Before, she had seen the dark circles and bloodshot eyes, as well as the swelling under Mr. Qiao's forehead, and had more or less guessed something. This pulse diagnosis was just a confirmation.
Everyone saw that Ming Leyao took a long time to feel Mr. Qiao's pulse, and the originally cheerful atmosphere suddenly became a little solemn.
Even Qiao Xiaoran was a little anxious.
When she let go of her hand, Qiao Xiaoran couldn't wait to ask, "Le Yao, how is my dad...how is my dad?"
"There is something wrong with my stomach. The details will depend on the hospital's examination report."
"Le Yao, I know... I know you can diagnose it without a report, just... just tell us so we can be prepared."
Ming Leyao pursed her lips, and after hesitating for a moment, she said, "I suspect it's stomach cancer..."
"What??"
"this..."
"Old Joe..."
"dad???"
Everyone present looked at Mr. Qiao in disbelief; even Mr. Qiao himself looked a little dazed.
"I...stomach cancer? But I...but I don't have any symptoms, and I don't feel any pain anywhere."
"It should be in the early stages, and it was discovered in time. In fact, you don't have to think that cancer is difficult to treat or incurable when you hear about it. From what I see in Uncle Qiao's appearance, it should not have turned into cancer yet, but there is a tendency for it to develop in this direction. With proper treatment, it can be cured."
"real?"
"Of course it's true. How can I destroy my own sign?"
"Yes, yes, Le Yao is right."
"Dad, Mom, don't worry. I'll go to the military hospital to make arrangements tomorrow."
"Okay, we'll go get treated tomorrow. Old Qiao, don't worry. Didn't you hear what Le Yao said? It's not the worst yet."
"Yeah, I understand..."
Father Qiao patted Mother Qiao's hand comfortingly.
It would be a lie to say that he was not shocked and frightened, but as the head of the family, he also held an important position in the military. By now, he had already trained himself to remain calm even when faced with a catastrophe.
Expression management is still possible.
Because of Qiao's father's illness, the atmosphere was somewhat stagnant. Qiao Xiaoran was worried, but she still played the role of the happy pill. It was not until Fu Wencheng came over after get off work that the group went to the state-owned restaurant for dinner.
During the meal, several people chatted and talked about the Wen family.
"This Mr. He is really decisive. He dealt with the Wen family's affairs without delaying for a single day."
"Yes, the way the Wen family eats is too ugly. He was clearly an unknown person before. If it weren't for the return of overseas Chinese, his department would be even less famous."
"Oh, he dares to force others to divorce and marry the daughter of the Wen family. I think he is dreaming."
"Hey, this Fu family... Wen Cheng, what are your plans?"
"Uncle Duan, this Fu family has nothing to do with me. It never has, and it never will in the future."
Before, he was thinking about taking advantage of the Fu family, but now...
He has the family crest and most of the Fu family's assets. What is he afraid of? He can just build another Fu family and call the shots himself.
Besides, his little wife loves the joy of making money, so no matter how she does it, he just needs to support her silently.
"That's good. If you have any problems that are difficult to handle in Beijing, just tell the uncles. The uncles have a say in the army."
"Thank you, Uncle Duan. I'll let you know if I need anything."
"Okay, okay, don't be polite then."
After a simple meal, everyone went back to rest.
After Duan Yangbing brought Qiao Xiaoran back to the army, he went to the military hospital to say hello and took his father and father-in-law over the next day.
Mr. Duan's operation was actually not difficult, as the location of the bullet was not life-threatening, but in order to reassure everyone, Ming Leyao volunteered to participate in the operation.
The operation lasted three hours, and when Duan's father came out, he was still awake.
"Dad, how are you? Huh? How are you?"
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine, the wound doesn't hurt, I'm in good spirits, nothing's wrong."
"That's good. That's good."
The nurse pushed the person to the ward. Ming Leyao, a specially hired doctor, wrote down medical instructions and explained precautions. Then he took Qiao's father's examination report and began to read it.
"It's not a big deal. You don't even need surgery. I'll give you a few acupuncture treatments and then prescribe some medicine. It's not a big problem. Don't worry."
Ming Leyao's words made the people from the Qiao and Duan families feel relieved.
The four elders all needed medication, and Ming Leyao did it herself. She packed the medicine and handed it to them, reminding them not to make any mistakes.
Father Qiao was given acupuncture first, and the next acupuncture treatment would have to wait a few days. Several elders were sent back by Duan Yangbing and his wife.
That day, at midnight...
Fu Wencheng and Ming Leyao had just closed their eyes and fallen asleep for a while when someone knocked violently on the door.
The two of them sat up straight from the bed in an instant. Fu Wencheng quickly put on his clothes and ran to the door to open it.
"What's up?"
"It's bad, Chief. Beijing City reported that several overseas Chinese leaders who returned home were kidnapped. They ordered the special forces to go and rescue them immediately."
"Where is the Jing City Special Forces?"
"It just so happens that he's away on a mission these days. We're the only one who's close by, and... Doctor Ming is going to come along, too."
"Okay, I understand."
Fu Wencheng knew that letting Ming Leyao go was to prevent any emergencies and to ensure the safety of the hostages. This was a routine operation.
"What's wrong?"
"There's something going on in Jing City, and they need support. We have to leave immediately."
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