Chapter 389: Cruz insists on attending the academic conference, and the family meeting is in chaos
Cruz started learning He Xiang Gong on November 19, and practiced acupressure twice a day. A miracle happened: in just one month, he was completely transformed.
Not only could he take care of himself, but he could also run five kilometers along the coastal road as before. He skipped the consolidation period and went straight into the recovery period.
This was something the Cruz family members could not imagine. They were surprised by Cruz's rapid recovery and even more impressed by my miraculous medical skills.
This situation was also completely beyond my expectations.
On December 20, I just got up and received a call from Tang Man.
"Teacher Wan, the situation has changed today. Phil informed us that we should go there at 8:30."
I was also curious and asked, "What else did Phil say? Like Cruz suddenly felt unwell or something like that?"
"No."
I quickly washed up and rushed to the restaurant, where Tang Man was already waiting for me. She and I had a quick bite to eat, then went downstairs and walked out of the hotel.
Tang Man was a little flustered: "Nothing will go wrong, right?"
I remained silent until I reached the coconut grove before I answered her confidently:
"There's absolutely nothing wrong. If Cruz had any physical abnormalities, firstly, Phil would have said it, and secondly, the car should be waiting here."
Tang Man pressed his chest and let out a long breath: "I'm glad you're okay."
Although I felt Cruz was fine, I was still a little worried. I couldn't help but quicken my pace. Tang Man followed closely behind me, walking quickly towards Crook's house.
When we walked into the living room, Cruz had just finished breakfast and was wiping his hands with a wet towel. He raised his hand and greeted us, "Good morning."
Seeing him in high spirits, my heart dropped from my throat. He pointed to the second floor.
He had a private office on the second floor. Three days ago, Tang Man and I went there. He stood up and went upstairs, and they followed him.
I entered his office and just sat down when the nurse brought me some green tea. It was my suggestion that Cruz drink hot tea. Now, he's used to it.
Cruz imitated me, blowing on the hot tea and taking a tentative sip before speaking.
My English has improved a lot and I can catch some phrases and understand what he means when he thanks us and tells me where he is going.
I saw him making boxing gestures with his hands, and I guessed he was praising me for my excellent medical skills as well as my martial arts skills.
Tang Man translated, "Professor Cruz said he's very grateful to the miraculous Chinese medical skills for restoring him to his former self. He really wants to pick a fight now."
Tang Man translated to this point, fearing that I might not understand, and explained: "He means..."
I interrupted her, "I'm in great shape and have immense strength, Miss Tang. Please don't rub my intelligence on the ground."
She smiled sweetly. "I'm sorry. I spoke too much." He then mentioned something important. Tomorrow, he will go to the Quezon City Hospital where he works for a comprehensive physical examination.
Because the hospital has a large academic event in a few days, he plans to attend the academic seminar to announce his comeback.
This matter caused different arguments among the family members, so they decided to hold a meeting at 10 am to discuss it.
He really wants to take this opportunity to announce his comeback. Please support him. He said your opinion is crucial and decisive.
I didn't express my opinion immediately. I understood what the Kruk family members meant. They were certainly eager for Cruz to return, but they were not professionals.
Quezon Public Hospital is near the capital Manila, and they are unsure whether it is feasible to make such a long journey.
I said, "I'll get back to you in ten minutes."
Walking out into the corridor, I called Su Xipo. She didn't answer the first time, the second time, but finally she did on the third time.
My first words were to introduce myself: "Mr. Xipo, I am Wan Shanhong."
"Oh, Shanhong, I heard from your master that you went abroad?"
I briefly explained how I came here, what I was doing, why I was here, and how I was doing.
He smiled and said, "Your master has said so, and I basically understand it. What difficulties have you encountered?"
I explained Cruz's current situation and his request to travel far away.
Mr. Xipo said: "The simplest way to test your physical fitness is to stand. If you are under 40 years old and can stand for more than half an hour without moving, you have a good physical fitness.
Because the military training for college students also starts with standing for 5 minutes and gradually increases the duration.
Based on your description of Cruz's recovery from a serious illness, if he could stand still for eight minutes, he'd definitely recovered quite well. Of course, the best would be to stand on one leg with your eyes closed for two minutes.
I walked into the office and told him what I wanted, asking him to stand for 8 minutes.
