Half an hour later.
The doors of the operating room opened.
The doctor shook his head and sighed.
The elderly person is very old, and combined with severe organ damage, a burst blood vessel in the brain due to anger, there’s no need for resuscitation.
All that can be done now is to keep her breathing.
"What! No! Impossible!!!"
Outside the ergency room, upon hearing these words, Yu Xinggui slumped heavily into the chair.
Duan Jiawen, who had been beside him, could visibly see the world built in the eyes of this confident husband collapse.
He saw those large hands rubbing his face up and down.
Then desperately pulling at his own hair.
"Mom! I was wrong! I was really wrong! I shouldn’t have been so stubborn!!"
Yu Xinggui banged his head against the wall!!
He was truly filial!
So he couldn’t accept his mother’s passing!
Extrely, extrely regretful!
In fact, he wavered just now inside, but he didn’t want his mother, who believed in him, and his wife, who trusted him, to stop believing in him, or even turn against him!
He just wanted to save face; who knew it would lead to such a disaster.
"Mr. Yu, please calm down."
The doctors rushed to stop him when they saw this scene.
Truly, life is unpredictable.
Just an hour ago he was still shouting.
After an hour, King Yama really ca to claim a life.
One can only say, if only he had known this earlier...
But now no one is mocking him, not even in their hearts.
Because he has already received the most painful punishnt.
On the other side.
Ru Jiming returned to his office after witnessing this scene.
His feelings were also a bit complicated.
The patient’s mother had a chance to live another two to three years with amputation.
Who would have thought that the filial son would drive her to spit blood?
He had also participated sowhat in the resuscitation, saw the situation roughly.
It seems that King Yama is determined to take her today.
Unless they’re willing to spend a fortune to keep her breathing like a vegetable.
But doing so would actually be aningless.
Ordinary people don’t have those funds.
"Xiaojie, how’s the situation on Xiaochuan’s side? Are we going over, or is he coming over?"
He asked the Lying Flat Little Chinese dicine boy.
Better to divert attention and hear so other pleasant things.
"Teacher, regarding the Ph.D. studies, Zhang Lingchuan hasn’t replied to ; then I contacted the photographer who worked with him, and they said he currently has no plans to co to Capital University of dical Sciences for a Ph.D."
The Lying Flat Little Chinese dicine boy spoke to his teacher.
It felt quite awkward.
It’s neither them going to Chun City nor President Zhang coming over.
He simply doesn’t intend to co to their place for a Ph.D.
What an unexpected twist.
"Ah? No intentions to co here for the Ph.D. for now? How is this possible? Did you tell him it’s who’s personally ntoring?"
Just after a consultation, Ru Jiming suddenly thought about the progress of asking his student to invite Zhang Lingchuan over for a Ph.D.
Unexpectedly, he heard this news, imdiately frowning and inquiring further.
Within the global scope, he, Ru Jiming, is quite capable in Chinese dicine!
After all, he’s a recipient of the National dical Master’s lifeti title from the first session.
Evaluated once every three years, there have been only six sessions, with only eighteen in the entire country.
And he is undoubtedly top-tier.
Countless students of Chinese dicine apply for his postgrad every year.
Leading to the fact that even at eighty, he hasn’t been able to retire.
"I definitely told him, but the answer was still the sa, and there’s nothing I can do..."
The young man with sparse hair replied.
He always felt President Zhang’s ideas were abstract.
Now it appears it’s indeed the case.
If you want to study Chinese dicine, apart from orthopedics, who can compete with their teacher!
Coming to Capital University of dical Sciences is truly the place where one can achieve mastery in Chinese dicine, isn’t it!
Yet after receiving the invitation, he actually refused.
You should know, the old man did say it was a special examination with special arrangents.
Whether Zhang ca to the school or they went to Chun City, it was possible.
One can only say it’s truly President Zhang!
Hard to predict!
"Even then he’s not coming, it’s indeed a bit extravagant, is it that old guy Shen Xuanqing by any chance??"
Ru Jiming frowned.
Shen Xuanqing specializes in orthopedics and is honored as a National dical Master in this field.
Of course, as a Chinese dicine doctor, he understands a little bit of other things, but only to an average degree.
And apart from orthopedics, Ru Jiming is superior in every other way!!
Coming to Capital University of dical Sciences for a Ph.D. is the best choice.
No, seems like I must go to Northeast Chun City myself! This student must be persuaded to study here next year!
Such a good talent can’t be wasted.
Earlier, when diagnosing according to Zhang Lingchuan’s thods, he discovered that he could generally make the correct judgnts via observation, listening, inquiry, and pulse-taking.
But his speed was significantly slower than that kid’s.
Ru Jiming felt he couldn’t just let such a good talent slip away.
And at this mont, at the East Suburban Villa.
Zhang Lingchuan was unaware of the diagnosis results at Capital University of dical Sciences regarding Yu Xinggui, or the tragedy that his own mother died from anger...
"Xiaochuan, oh my, truly an outstanding talent, the more I see of this child, the more I like him!!"
Shen Xuanqing specially tidied up the house.
The old couple’s faces lit up with joy upon seeing Zhang Lingchuan enter, especially Shen Xuanqing, who warmly shook hands with Zhang Lingchuan.
Continuously murmuring.
"Xiaochuan, this old man has been waiting for you for a long ti, seeing you today is even more delightful than the New Year."
Beside him, a silver-haired old lady said with a smile.
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