Chapter 972 You want to ask how to cure Mr. Tan's disease, right?
"Comrade Qianli!"
"Mr. Tan!"
Song Yingxin, Shen Qianzhong, Lu Dingkun and others put down their work, stood up and moved towards the door of the operating room. Everyone's face could not hide the joy after seeing him standing like a green pine or cypress.
"Wedding reception? You are also here..."
When Tan Qianli saw Song Yingxin coming towards him, his face was extremely moved. He turned around and saw that he and Shen Qianzhong were sitting behind the desk at the door of the west wing working before they came. He immediately knew how worried he was about his illness.
"Mr. Tan, you are seriously ill. I am very worried!" Song Yingxin came over and held his hand. He was very concerned and carefully felt the strength and temperature of his palm. Seeing that he looked at Shen Qianzhong in confusion, he hurriedly introduced him, "This is Comrade Shen Qianzhong, the Minister of Health!"
"Hello, Mr. Tan!" Shen Qianzhong greeted him with a warm smile.
Tan Qianli apologized, "I saw you before, but I didn't have a chance to say hello to you! Sorry!"
"That's not true, Mr. Tan. We are more excited than anyone else to see you back in good health!" Shen Qianzhong breathed a sigh of relief.
"Minister Hong, are you okay?" Tan Qianli nodded, and his eyes turned red when he saw Hong Kaixuan standing behind Song Yingxin.
"Mr. Tan, I'm fine! Very good!" Hong Kaixuan replied with a forced smile, but the look of shock and bewilderment still remained on his face. He even forgot to take a step forward to shake hands with the diplomat he admired most.
"Minister Hong, notify everyone to start the meeting in an hour!" Tan Qianli said immediately after looking at his watch.
"Mr. Tan, isn't it too hasty? Would you like to take a rest for a while?" Hong Kaixuan asked immediately.
"No, I'm also pressed for time! Let's arrange it this way!"
"Okay! I'll call right away!" Hong Kaixuan went out in a hurry.
"Thank you for your hard work these past two days!" Tan Qianli turned around and thanked Lu Dingkun and the others.
"Mr. Tan! It's my duty!" Lu Dingkun and Doctor Qian came to see him with red eyes. They couldn't help but look around him with horror and curiosity on their faces.
Tan Qianli's current physical condition is the same as before he went abroad last year. He has no symptoms of stroke at all and is quite healthy.
But before he entered the operating room yesterday, he was clearly still suffering from oral paralysis, hemiplegia and muscle weakness. If it had been more serious, he would have died of cerebral infarction.
Just as Li Xiangnan said, he really made Tan Qianli stand up!
The crooked mouth and facial paralysis are gone, he can walk again, and the unconsciousness is gone. He feels much more energetic!
Amazing!
Xiao Li...how did you do it?
"Old Lu, I'm healthy!"
Feeling the surprised gazes of Lu Dingkun and others, Tan Qianli naturally knew what they were looking at. He turned around and jumped confidently, quite steadily.
"Hey, please stop making trouble! We believe it, we believe it!" Lu Dingkun quickly wiped the sweat off his forehead and grabbed Mr. Tan.
"Counselor Jian, please prepare some lunch for Mr. Tan. Lean meat porridge is best. If that's not possible, just plain white porridge will be fine!"
Song Yi, who was standing by, was anxiously waiting for Li Xiangnan and others to come out. She stretched her head to look into the house, and then Li Xiangnan held her head down with his hand.
Then she blinked and saw Li Xiangnan walking out, and her eyes were immediately filled with joy.
Jian Jingzhe was squatting on the ground cleaning up the spilled watermelon juice with Song Zimo. He had just picked up the enamel pot. Hearing this, he said apologetically, "Don't worry, Doctor Li... I'm sorry, Song Yi, I didn't hold it firmly..."
"It's okay, it's okay!" When Song Yi turned to look at her, she squinted her eyes and smiled while shaking her hands like a pomegranate tree that was hit by the wind.
