it really serious?" Comrade Xiao Lin: "... This..." Zhou Yi muttered to Song Yao again: "He is obviously thinking about how to make up a lie to hide it from you." Xiao Lin: "..." Where did this kid come from? ? Why are his eyes so sharp? ?

When he wanted to coax Song Yao, it was too late. The child was already in tears. He suppressed his voice and sobbed softly:

"Grandpa Wu is sick, and you still hide it from me. Aren't we good friends..."

Comrade Xiaolin was overwhelmed and couldn't help thinking, when did they become good friends? They only met once and wrote a few letters.

But when he looked up, he saw Zhou Yi looking at him seriously, with a look of enlightenment in his eyes.

Comrade Xiaolin immediately felt bad, but it was too late. Zhou Yi had already dutifully expressed his analysis:

"Song Yao, Brother Lin doesn't think you are good friends, so you don't have to be so sad about what he hid from you."

Comrade Xiaolin: "..."

Song Yao: "..."

The child raised his tearful eyes in disbelief and looked at the slender guard in front of him, as if he was looking at a heartless person, and his tears soared rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Comrade Xiaolin felt bad and tried to comfort him:

"It's not what you think. Don't cry. Listen to me..."

Song Yao didn't listen and turned around and ran away.

Xiaolin was confused and was hesitating whether to chase him. He saw Song Yao running to the corner of the corridor. After making sure that Grandpa Wu in the ward couldn't hear him, he cried out in grievance.

He: "..."

Zhou Yi was active in interpreting facial expressions: "Brother Lin, Song Yao is afraid of disturbing Grandpa Wu."

Comrade Xiaolin: ... Really considerate.

Zhao Xiaodong had already gone to comfort Song Yao, and while coaxing him, he said: "Okay, don't be sad. Although Grandpa Wu was sick and kept it a secret from us, Brother Xiaolin didn't treat you as a good friend, but think about it. At least Brother Xiaolin treats me as a friend."

Comrade Xiaolin immediately went to see Zhou Yi. Sure enough, Zhou Yi didn't wait for him to say anything and continued to reveal the news:

"No, I don't think Brother Lin thinks he is a friend of you."

Zhao Xiaodong was shocked instantly.

The ten-year-old boy had the same disbelief on his face as Song Yao just now:

"Impossible! How could you teach me to hide if you don't consider me a friend?! I don't believe it! Brother Xiaolin, tell me! Is it true?!"

Comrade Xiaolin was completely confused: "Uh... this..."

His expression explained everything.

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

A few seconds later, next to the crying Song Yao was a crying Zhao Xiaodong.

The two children cried together. They were aggrieved and pitiful, but they were sensible enough to hide in the ward and cry. Comrade Xiaolin couldn't bear the sight of their teary-eyed eyes that said, "We trusted you so much, but you turned out to be a heartless person." Can only surrender.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, I'll tell you the truth."

The two pitifully crying children immediately shut up, wiped the tears from their faces, and looked at him eagerly with moist black and white eyes.

Xiao Lin: "..."

If they hadn't choked up from time to time, he would have almost suspected that these children were working together to play him.

Since he had promised to tell the truth, Comrade Xiao Lin did not hide it. He sat in the hospital corridor with a few children and simply told Mr. Wu's situation.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were shocked when they heard that Mr. Wu was already ill when he went to Xinghe County.

Song Yao quickly asked: "Didn't you say that as long as you cultivate yourself well, you can still be cured slowly? It has only been so long, why is Grandpa Wu so sick?"

Xiaolin sighed when he talked about this.

Living a good life can indeed slow down the disease, but the problem is that Mr. Wu doesn't live a good life either.

Only in this matter, Wu Lao was stubborn and couldn't pull back his eight horses. He refused to listen to anyone's advice and didn't allow him to drag his sick body to work. He couldn't sleep all night long, and his body was even more worn out. .

There is no other way, everyone can only let him do it.

"Although the condition has not been good, it is not too bad. He suddenly collapsed three days ago. The doctor also said that the condition has worsened, but there is really no way to perform surgery. The possibility of failure is too high."

"It won't work if he has surgery, or if he doesn't do it, he can only live like this."

Xiao Lin's back was slightly arched, and his nose was also sore: "The doctor has said that if it continues to get worse, it may be this month..."

The two children were completely stunned.

This is the first time they have experienced separation between life and death, and they are still such a kind old man who is both a teacher and a friend.

