nucmednet Chapter 296 Just Watch and Don’t Say
Chapter 296 Just Watch and Don’t Say
The performance arena of the military hospital is vast and boundless, with an unobstructed view as far as the eye can see.
The barren lawn swayed in the gentle breeze, and the slight ups and downs seemed like the silent breathing of the earth.
The setting sun spread like golden gauze, coating everything it touched with a layer of brilliant brilliance. Even the dead grass was reflected in it, making it sparkle, like ripples on a golden ocean.
Jiang Chengyu stood straight with a stern look on his face. He accompanied Mu Xiaoji and stood quietly on the tarmac together.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, with only the corners of their clothes fluttering gently in the breeze.
In the distance, the roar of helicopters gradually grew louder and louder, breaking the silence.
The sound was like dull thunder at first, rolling slowly from the sky, and then it became louder and sharper, shaking the air slightly.
The helicopter slowly landed on the tarmac like a giant steel bird. The huge propellers spun at high speed, creating a strong airflow that swept down like a surging tide.
The wild grass on the lawn seemed to have been hit by a violent storm in an instant, and was pressed down and fell to one side obediently;
A huge and spectacular vortex was formed on the ground, with dead grass and dust intertwined in the vortex, flashing blurred light and shadows under the sunlight.
Song Shijie and Rong Shishan looked out through the helicopter window and saw Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji standing there like two solemn sculptures.
Their figures were stretched out in the afterglow of the setting sun, revealing a kind of determination and persistence, as if silently telling of their determination to wait.
The helicopter door slowly opened, and Song Shijie's energetic figure was the first to come into everyone's sight.
His face was filled with a smile as bright and warm as the sun, and he walked off the plane with brisk steps.
Seeing his father so energetic, Mu Xiaoji couldn't help but raise his lips, revealing a faint smile, and asked softly: "Dad, are you tired?"
Song Shijie took a few steps forward and hugged his son tightly in his arms. His strong arms conveyed endless fatherly love. He said in a comforting tone:
"Not tired! Son, what kind of special patient is this? Why did you call me here in such a hurry?"
Mu Xiaoji just smiled and kept it a secret: "I'll take you to see him later."
At this time, Rong Shishan also walked towards Jiang Chengyu with a loving face. The two old friends who had not seen each other for a long time looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and then hugged each other naturally.
Rong Shishan poked Jiang Chengyu's chest, which was as strong as steel, with his fist in a friendly and playful manner, and said jokingly, "Smelly boy, I haven't seen you for such a long time, but you are still so strong."
Jiang Chengyu smiled and responded, "You are still the same as before, your demeanor has not changed, you are still as sharp as ever!"
Everyone's attention was then drawn to Mu Xiaoji and Song Shijie. Mu Xiaoji was seen holding his father Song Shijie's hand like a child and striding towards the military hospital, heading straight for Cao Guohua's office.
Lao Rong, with a loving face, put his arm around Jiang Chengyu's shoulders affectionately, and the two of them followed closely behind at a leisurely pace.
Along the way, Rong Shishan would occasionally turn his head and whisper a few words to Jiang Chengyu, as if he was sharing interesting things that happened after they separated, or asking about the condition of a special patient?
Jiang Chengyu nodded in response from time to time, and occasionally burst into laughter at Lao Rong's words.
The four of them hurried along the well-organized corridors of the military hospital, as if they were walking through a quiet and orderly jungle of buildings.
After a moment, they followed Mu Xiaoji to the door of Professor Cao Guohua's office with ease.
Mu Xiaoji politely extended his hand and knocked lightly on the door with his knuckles. The crisp knock echoed in the quiet corridor.
Then, Cao Guohua's steady and clear voice came from inside: "Please come in."
Mu Xiaoji quickly reached out and grasped the door handle, turned it gently, then slowly pushed the door open and walked in first.
Inside the room, Professor Cao Guohua, Luo Shaoqing, and a doctor wearing glasses and looking a little serious were sitting around the desk;
Their eyes were focused on the medical records spread out on the table, and they seemed to be enthusiastically discussing the arrangements for the next crucial operation.
Professor Cao Guohua heard the door open, looked up, saw the person coming, and smiled as he stood up and asked, "Who is this..."
Mu Xiaoji hurriedly said with a smile: "Professor Cao, this is my father, Mr. Song Shijie. This is his assistant Rong Shishan. Dad, this is Professor Cao Guohua, an authoritative doctor at the Military Region Hospital."
Upon hearing this, Song Shijie and Rong Shishan immediately stepped forward politely, stretched out their hands, and said politely, "Hello, Professor Cao."
Professor Cao Guohua shook hands with them one by one and said, "Thank you for coming from afar. Thank you for your hard work! Please take a seat."
In that quiet and slightly depressing room, Mu Xiaoji was the first to break the silence. With a hint of eagerness and expectation in his eyes, he stared straight at Professor Cao Guohua.
