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Yang Luo didn't say anything, and walked into a nearby ward, which was specially arranged by the hospital for them to rest. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!) However, as the second hospital in New York, the ward is very tight, and it is possible to free up a ward, in addition to Watt and Yang Luo's own big face, of course, they also pay a lot of money.

Yang Luo walked to the side of the bed and looked at the baby daughter carved in pink and jade, with a rare warm smile on his face. Slowly bent down and kissed the little guy on the face, the little guy felt uncomfortable, raised his little hand and grabbed it indiscriminately, then turned over and continued to sleep.

Yang Luo still wanted to be stopped by Bei Yinyao in his kiss, and said softly with some disgust: "You don't want to be annoying, don't wake up the child." ”

Yang Luo rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "Look if my daughter looks like me?"

Bei Yinyao rolled her eyes: "If Siluo looks like you, he won't be able to marry in this life." Then he leaned over and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the little guy with gentle eyes, "Looks like Wang Tong, how beautiful, I don't know how many boys I will charm when I grow up." Then he lay down on the bed with a loving look in his eyes.

Lan Feng walked over, squatted on the side of the bed, grabbed the little guy's little hand, tears sliding down the corners of his eyes. The reason why she brought the child over was because of what Wang Tong said before she fell into a coma, otherwise she would not have handed the child over to Yang Luo and Bei Yinyao.

"Poor child, you will never hear your mother talk to you again. ”

Bei Yinyao's eyes darkened, and Yang Luo said softly: "No, Wang Tong will definitely wake up." ”

Bei Yinyao said: "You go to the hotel to rest, Lan Feng and I are here to accompany the child." ”

Yang Luo nodded: "Call me for something!" After speaking, he kissed the little guy on the face again, and then turned around and left satisfied.

Two days later, at ten o'clock in the morning, the sky in Beijing was dark and drizzling, without the tranquility of Schubert's serenade or the joy of Beethoven's symphonies, but only falling from the sky in a thin and sprinkled manner. The coolness is oozing with selflessness, densely woven obliquely, like the hazy feelings of love, floating with the charm of Tang and Song poems, and gently wrapping the whole city, as if draped in a charming light veil, with bright spring colors in the haze.

A Boeing 747 from New York to Beijing slowly landed at Tu International Airport. A silver Bentley slowly drove past a 12o ambulance with flashing overhead lights, followed by four doctors and nurses jumping out of the ambulance. Wei Hua also got off the Bentley, then looked up at the sky with a light rain and muttered something.

Yang Luo and a white crew member carried Wang Tong who was lying on a stretcher down the spiral ladder, Lan Feng held the hanging bottle, Dane followed closely with an oxygen bag, and Bei Yinyao walked at the end with Yang Siluo, who was tightly wrapped, and Song Wei, who was carrying a suitcase.

Wei Hua hurriedly ran up the spiral ladder: "Boss!" Then looked at Wang Tong, who was lying on the stretcher, with a pale face, "How can this be!"

Yang Luo didn't speak, and after walking down the spiral ladder, he got into the ambulance, and a middle-aged doctor nodded at Yang Luo: "Doctor Yang, let's go first." "For Yang Luo, the doctors of the General Hospital of the Military Region are no strangers.

Yang Luo said: "Let's go, we will follow behind the ambulance." ”

After Wang Fei received a call from Yang Luo at the hotel, he took a taxi with his parents and brother and sister-in-law to the General Hospital of the Military Region.

At this moment, two little nurses passed by them, "Hey, why are so many people standing at the door, and the dean is actually there." ”

"It can't be a central illness. ”

"Almost, go back and ask. ”

Wang Guodong looked at Wang Fei and said in a deep voice, "When will they arrive?"

Wang Fei looked at the time: "It's almost there!"

Wang Guodong said: "There will be a central leader coming over, we are too hindered to stand here, go and wait." ”

Wang Fei nodded, walked to the leisure area on the side, and then sat on the leisure chair, ignoring the drizzle falling from the sky, and kept looking at the street not far away.

Chi Jianguo stood at the gate of the hospital, looking down at his watch from time to time. Qian Guorui and Xie Jingyuan are also among them, while Yang Yaxin, Chi Jianjun, Chi Kexin, and Chi Yuexin are all there.

Jian Pinghong, director of the General Hospital of the Military Region, stood beside Chi Jianguo and asked, "When will you arrive?"

Chi Jianguo said: "It is estimated that it will arrive soon." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, an ambulance drove up, followed by a silver Bentley.

"It's coming!" Chi Jianguo shouted, and a group of people perked up and hurriedly greeted him.

Wang Fei was still looking around, and he didn't care when he suddenly saw the rushing ambulance, and suddenly stood up when he saw Yang Luo getting off the Bentley in the back.

"It's the eldest sister, hurry up. With that, he ran over quickly.

"Brother-in-law!" Wang Fei shouted.

Yang Luo turned around and saw Wang Fei's family stop: "When did you arrive?"

Wang Fei took a breath and said, "Just arrived!"

Yang Luo nodded at Wang Peng and Wen Yue, then looked at Wang Guodong and Wu Bixia and said, "Uncle, aunt." ”

Wu Bixia said sharply: "Don't call me aunt, I don't know you." ”

At this time, Wang Tong was carried out of the ambulance by several nurses, Wu Bixia quickly squeezed into the crowd, saw Wang Tong's pale face without a little blood, tears crackled down, and took Wang Tong's hand and cried bitterly.

"Tongtong! Tongtong, you open your eyes and look at your mother......"