Zhao Xiaodong couldn't help but started to cry again, wiping his tears while crying:

"Then what should we do? How about changing to another hospital?"

The hospital conditions in their Xinghe County are relatively average, so there are often people with difficult-to-treat diseases (refer to Zhou Yuan who is busy opening a store here). If their families have the conditions, they go to larger hospitals in other cities for treatment.

Various rumors often reach their ears.

A child in a certain family couldn't hear, so he was sent to a major hospital in the capital for treatment.

Someone from that family stuttered, and the family saved money and went to the capital to cure it.

In the impression of children in Xinghe County, if someone has an incurable disease, they can definitely be cured as long as they go to a big hospital.

Xiao Lin smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The best hospital in Central Continent and the most experienced doctors have been here. No one can be sure to operate in this situation."

Monday asked: “What about abroad?”

Although he prefers his own country, he also knows that in terms of surgery, foreign countries already have many years of experience than Zhongzhou.

Xiao Lin also shook his head: "We have thought about what you said."

If it could be treated abroad, whether it was inviting foreign doctors or sending Mr. Wu abroad, they would have taken care of it long ago.

But there is really no other way.

Even if the country invites countless experts and holds many discussion meetings, no one can guarantee that they can operate on Mr. Wu.

Song Yao's tears fell to the ground in big drops, quickly accumulating a layer of moisture.

He asked in a low voice: "Why can't everyone perform an operation on Grandpa Wu? Isn't it just to cut off the thing growing in the brain?"

The always eccentric child was so sad that Xiao Lin, who had already accepted this fact, couldn't help but blush. He explained in a hesitant voice:

"Because it grows in the brain, there have been very few brain surgeries. His health is really bad, so no doctor dares to do it."

Song Yao has been studying medical knowledge for a long time. Although Xiaolin's words were vague, he still understood it quickly.

Although in the interstellar age, if something grows in the brain, it will be detected and cured before it even grows, but Zhongzhou is currently in a difficult period for brain surgery.

One careless operation can affect your life.

Sometimes, there are obviously no problems with the process, but the patient will be left with severe sequelae or even become a vegetative state.

Mr. Wu is old, weak, and has something growing in his brain, so the difficulty is getting higher and higher. It is normal that no doctor can be sure.

Xiao Lin continued: "The old man himself is unwilling to undergo surgery. He feels that he will be dead anyway and surgery is a waste of time. He wants to take advantage of this little time to continue doing research. If it hadn't been for the fact that he couldn't hold on the day before yesterday, we probably wouldn't have been able to do it now. Working at the experimental base.”

Song Yao wiped away tears and stood up suddenly:

"I know! I'll find a way!"

Xiao Lin was feeling uncomfortable, and Leng Buding was a little confused when he saw him like this: "Classmate Song Yao, what can you do?"

Song Yao clenched his fist: "It will happen anyway, I won't let Grandpa Wu die!"

There are countless medical technologies in the interstellar age. At least all the diseases that plague Central Continent today are not worth mentioning in the interstellar age.

In this case, wouldn't it be great if he could just restore the medical equipment specifically designed to treat Grandpa Wu's disease?

It might be difficult, and it might cost a lot of money, but Song Yao believed that he could do it.

Time was urgent, and the child didn't want to delay for a second. After making a decision, he quickly asked: "Where is the doctor in charge of Grandpa Wu now?"

Xiaolin hesitated for a moment, but still told him which office the doctor was in.

As soon as he spoke, Song Yao rushed out and headed in the direction he pointed.

Yuan Jiang, who was silent as always, followed silently.

Zhao Xiaodong also wiped his tears and followed behind with a confident look on his face, chasing and whispering: "Little boy, what is the solution? Wait for me."

There were four children following behind him.

In a blink of an eye, only Comrade Xiaolin, who was still sitting on the chair, was left in the corridor.

He looked at the traces of tears still left on the ground, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

What can Song Yao do about this kind of thing?

And Zhao Xiaodong and the others, did they believe Song Yao without hesitation when he said he had a way?

Xiaolin was very confident in Song Yao's genius and IQ.

But doing scientific research and treating diseases are two different things, right?

Although it is known that the ending cannot be changed, the attitude of the children is still very gratifying. Xiao Lin immediately decided to wait for Mr. Wu to wake up and tell him what happened immediately.

First, he told him that the old man’s illness could no longer be concealed, so that he did not have to force himself to be energetic in front of the children.

Second, he also made him happy about the children’s feelings for him.