"Mr. Tan, please wait a moment. I'll have someone prepare lunch and will be back later!"
Jian Jingzhe suppressed his emotional state, looked deeply at Li Xiangnan, and left in a hurry.
"Little Li!"
Shen Qianzhong came over and pinched Li Xiangnan's shoulder, punched him in the chest with his left fist, and smiled proudly, "Good job!"
"Minister Shen, thank you for your compliment!" Li Xiangnan smiled easily.
"You didn't embarrass me!" Song Yingxin came over and shook his hand. After saying this, he asked with concern, "Are you hungry?"
Li Xiangnan rubbed his stomach and smiled shyly, "I'm a little hungry!"
"You're right to be hungry!" Song Yingxin pointed to the small low table in the sun, "Let's get everyone out to eat. My daughter made all the food herself. I don't even have this blessing at home!"
"Oh, Dad~" Song Yi stomped her feet.
"Hahaha! You're still embarrassed. You can do it, but you don't allow me to say it!" Song Yingxin smiled with relief and patted Li Xiangnan: "Thank you for your hard work!"
"It's not hard!" Li Xiangnan grinned, turned around and shouted into the house: "Fatty Lei, come out when you're done packing. Let's have a bite first. We're starving!"
Song Yi quickly pulled him to the yard, pressed him down on a small stool, and said with a smile, "Eat something quickly! It's still hot, I just made it not long ago!"
"Okay!" Li Xiangnan saw that there was still hot sweat on her forehead, so he smiled and nodded.
"There's also watermelon juice!" Song Yi ran down the corridor and brought over a large cup. "This is freshly squeezed! It's still very fresh! I didn't dare add ice! I was afraid your stomachs wouldn't be able to handle it!"
Li Xiangnan took a lunch box, opened the lid, brought it to his nose and sniffed it, his eyes lit up, "It smells as good as always! Song Yi, you are so thoughtful!"
"That's right, Brother Nan. My sister has been cooking all the dishes she knows in different ways for you these past two days! She's just waiting for you to come out and cook something that suits your taste!" Song Zimo brought over a few stools and put them on the table, and helped him open the lids of the lunch boxes one by one.
Li Xiangnan smiled and looked at Song Yi, who was standing in the sun, feeling a little embarrassed.
Her figure was gently wrapped in mottled light and shadow, and the golden sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, onto her hair and shoulders, adding a sense of intimacy and warmth to her.
It turns out that the snow lotus that was as cold as ice and could only be viewed from a distance and not touched had already melted by the summer heat at some point in time.
Her hands unconsciously folded in front of her, her fingertips gently stroking the corners of her clothes. This small action revealed her inner nervousness and uneasiness, but also made people feel a kind of unpretentious innocence and cuteness.
Song Yi's image suddenly became three-dimensional.
"Wow, there are so many dishes, all cooked by Song Yi? Damn, whoever marries her will enjoy a long life!"
"Tsk, it smells so good! Song Yi, your cooking skills are amazing!"
"Hey, there's still watermelon juice! Song Yi, Zimo, you two siblings are really good at logistics! It's not easy, Miss Song gave us such a big surprise..."
The lazy and quiet time in the afternoon was suddenly broken by a few people coming out of the house, and the yard suddenly became lively again.
Li Xiangnan smiled slightly and withdrew his gaze from Song Yi. Then he found Lu Dingkun, Qian Dayi and others squatting around him, each with a smile on their face that looked like a chrysanthemum and was extremely flattering.
"puff!"
He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of watermelon juice, which almost splashed onto Doctor Lu's chest.
"Hey, drink slowly! Hey, Xiao Li, no, Doctor Li, Master Li," Lu Dingkun quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe Li Xiangnan's face, his movements were so attentive, "Well..."
"Doctor Lu," Li Xiangnan couldn't help laughing, "You want to ask how to treat Mr. Tan's illness, right?"