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Li Jitong said with a smile: "This is not a problem, it's a steady stream. book.novel.com"
Yang Luo smiled: "Okay, that's it, let's talk to Geng table after you go over."
Li Jitong nodded and did not talk, and sat down on the sofa with Zhou Mei to chat intimately, not knowing why the two of them talked so much.
Yang Luo watched them curl their lips, then muttered something, walked to the side and found a place to sit down.
An An took Cuilian and walked over, and sat next to Yang Luo: "Brother Yang Luo, is there no problem with Grandpa's illness?"
Yang Luo said: "There is no problem for the time being, but this is a heart replacement operation after all, and grandpa is getting old, so it's hard to say whether there will be problems in the future."
An An sighed: "Yeah, I'm worried."
Yang Luo smiled and said comfortingly: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, everyone can't escape. Now grandpa is over seventy years old, and if he lives one more day, it's considered a profit. There's nothing to worry about."
An An nodded: "I'm going to teach in Dahua Town tomorrow, when will you be back?"
Yang Luo thought for a while and said, "I will definitely come back before the China Merchants Fair."
At this moment, the Watts and Elena came out of the elevator with their luggage, Yang Luo stood up and said, "Let's go eat something, after we eat, go to the hospital to see your grandfather, and then go directly to the airport. "
"Okay!" An An nodded and agreed, "The flight is at eight o'clock in the evening, so there is plenty of time."
Several people ate something together, Li Jitong, Zhou Mei, and Huang Junhao went back to the hotel directly, and Yang Luo and the others took a taxi to the hospital.
When Yang Luo walked into the inpatient department, all the doctors and nurses who saw Yang Luo greeted him one after another, especially those little nurses who looked at Yang Luo with admiration.
When they arrived at the intensive care unit, the two big men standing outside the door saw Yang Luo, their eyes showed a look of respect, and then they stood at attention and saluted the military force.
Yang Luo returned the salute naturally, then opened the door and walked into the ward. Hou Qingyuan led a group of doctors standing in front of Elder An's hospital bed, talking to Elder An.
It is estimated that the doctors who can come here are all famous figures in the hospital. If they have the opportunity to "show their face" in front of Mr. An, how can they let it go?
When Mr. An saw Yang Luo coming in, he said happily, "Boy Yang, you are here."
Yang Luo walked over and said, "Look at his complexion, he's recovering pretty well."
An An came over and called out sweetly: "Grandpa!"
Mr. An lovingly touched An An's head: "Grandpa thought he was going to die this time, but I had a regret in my heart that I didn't see you marry. Now I took my life, but I don't know when I will leave suddenly You have to find me a grandson-in-law as soon as possible."
"Grandpa!" An An blushed, and secretly glanced at Yang Luo.
Elder An chuckled, then looked at Watt, McGrady and Alina and said, "Thank you!"
Watt smiled slightly, and said in blunt Chinese: "Mr., you have to thank, and also thank Yang, he saved you."
Elder An said: "You are his teacher, without your teaching, how could he have achieved what he is now."
Watt shook his head: "No! No! No! Yang is the most talented young man I have ever seen. Even without me, he can achieve what he is today."
Yang Luo was looking at the central monitor. An Lao's replaced heart was beating strongly, and the function had recovered to a level that surprised him.
Hou Qingyuan was a little excited and showed the latest examination data to Yang Luo: "Dr. Yang, I dare say that this operation is definitely the most successful heart transplant operation in the history of the world. I don't think there will be one in ten or twenty years. question."
Yang Luo just smiled and didn't say anything.
An Lao had just recovered, Hou Qingyuan saw that An Lao was a little tired, and hurriedly said: "An Lao, please rest, let's go first."
Old An waved his hand: "Let's go, don't delay your work."
Hou Qingyuan took the people away, but in the blink of an eye, everyone left cleanly, leaving only a few accompanying doctors.
Watching them leave, Mr. An suddenly laughed out loud, "Boy Yang, I really didn't expect that your medical skills are so amazing. At that time, I asked you to perform an operation on me, and I was already ready to see the King of Hades." Prepared, unexpectedly woke up again. And now I feel great, like returning to my youth, full of strength." But.The plane is about to take off. Yang Luo hurriedly changed the boarding pass, and then pulled Cuilian, Watt, McGrady, and Alina to the boarding gate.
After boarding the plane, Cuilian looked around curiously. Yang Luo found a seat, arranged Cuilian to sit by the window, fastened her seat belt, and sat beside Cuilian. And Watt, Tracy and Alina sat behind them.
At this time, a bald middle-aged man with a big belly came over with his arms around a woman in her thirties.
The man and woman came to Yang Luo's side. Yang Luo raised his head, naturally filtered out the middle-aged man, and his eyes fell on the woman.
The woman has half-length golden hair and is wearing a short vest. Her small belly button is exposed outside. The twin peaks are not very big, but they are tall and straight. She is wearing a very short white denim skirt on her lower body. , so short that Yang Luo could see her pink panties beside her, two slender, white and tender thighs were exposed, and a pair of white high-heeled sandals on her feet.
In fact, this woman looks pretty good, but her pretty face is painted with thick makeup, black eye shadow, red lipstick, and thick powder on her face, which makes people look disgusting .
The middle-aged man looked at the seat, and then said to Yang Luo in a commanding tone: "Let's change seats."
Yang Luo raised his middle finger and shook: "No!"
The middle-aged man looked down at Yang Luo, who was wearing a shabby military uniform, with a look of contempt in his eyes. Opening the briefcase in his hand, he took out a hundred-yuan bill and threw it at Yang Luo.
"This one hundred yuan is enough for your daily salary."
The corner of Yang Luo's mouth curled into an evil smile, and he picked up the hundred yuan and took a photo: "One hundred yuan is really a lot."
The woman glanced at the middle-aged man with dissatisfaction: "I can't buy the first-class and business-class tickets. I said to take the plane tomorrow, but you don't want to do it." Then she said to Yang Luo impatiently: "I will give you all the money. I¡¯m not up yet.¡± (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com