Even if Song Yao and the others could not find a solution, seeing that they were trying to find a solution for him, Mr. Wu should feel relieved and warm-hearted.

While Comrade Xiao Lin was thinking about how to tell Mr. Wu, Song Yao was already walking while searching frantically in the learning system.

005 now has a lot of freedom. Seeing that the host was so anxious, he asked the keywords and tried to join in the search.

With its help, the high-tech medical equipment courses that Song Yao wanted were quickly arranged in the shopping cart.

But soon, the child found that things were not as simple as he thought.

The technology index of medical equipment that can directly cure diseases is too high.

These medical equipment courses are either ridiculously expensive, which he cannot afford at all with his current learning level, or he can afford it but cannot understand it at all.

Many courses have prompts below which level the host can learn, and the lowest one is 58. Song Yao has not even learned a fraction of it now, let alone making it.

He tried to think of other ways: "Then I will give it to someone who is better than me? If I can't do it, there will always be someone else who can do it, right?"

005 told him regretfully: [Host, the level represents not only knowledge, but also the era. ]

In other words, either people in the interstellar era can understand the 58-level course, or like Song Yao, only those who learn step by step can understand it.

It's like the natives in ancient times can learn how to repair mobile phones through the learning system, but the natives without the learning system can't repair it even if they are the smartest people in the world.

This method doesn't work, Song Yao immediately changed his method: [Then I will work hard to earn learning points, at most I can sleep less and keep learning, and then buy other courses! ]

005: [According to speculation, other complete medical equipment courses also require at least 40 levels. 】

Song Yao's face immediately turned pale.

His confident expression slowly turned into sadness.

[Is there no other way? Can't I make any of those complete treatment equipment? ]

005 was also worried about Song Yao.

It tried to comfort the host: [This is not the host's fault. The easiest set of equipment was not made until more than a thousand years after the founding of Zhongzhou. The accumulation required is not something that can be achieved in a short period of time. This is normal according to the calculation. ]

Song Yao's voice was filled with tears:

[But I don't want to calculate, I just want to save Grandpa Wu. ]

When he arrived at the doctor's office, Song Yao couldn't help crying again.

The children who followed him didn't know why they only ran a short distance, and he suddenly became unconfident, looking at each other, not knowing what to say.

The middle-aged doctor pushed open the door and wanted to pour water, and then he met several children standing in a row at the door as if they were being punished.

He: "?"

The doctor looked at Yuan Jiang, the only adult present: "What are you doing?"

Before Yuan Jiang spoke, Song Yao had already looked up at the doctor:

"Uncle, I want to know what the patient's illness is."

Although he looked very young, looking at Comrade Yuan Jiang standing beside him, the doctor still let them into the office in a very good mood.

After hearing that they wanted to inquire about Mr. Wu's condition, he instantly became alert again. He didn't start talking about Mr. Wu's condition until he made a phone call and confirmed that he could talk.

He estimated the age of the two children in front of him who were most concerned about Mr. Wu, guessing that they should be Mr. Wu's grandchildren. Although they were very young, he still explained to them seriously:

"...As soon as we discovered this situation, we formed an expert team and made many plans, but it was too risky to operate on the head."

While he said what he had said countless times, he couldn't help but look at the expression of the child in front of him.

Although he looked young, he seemed to know everything. As he spoke, the water in his bright black eyes became more obvious.

The doctor had seen many separations and deaths, and was very familiar with this situation.

He even had his hand on the drawer, ready to take out the paper and hand it to the patient's family at any time, so that the patient's family would not have a pain in the face when they cried in winter.

Song Yao really wanted to cry, but he tried to hold it back, wiped away his tears, clenched his fists, and tried to make himself strong:

"Uncle, is there really no way to cure Grandpa Wu's disease?"

The doctor had heard similar questions many times. He sighed, shook his head, frowned, and said:

"The operation is really too difficult. We are not sure about the specific location of the object in Comrade Wu's brain. It is not easy to cut. If we can know the location, it is not that difficult. It's just, eh..."

He said: "During this period, if the old man wants to eat or drink something, just satisfy him, eh."

After that, he pulled out the drawer and took out another stack of papers.

He took the paper in his hand and was about to hand it over, but when he looked up, he found that the eyes of the children in front of him all lit up instantly, and their tears seemed to be sparkling.

Song Yao: "Can we perform the surgery after determining the position?"

Zhao Xiaodong: "It's enough to know the position?!"

Doctor:... Why do they seem not too sad but happy? ?