In a steady and unquestionable voice, he asked, "Professor Cao, when do you think it would be appropriate for Elder Wenxuan to meet my father?"
Professor Cao Guohua frowned slightly when he heard this, and a solemn look appeared on his face. He folded his hands and rested them on his chin. After thinking for a moment, he slowly spoke: "You also know about Elder Wenxuan's heart problem.
You saw how frightened he was when he saw you last night, and such mood swings are extremely detrimental to his current treatment."
When Mu Xiaoji heard Professor Cao's words, his heart was suddenly disturbed, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake.
His brows knitted tightly, a trace of anger and unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and he retorted: "But you also saw it! He admitted to so many crimes. Can he escape the responsibility for the crimes he has committed just because he is sick?"
Seeing that Mu Xiaoji was getting excited, Cao Guohua quickly waved his hands, leaned forward, and explained in a hurried tone: "Mr. Mu, don't get excited, that's not what I meant.
I am only considering his physical condition. His heart is extremely fragile at the moment, and any stimulation could lead to serious consequences. If something unexpected happens, we may lose the opportunity to have him face legal sanctions, which is not what you want to see, right?"
Jiang Chengyu suddenly had an idea, and a clever idea flashed through his mind. He suggested enthusiastically:
"Professor Cao, let Uncle Song pretend to be a doctor, put on a mask and glasses, and go and quietly check whether Elder Wenxuan is a relative of the Song family.
This way, we won't overly stimulate Elder Wenxuan again, and we can also consider his guilt smoothly later on. Isn't that killing two birds with one stone?"
Mu Xiaoji's frown instantly relaxed, a bright smile bloomed on his face, and he said with admiration in his eyes:
"Little Monster, you're smart. This way we won't overstimulate him again and we can achieve the result we want."
When Cao Guohua heard this suggestion, he also laughed softly, nodded and praised: "Well, since everyone is eager to know the answer, this method is the best of both worlds.
However, Mr. Mu, you can’t follow him. If you show up, I’m afraid Mr. Wenxuan will be upset again.”
Mu Xiaoji raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a bit of naivety and understanding: "I understand, it's okay to have the little monster follow me, he is smart and I trust him."
Everyone talked at once, and soon they reached a consensus, then filed out of the office door.
Mu Xiaoji sat quietly, following the backs of Cao Guohua, his father, Rong Shishan and Jiang Chengyu as they left, until they disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Only then did he slowly turn around and look at Professor Luo, saying with a hint of apology on his face: "Sorry to interrupt your discussion of the plan!"
Professor Luo had a gentle smile on his face, waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. Anyway, the surgical plan has been decided, and there is no big problem with the old man behind. The two can have surgery together tomorrow, so it won't be a problem."
When Mu Xiaoji heard this, his face calmed down a little, and he nodded slightly and said, "That's good."
However, deep in his eyes, there was still a hint of worry and expectation, as if he was worried about the truth that was about to be revealed.
In the courtyard of the military hospital, the sun was dappled on the ground. Professor Cao Guohua, with a serious look on his face, hurried forward with Song Shijie, Rong Shishan, and Jiang Chengyu.
As he took big steps, he solemnly said, "Boss Song, when you meet Mr. Wenxuan later, no matter who he is, you must keep your composure and never act impulsively.
Our first priority is to confirm the situation. We must not let our emotions get out of control and cause the patient's condition to deteriorate. This is related to the direction of the entire matter and many subsequent arrangements."
Song Shijie nodded solemnly and responded firmly: "Okay, I understand."
The footsteps of the four people echoed in the quiet courtyard. They first followed Cao Guohua and walked quickly into the medical room in the cardiology department area.
As soon as he entered the room, Cao Guohua walked straight to the closet, quickly opened the door, took out two brand new white coats from it, turned around and handed them to Song Shijie and Rong Shishan, his eyes revealing seriousness and concentration.
Then, he approached the head nurse and said softly, "Xiao Liu, lend me your radiation-proof glasses."
Xiao Liu raised his head, a shy smile appeared on his face, and he replied softly: "Okay, Professor Cao."
After saying that, she quickly walked to the desk, gently opened the drawer with her slender fingers, took out her glasses, turned around and walked towards Cao Guohua, handing the glasses to him.
Cao Guohua handed the glasses to Song Shijie, who took them and began to dress up in an orderly manner.
Jiang Chengyu took out two medical masks from a cabinet on the side and shouted, "Uncle Song, masks."
Rong Shishan and Song Shijie quickly took the masks and put them on. Cao Guohua stood aside and looked at the two carefully, and found that it was indeed difficult to recognize their original faces.
The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a satisfied smile, and he said, "It's really hard to tell what it originally looked like. Well, let's go! Remember, just look today, don't talk, and we'll discuss everything when we get back."
Song Shijie nodded again and said in a steady tone, "I understand." After that, they walked side by side towards the ward where Elder Wenxuan was, their steps firm but with a hint of nervous anticipation.