The old man called Old Man Wei glanced at Old Man Qin disdainfully. If he was eliminated, would you be any better?
"Old Man Wei, we are friends, but if you dare to say that I can't break through to the later stage of the Qi Nucleation realm, be careful that I won't let you off."
Once Old Man Qin heard Old Man Wei talk about practice, he was like a cat that had its tail stepped on, like a rooster that was about to fight.
"Why can't I say it? If you can't break through, then you can't. If you have the ability, then break through for me to see. It's been more than ten years, and both of us are still stuck at this stage. What's that saying again? Dare to face reality. "
The Embryonic Breathing realm was the dream of both of them. It had always been their goal to reach this realm. However, both of them had worked hard for more than ten years, competing with each other, but none of them had broken through.
Now that they were getting older and their potential was limited, he was indifferent, but Old Man Qin was still so persistent.
"That little brat is said to be this year's new student? His ability is not weak. "
Old Man Qin didn't continue the topic with Old Man Wei. Instead, he changed the topic and started talking about Mo Wen.
"Yes, that little brat is interesting. When school started, the dormitory manager purposely assigned him to that dormitory for some reason. In the end, he fell in love with that place. After that, the class director wanted to change his dormitory, but he was not willing. "
"Now it seems that he is also a little monster. Maybe he is suitable to stay in that kind of place."
Old Man Wei smiled helplessly.
"He is indeed a talent. Hua Xia University is indeed exciting. Is it possible to produce a few weird people?"
Old Man Qin smacked his lips and said.
"It's good to have a few more of these people. Those young masters and young mistresses are getting more and more arrogant recently. It might not be a bad thing to have someone to teach them a lesson." Old Man Wei said indifferently.
"I agree with you on this point. I like that brat's temper. In my opinion, let them be. As long as nothing big happens, we won't interfere."
"That's what I think too."
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Military First Hospital, Deputy Director Han Jiangong's office welcomed a guest.
A young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old. The nurse who led the way was very curious. A young man could actually be personally received by Deputy Director Han Jiangong.
"Brother Mo, you're here. It's not easy to find you."
Han Jiangong poured a cup of tea for Mo Wen. Looking at Mo Wen, who was sitting on the sofa, he could not help but laugh bitterly.
When he wanted to look for Mo Wen, he suddenly realized that he didn't have Mo Wen's contact information. He asked the old man, Pan Aiguo, but he didn't know either. In the end, he found out about Mo Wen from a doctor named Shen Jing.
"Wen, Brother Han. I am poor and do not have a mobile phone or any other communication devices."
Mo Wen smiled. He felt that he could not keep up with the times. It was indeed difficult to find him normally.
"What era are we in? There are still people who don't have a mobile phone. You're really like a wild crane, not a mortal."
"Wen" Han said. at Han Man Wen Mo Tian Man Wei, "Man Wei Wen Man" Today Man "Don Can Man Gu." Long Man Say, Are Mo.
"Brother Han, I'm looking for you today about Qin Xiaoyou's mother." Mo Wen looked askance at Han Jiangong, "I don't understand. How could a patient's condition worsen?"
"Brother Mo Man, you can't blame me for this."
Han Jiangong smiled bitterly. "After a month of recuperation, the patient was getting better and better. Her bodily functions were returning to normal. But a few days ago, she got into an accident."
"What's going on?" Mo Wen furrowed his brows. There seemed to be more to Han Jiangong's words.
"Three days ago, the patient met someone who seemed to be a friend who came to visit. However, after that person left, the patient's emotions became very unstable, and even his heart rhythm became chaotic. His condition, which was originally gradually recovering, rapidly worsened and became more and more serious."
Han Jiangong said helplessly. As the saying goes, illness comes from the heart. Many illnesses were caused by the heart. Mental health affected physical health.
Qin Xiaoyou's mother was a patient with multiple organ failure. Her body was severely damaged. Now that she had a mental problem, it was like adding fuel to the fire. Her body collapsed.
"Who was that person?" Mo Wen looked at Han Jiangong in confusion. Who could affect Qin Xiaoyou's mother so much?
From what he knew, Qin Xiaoyou's mother had a small social circle. She was busy with work every day. She didn't have much contact with society. Because of the pressure of raising Qin Xiaoyou, she didn't like to talk. She was a quiet person. She didn't find a stepfather for Qin Xiaoyou and didn't have any emotional entanglements.
She was such a simple woman. Aside from her daughter, Qin Xiaoyou, who else could affect her so much?
"A middle-aged man. His background is mysterious. I didn't find out his identity."
Han Jiangong didn't understand. The middle-aged man visited suddenly and then left quietly. He didn't leave any clues.
After all, the hospital wasn't an intelligence agency. It would be hard to find out the identity of the visitor.
"That person must have a close relationship with the patient. But now we should focus on the patient's condition. The patient doesn't agree to the organ transplant. Even if our hospital wants to treat her, we can't do anything about it."
Han Jiangong said helplessly. Qin Xiaoyou's mother's condition suddenly worsened. He was responsible for it. He felt sorry for Mo Wen. Although her condition had worsened, there was still a chance to save her. If he performed the surgery himself, the success rate of the surgery was still high.
But the problem was that the patient didn't agree to the surgery. The hospital couldn't do anything about it.
"Brother Han, bring me to take a look. Maybe I can find a way," Mo Wen said after pondering for a while.
He didn't recommend an organ transplant. Not only was it risky, it was a big project, slow recovery, and expensive medical fees.
Although Han Jiangong didn't mention the medical fees and didn't seem to want him to pay for it, he wouldn't owe him a favor for money.
"Brother Mo's medical skills are superb. Maybe you really have a solution."
Upon hearing that, Han Jiangong was shocked. However, he immediately smiled. Although he did not know the depth of Mo Wen's medical skills, the last time he had helped, he had solved a problem that a large group of experts couldn't solve. His ability was obvious.
Also, he was curious about the level of Mo Wen's medical skills. Did he really have a unique medical skill? Or did he just have a special method to suppress Professor Yun's illness?
"Then let's go over first."
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