He nodded hesitantly: "Theoretically, it's correct, but the current technology can't do it, so..."

Song Yao swept away the sadness just now, and was so excited that he almost jumped up: "I can do it!!"

"I just have a newly completed medical device in my hand!!"

What is the meaning of "a new hope after a dark period"!

What is the meaning of "the boat will naturally straighten itself when it reaches the bridgehead"!

Song Yao was so happy that he wanted to cover all the sentences he had learned that could be used in the current situation.

The doctor was visibly stunned for several seconds, as if he was hesitating between "Is this child stimulated and has a mental problem?" and "Is this child too naive?"

At the critical moment, Yuan Jiang was still reliable and handed over the documents that had been in his bag.

The doctor was also surprised when he saw the document.

They were actually the team sent by HKUST to do the joint experiment? ?

The legendary junior class?

This was something the hospital had negotiated directly with. As the attending physician of Dr. Wu, the doctor certainly knew about it.

He looked at the children in front of him and never expected that the junior class... was too young.

The youngest one looked at most eight years old? ?

Although Song Yao was indeed as young as could be, it was easy to imagine that a child who could be admitted to the junior class of HKUST, lead a project by himself, and come to Wangshan Hospital for a joint experiment with the results that were about to be completed and allowed by the country, could he be an ordinary child?

Looking at their confident look at the moment, the doctor couldn't help but rekindle hope.

"Is this medical device you are talking about the one written in the document...?"

Song Yao and the others nodded happily: "Yes, yes, that's it. As long as it can see the location of the thing in Grandpa Wu's brain, can we perform surgery and Grandpa Wu will be cured?"

The doctor wanted to say "It's no problem to leave it to me", but when the words came to his lips, he changed to a more cautious one: "If we can see the specific situation, we will have great confidence in this operation."

Song Yao was very sure: "It can be seen!! Uncle, don't worry!"

The doctor was also eager to see the effect, and he couldn't help asking: "Then where is this medical device?"

Song Yao hurriedly: "Of course it is... Hey? Where is it???"

Children have always been only concerned with doing things and not following up, when /\u003eYuan Jiang: "... Didn't you disassemble it and give it to the logistics department for delivery?"

Because the original purpose of coming to Wangshan was to "do something" plus "visit Grandpa Wu" and [by the way] travel, the friends including Song Yao didn't pay much attention to the apparent "coming to Wangshan Hospital for project practice".

Even Yuan Jiang, after confirming that the important parts were all on the car and that the logistics company was only sending the heavy parts, which would not affect anything, agreed to let the logistics company deliver the parts.

Anyway, they were definitely not as fast as the logistics company. When they arrived, the equipment parts had also arrived, just in time.

But as soon as they entered the Wangshan area, they were attacked by the mountain people in the mountains. After fighting back and waiting for rescue, they learned that Mr. Wu was actually sick and had not much time left.

With such a series of things, even Yuan Jiang forgot that they still had a lot of luggage and equipment in the logistics company.

Song Yao had already borrowed a phone from the doctor.

The child was quite worried: "It should have arrived before us. The hospital hasn't received it yet. Did something happen on the way?"

If it weren't for Mr. Wu, it would have been a problem. Anyway, if they were given some time, they could make another one.

But now time is urgent and there is no time to lose. Those large parts of medical equipment must appear in front of everyone quickly.

Zhao Xiaodong was also a little worried, and he thought: "Is it possible that the bad guys stopped the logistics company when it entered Wangshan?" Song Yao opened his eyes wide in panic: "No way?!" Those people didn't know the value of things at first glance. If they really robbed their things, wouldn't they just throw them away?

"Sending a courier, but the courier was robbed on the road." This kind of thing was obviously not in the children's processing space, and all the children looked at Yuan Jiang almost subconsciously.

Yuan Jiang: "..."

The tall soldier said helplessly and skillfully: "I will handle this matter."

Even if that batch of equipment really fell into the hands of gangsters, he would apply to lead someone to snatch it back.

After handing over the matter to Yuan Jiang, Song Yao immediately relaxed and began to work hard to discuss with the doctors what the main functions of the medical equipment they made were, and what the maximum detection level of the experiments they had done was.

Seeing the lively chat between the senior and the young, Yuan Jiang asked two military comrades to stay with the children before calling the logistics company to ask why the shipment had not arrived yet.

The logistics company was also very anxious. When the customer asked, they didn't hide anything and just told the truth.

