While Song Rushuang was daydreaming, a pair of warm, slightly rough hands fell on her head.
Old Master Gao said nonchalantly, "What impact can it have? I just came to see my grandson's wife."
"Grandson's wife?"
Duan Dinglan immediately looked at Grandpa Gao.
What granddaughter-in-law?
How come she doesn't know anything?
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Mr. Gao immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing.
He quickly changed his words and said, "Look at my mouth, I lost my tongue for a moment. I was just trying to say that I treat Xiao Qi as my granddaughter. This child is very good. Duan family girl, you are blessed."
Duan Dinglan didn't think about it anymore. When she heard Mr. Gao's sincere praise, she said thank you.
"It's getting late. Since you said you could help, we'll take the child away first."
"Where are you going? Are you going home? Do you need me to arrange for someone to escort you back?"
Lin Bing shook his head decisively.
She spoke subconsciously:
"That's not necessary. We appreciate the old man's kindness, but we're not going home. We're going to Huinan County."
"Huinan? Isn't that the border?"
Logically speaking, Huinan is a small county town that few people in Kyoto should know about.
As for why Mr. Gao was able to conclude that Huinan County was on the border as soon as Lin Bing mentioned it, it was all "thanks" to the bomb that exploded in Huinan County last night.
That place had just been bombed, and China had sent a lot of troops.
I believe that it won’t be long before this small county town spanning two countries will become a natural battlefield.
At this moment, the danger of going to such a place is far greater than anywhere else in the country.
Therefore, the old man really didn’t understand why they would go to such a dangerous place.
Especially with a child.
"It's such a dangerous place, what are you doing there?"
"Save people."
The answer was concise and to the point.
"Who are you saving? If you're talking about saving lives on the battlefield, that's the doctor's job. What does it have to do with you?"
Song Rushuang was silent for a while, and Duan Dinglan and Lin Bing did not speak either.
Because no one knew what to say for a moment.
"Grandpa Gao, Xiao Qi is trying to save Uncle Shen."
Finally, she walked up to Mr. Gao, waved at him, and signaled him to lower his head.
After hearing a few words whispered in Mr. Gao's ear, he was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Duan Dinglan.
After a while, Mr. Gao seemed to have figured something out.
He first nodded to Song Rushuang.
Then he straightened up and said to Duan Dinglan and the others:
"Since this has been decided long ago, there's no reason for me to stop you. However, you must take good care of Xiao Qi and don't let this child fall into danger."
"Don't worry, Xiao Qi is my life. She is my only daughter. I will naturally risk my life to protect her."
Duan Dinglan told the truth.
Lin Bing also took Duan Dinglan's arm and echoed:
"And I, Xiao Qi is also my daughter. With us together to protect her, this girl will be fine."
I hope so.
After leaving the Shen family, Mr. Gao still sent a small team to escort Song Rushuang and her group.
The Lin family originally sent a team of about sixteen people, plus people from the Gao family. They originally wanted to be inconspicuous, but now they are doing the opposite.
This made Lin Bing feel a little overwhelmed.
From Kyoto to the border, one has to pass through eleven provinces in total.
Before Song Rushuang and the others set off, Lin Bing had already warned them in advance.
This time, the journey will take at least seven or eight days.
As soon as everyone left, Shen Xing in the hospital already knew about it.
In fact, he also arranged a team.
In order to avoid attracting unnecessary attention, they did not act with Song Rushuang and the others, but were responsible for protecting their safety in secret.
If nothing happened, they would naturally not know the existence of this team.
But if they encounter any danger, they can appear by Song Rushuang and the others' side immediately.
This can save lives in critical moments.
That afternoon, Mr. Shen, who had been in a coma for most of the day, finally opened his eyes.
Mr. Shen, who was originally on a ventilator, was about to die as he could not catch his breath. However, as soon as he opened his eyes, the data from all the instruments immediately returned to normal.
Even the hospital director, an internationally renowned medical expert, was stunned by the old man's sudden transformation.
It's really too scary.
A group of medical experts gathered together to hold a consultation specifically for Mr. Shen, and then found that his old injuries and increasingly weak physical functions had actually begun to show signs of recovery.
If I have to use a metaphor, it would probably be like an old tree that was about to die, but it actually started to take root again.
To put it bluntly, with current medical knowledge, it seems impossible to explain such a scene.
What is going on?
Happiness came too suddenly.
Chen Xing asked again with some uncertainty: "Do all the doctors agree?"
Everyone looked at each other.
Then, the head of the Central Hospital, Pei Jifang, said in a deep voice:
"Young Master Shen, the old man's illness can indeed be said to have been cured by the medicine, but I have a question for you. Do you know which master gave him the medicine before?"
If there is something that Western medicine cannot explain, it can probably only be explained by Chinese medicine.
The small figure of Song Rushuang suddenly appeared in Chen Xing's mind.
He thought about it and realized that even if he said Song Rushuang's name, everyone would probably just think he was crazy.
Mr. Shen's secretary An Ping's voice rang out from outside the dean's office:
"Young Master, the old man has woken up and wants to see you."
These words saved Shen Xing.
"Dean, I have to go check on the old man first."
Dean to a shrewd person?
He also knew that Shen Xing would probably not tell him who this expert was.
Of course, he did not question Shen Xing for this, but said to him:
"The old man's affairs are naturally the most important. Please go there first."
"Thanks."
In the VIP ward on the top floor of the Central Hospital, Shen Xing slid in by himself in a wheelchair.
The huge ward was now completely empty, with only Mr. Shen and Shen Xing left.
When Shen Xing came in, the old man was sipping wine.
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