Cruz patted his chest:
"Starting now".
I demonstrated. Cruz stood in the middle of the room, his hands hanging down and his feet shoulder-width apart. Having never done this before, I stood with him.
Although Cruz is a wealthy man, he is also a doctor and has a strict diet. He also likes to exercise regularly. Therefore, he has a small belly and strong muscles.
I understand that he was very strong before he fell ill, but after all, he had just recovered from a serious illness and the consolidation period was too short, so I was still a little worried.
I have never participated in military training, but only here did I realize what it feels like when a person stands there motionless, time becomes extremely slow, I can hear my own heartbeat, and my shoes feel like they are too small.
I stared at the wall clock. Only five minutes had passed, but it felt like the soles of my feet and toes were taking turns shifting their center of gravity.
Tick, tick, tick...
8 minutes, 8 minutes, 8 minutes is up! Tang Man stood up and shouted in surprise.
I turned to look at Cruz; he was still standing.
"Alright, Mr. Cruz."
He raised his arms, did a few chest exercises, and said humorously, "Do I look like a Chinese crane?"
At ten o'clock in the morning, all the members of the Crook family arrived and held a meeting in the conference room on the second floor.
After Crook spoke, we discussed the conversation. At first, Tang Man translated for me, but then she couldn't translate anymore.
Cruz's third brother supported it, while his fourth and fifth brothers opposed it. Cruz was undecided. Although Cruz said he could stand for eight minutes, his fourth and fifth brothers believed that this Chinese standard had no basis.
They asked, have you done a blood test? Have you checked your respiratory system or cardiovascular system?
Tang Man couldn't translate simultaneously, so she could only tell me the content of their argument in general terms.
I've always had a dislike for his fourth and fifth brothers. These two guys were polite to me on the surface, but they were actually just saying bad things to Crook. Crook's hesitation was caused by them.
At this time, I stood up. Tang Man knew that when Chinese people stand up to speak in a meeting, they are expressing very important and serious opinions, so she stood up too.
The Crooks stared at me.
I slowed down my speech and said word by word:
"Whether it's Chinese standards or foreign standards.
Tang Man: "WhetherChinesestandardsorforeignstandards."
"Standing perfectly still can comprehensively test a person's brain balance ability, cardiovascular system, and respiratory system."
Tang Man Translation: ...
"If you think Professor Cruz's health isn't up to par, we can have a competition now. Those who disagree can stand together for 10 minutes."
Tang Man Translation: ...
The conference room suddenly became quiet.
After a while, the only sound was the rustling of chairs. Cruz's fourth and fifth brothers walked to the front of the meeting.
I demonstrated and said, "Start, time."
I want to see these two big-bellied guys stand still for 10 minutes.
After standing for five minutes, both of them felt uncomfortable.
I said, "Attention, it's not moving."
After standing for seven minutes, Cruz's fourth brother wanted to move his feet.
I shouted: "it's not moving".
Despite my constant shouts of "Don't move an inch," he couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed after nine minutes. My fifth brother stood for the full 10 minutes before quickly sitting down, panting heavily, holding onto the back of a chair.
"Now, let's have Professor Cruz stand for 10 minutes.
Ditta, ditta, ditta...
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
Eight minutes, nine minutes, ten minutes...
Cruz remained motionless. I stepped forward, clasping my hands together. "Professor, it's all right. You're very strong."
There was warm applause in the conference room.
Cruz's third brother came over and hugged me. He hugged me tightly because he was the only one who supported me, and I hugged him tightly too.
Cruz's fourth and fifth brothers came up to me and bowed to express their apology.
The family meeting finally decided: Crook, Phil, Dr. Wan, and Miss Tang will fly to Quezon tomorrow to give Cruz a full physical examination.
Among them, Cruz, Donman, Phil, and I went to Cebu on a special plane.
Crook took a flight to Manila to meet up.
I was a little confused about this arrangement, so after returning to the hotel, I called Chairman Zheng to ask for advice.
He said: "In wealthy families, important decision-makers cannot travel on the same plane to prevent the plane from crashing and leaving no one in the family to make decisions."
I guess so, just confirming it.
I remained silent for a long time. No wonder the Crooks have so many rules. With so much money, it's true that their thinking is out of sync with us ordinary people.
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