In the history of Central Continent that Song Yao studied, the Central Continent of Water Blue Star had been working hard to green the land for a long time, planting plants wherever they went, and protecting various animals.

But in fact, there are too many animals and plants in Central Continent now.

The roads have not been completely paved, and some remote places (such as Wangshan) are very difficult to walk. Sometimes if you are unfortunate enough to encounter a place where the folk customs are not very civilized, you are still lucky to be robbed.

Therefore, logistics companies are really not easy to do. They can only try to spread friendship wherever they go and have good dealings with all parties.

The logistics company Song Yao and the others entrusted this time was very unlucky.

When delivering this batch of goods to Song Yao and the others, because the items were large, heavy and heavy, the entire truck was loaded directly, and the price was naturally quite good. Because the single owner almost rented the truck, there were only three young people traveling with him this time. prime of life.

As a result, when we were almost near Wangshan Mountain, we reported that it was safe. However, even though we were counting on the time being almost up, those few people just didn’t reply. The logistics company went crazy with worry and even sent out people to look for it, but they couldn’t find it.

The police were called by both sides, but with such a large territory and such vague information, the police from both cities searched for it together, but no news came after so many days of searching.

Yesterday, police comrades from Wangshan discovered an empty car parked near the forest near Wangshan. According to verification, everything on the car was intact, but the three living people just disappeared out of thin air.

"Comrade, I'm so sorry. We are also in a state of distress. I brought these three young men out. Now something has happened, and I can't see anyone alive or dead, so I didn't bother to contact you."

"I will arrange for someone to deliver the goods to you right away. It may take some time. Please bear with me."

The boss's tone was indeed extremely anxious.

These days, those who work in logistics or construction sites are basically related to each other. He brought a young man out of the village. Now he is fine. He is gone. Just explaining to the families of these three young men will make him worried to death. .

Yuan Jiang's eyes darkened slightly and he asked quietly:

"Where did the incident happen specifically? I heard that there was a robbery going on in the mountains. I just arrested a group of people. Is it possible that that group of people did it?"

The boss was shocked: "There's robbery happening in the mountains? Haven't you heard?"

"As for the incident that just happened today, we just heard that those people killed people. Did they run into those people who were robbing people?"

The boss was immediately shocked: "You're still killing people?? Oh my God, it's over. Their car was parked at the boundary near Wangshan Mountain, not a few steps away from the mountain peaks."

Yuan Jiang probably had an idea in his mind, and he consoled his boss for a few words before hanging up the phone.

After waiting patiently for Song Yao to finish chatting with the doctor, he told the children who came out truthfully about the situation of the truck.

This situation was so obvious that Song Yao was shocked: "Is it really the mountain people in the mountains who did it?"

Yuan Jiang: "There is a high probability that it has something to do with them."

Zhao Xiaodong wondered: "Aren't those people just after money? Why didn't they take away the things in the car? They just took away the people?"

Song Yao deeply felt that if Zhao Xiaodong was a bad person, he would be so stupid that he would not need to be caught by the police:

"The things on the car were so heavy, big and couldn't be taken apart. They were useless just by looking at them. They couldn't be broken and couldn't be sold as stolen goods. They had no place to hide them after they moved them back. The police comrades would have known it was them once they checked. Yet?"

Zhao Xiaodong: "That's right. I don't know what happened to the three people responsible for the transportation. Have they been harmed?"

Song Yao was also a little worried.

Speaking of which, just because they made the order, the logistics company also passed through the mountains to transport their things. Children will inevitably feel that their accident has something to do with them.

He thought for several seconds: "Brother Yuanjiang, didn't you say that the car is still parked where it is? Forget it's late today, let's go take a look tomorrow."

Yuan Jiang nodded.

Now that side is basically surrounded by troops. Since the danger does not exist, if Song Yao wants to go, of course he will not stop him.

There was no problem with the medical equipment, so Song Yao went back to chat with the doctor about the arrangements after driving the car back tomorrow, and he was reassured that the operation could be done if nothing went wrong.

"Okay! Don't think about anything else! Grandpa Wu's disease can be cured now! I have to tell him the good news quickly!!"

The child tried his best not to think about anything else, and happily walked slowly to the door of the ward.

He poked his head in and saw Mr. Wu leaning on the bed and opening a newspaper. Song Yao shouted: "Grandpa Wu!"

Mr. Wu looked up and saw it was him, with a smile on his face:

"I heard that you were at the doctor's office and pestered Dr. Liu with questions all afternoon?"