Everyone was stunned when they saw Wu Bixia who suddenly broke in, and when they heard her words, they knew that this was the patient's mother.

Yang Yaxin helped Wu Bixia up and said softly: "Sister, don't cry, what if you cry badly." ”

Wu Bixia let go of her grip on Wang Tong's hand, and several nurses pushed the stretcher inside.

"Are you?" Wu Bixia looked at Yang Yaxin suspiciously.

Yang Yaxin said: "I am Yang Luo's mother, I can understand your current mood, but in fact, my heart is not comfortable...... You can rest assured that we will do our best to treat Wang Tong, and we will not give up as long as there is a glimmer of hope. ”

When Wu Bixia heard that Yang Yaxin was Yang Luo's mother, her face became very ugly, she ignored Yang Yaxin and walked into the hospital.

Wang Guodong sighed and patted Yang Luo's shoulder: "Don't have any psychological burden, just do your best." ”

Yang Luo opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

Yang Yaxin glared at Yang Luo fiercely, and then looked at Bei Yinyao, who was standing not far away, a little lonely, and felt distressed.

Yang Yaxin walked over quickly: "Xiao Yao, my aunt really doesn't know what to say, it's all a good thing that Yang Luo's little bastard did." ”

Bei Yinyao hugged Yang Siluo and smiled slightly: "Auntie, it's not Yang Luo's fault, it's all my fault." ”

Yang Yaxin sighed and set her eyes on Yang Siluo. At this time, the little guy was staring at the surroundings curiously with big eyes, and a pair of small hands kept waving in the air.

Bei Yinyao smiled and said, "Auntie, look at where this little guy looks like Yang Luo?"

Yang Yaxin had already guessed it, and when she heard Bei Yinyao's words at this time, her face bloomed.

"My granddaughter!"

"Hmm!" Bei Yinyao nodded and said with a smile: "Her name is Yang Siluo, she can walk just now, but she is naughty, and she runs away without paying attention." ”

Yang Yaxin hugged Yang Siluo over, kissed the little guy on the face, felt the cold on the little face, and noticed that it was still raining, and said with some distress: "It's still raining, hurry up and go in and say, don't make my baby granddaughter catch a cold." ”

Wang Tong was pushed into the ward, and after everything was arranged, Yang Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A group of people came out of the ward, and Qian Guorui said: "Yang Luo, let me introduce you, this is Professor Xie Jingyuan, dean of Peking University Medical School, you know." ”

Yang Luo smiled and shook hands with Xie Jingyuan: "Professor Xie, I didn't expect that we had only been separated for a few days and met again." ”

Xie Jingyuan said: "I really don't want to meet you in such a place. ”

Yang Luo smiled bitterly, Qian Guorui pointed to an old man who was full of flowers, probably in his sixties, and introduced him very seriously: "Yang Luo, this is Professor Xu Xianghui, director of the Institute of Neuromedicine of the First Military Medical University. ”

Yang Luo held Xu Xianghui's hand: "Professor Xu, I won't say anything polite, just open your mouth if you have a place to find my Yang Luo in the future." ”

Xu Xianghui said with a smile: "Dr. Yang is an expert in the field of cardiothoracic surgery, and your name is very familiar to me. ”

Yang Luo smiled and said, "Definitely, definitely." ”

Qian Guorui complained: "This kid promised me to teach my students two years ago, but he hasn't fulfilled it yet. "Complaining is complaining," pointing to another old man," said Professor Li Shaowu of Fudan University's School of Neuroscience...... This is Professor Wang Xiang of the Department of Neurosurgery, Nanjing University School of Medicine......"

Yang Luo shook hands with these old guys one by one, and finally Xie Jingyuan pointed to a thin old man beside him and said, "This is Professor Zhang Rongqi, deputy dean of the School of Neuroscience of Peking University, this is ......"

These people can be said to be the top experts in the field of neurology in China, but in fact, Yang Luo does not know them and has not dealt with them. The day before yesterday, Yang Luo called Qian Guorui and asked him to help. The old man was still in Guangxi at the time, and without saying a word, he called his old friends one by one, and Xie Jingyuan also contacted his old friend after hearing the news. And these people heard that Yang Luo needed help, and agreed without any hesitation. After all, Yang Luo is definitely a top expert in the field of international thoracic surgery, although he has not met before, but Tong Guò knows this time, there are only advantages and no harms.

Yang Luo looked at them and said, "Seniors, you can put down the important work at hand and rush over, I thank you." ”

Qian Guorui said: "Don't say the kind words, now go to the conference room to study the follow-up treatment plan." Then he looked at Jian Taihong, "Dean Jian, take us to the conference room." ”

Yang Luo shouted, "Little Er!"

Song Wei's little girl grinned into the crowd: "It's coming, it's coming." ”

Yang Luo said: "What about the case?"

"Here it is. Song Wei opened the suitcase and took out a thick stack of Wen Jiàn folders and handed it to Yang Luo.

Yang Luo took it: "Let's go!"

Wang Guodong, Wu Bixia, Wang Peng, and Wen Yue opened their mouths and watched a group of people leave. They didn't expect Yang Luo to really invite so many experts, although they didn't know each other, but when they heard about the director of the Neurological Research Institute, the deputy dean of the medical school, and the professor of this and that, they knew how heavy these people were.

Wang Fei was very calm, after all, he knew more or less about Yang Luo's background: "Mom, Dad, you can rest assured now, with so many experts here, my sister will definitely be able to wake up." ”