Who heard this? It was clear just by looking at Xiao Lin who was the only one in the ward.

Song Yao looked at Xiao Lin who was sitting by the bed. Comrade Xiao Lin turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window with a nonchalant expression.

The child chuckled: "Doctor Liu also likes to chat with me. We also discussed how to treat you, Grandpa Wu."

Mr. Wu laughed. He had already heard from Xiao Lin and knew that Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong couldn't accept the news that his time was running out, and they tried to save him.

Of course, it was comforting, but he didn't want the children to be too sad about it.

Mr. Wu waved to Song Yao to come over.

Song Yao: "Grandpa Wu! I'm here to tell you some good news!!"

Mr. Wu said: "I also have good news to tell you. How about you let me tell you first?"

Song Yao thought about it and felt that it would be okay to talk about it later, so he nodded happily.

Mr. Wu signaled Xiao Lin to take the small box above the table, put it next to the bed, and then opened the box. It was full of things.

Some are books and some are letters. At a glance, there are all kinds of small things.

Song Yao looked at it curiously: "Grandpa Wu, is this your treasure chest?"

There was a hint of memory in Mr. Wu's smile: "That's right."

He took out a letter: "I remember that you liked "The Two Swordsmen", right? This was written to me by its author Yuan Yuan."

Song Yao was stunned: "Tuanyuan?? Grandpa Wu, do you know Tuanyuan?!"

Mr. Wu knew that he would have this reaction, and his smile couldn't help but deepen: "I not only know her, she is also my classmate.

Twenty years ago, a project I was working on failed, which cost the country a lot of money and manpower. At that time, I was in great pain and even fell into despair. It was she who wrote to encourage me. "

"She said that she also wanted to be like me and be able to personally participate in the cause of building the motherland, but she did not have the talent in this area and could only serve the country through writing. She used words in a long and steady way to make people fall in love with Zhongzhou. At that time, this letter was given to I’m very encouraged.”

Song Yao let out a wow, completely immersed in the thought that "my favorite novel author actually knows Grandpa Wu" and couldn't extricate himself.

Mr. Wu continued to take out a letter: "This is a New Year's letter written by a big leader to me. He said in the letter that he knew that I had thrown myself into work before I had a good year. In fact, didn't he do the same? When he wrote this letter, his left hand was still typing He’s wearing a hanging needle.”

Song Yao read the letter enthusiastically again. It was written by a senior leader! He really wanted to touch it.

"There is also this book. It is an only copy. It was given to me by an old friend of mine. I have never been willing to lend it to others."

"This pen was given to me by my teacher, who is a good man."

Mr. Wu counted the origins of various objects in the small box one by one, as if he was counting his entire life.

"You are young and have never seen Central-Continent during the war, so maybe you can't understand why so many people are fighting to build our country even if they risk their lives. This box is the answer."

"It contains the beliefs of many people. It is my most precious thing. You are the child I value most, so now I give it to you."

Song Yao seemed to understand, but when the box was pushed to his hand, he still couldn't help but touch it.

It felt heavy, as if I felt responsibility.

The child's heart seemed to be filled with joy, and he felt extremely at ease.

He touched the box cherishingly again, feeling that he had received a very precious gift, and couldn't help but ask:

"Grandpa Wu, are you really willing to give it to me?"

Mr. Wu smiled and nodded: "I took it out for you, just keep it well."

Song Yao still felt uneasy: "You can't keep your word, right? I think you seem to be reluctant to part with it."

Mr. Wu really couldn't bear it.

But rather than being reluctant to part with it, he wanted to find the next owner for the "treasure" he had guarded his entire life.

"Don't worry, look at me, am I the kind of person who doesn't keep his words?"

Song Yao looked at the old man with gray hair and a kind face, and shook his head in relief.

Mr. Wu: "By the way, you just said, what good news do you want to tell me?"

Song Yao was stunned for a second before reacting: "Ah! Yes! I want to say that Grandpa Wu, your disease can be cured, because the medical equipment we brought this time is just right..."

Bah bah, bah bah, the child happily shared the good news.

Mr. Wu was silent for a second: "In other words, I don't have to die?"

Song Yao touched the box and nodded affirmatively: "Yes!"

Mr. Wu was silent for half a minute before speaking: "By the way, student Song Yao, I have something else I want to tell you."

Song Yao's eyes lit up happily: "What?"

Mr. Wu quickly hooked the box back:

"Actually, I'm the kind of person who doesn't keep his words."