Chapter 380
On the fourth day after Yang Ping visited Professor Feng in the ICU, Professor Feng got off the ventilator, stopped taking sedatives, and woke up.

Mo Liu acted immediately to prepare for Professor Feng's surgery. Professor Feng woke up, and Professor Zhang stayed by the bed.

"Brother, why are you here?" Professor Feng burst into tears.

Professor Zhang sat by the bed and patted the back of Professor Feng's hand: "It's not because of your operation. You are so thin that you donate your body. I'm afraid the quality is not up to standard. You should live for a few years and donate it after gaining weight." go."

Professor Feng smiled wryly, and the old brother still didn't forget to make fun of him.

"Did Jiangong also come?"

Although Professor Feng woke up not long ago, his mind is still clear.

Professor Zhang nodded: "I've been here for a few days, and I've been staying in the hotel next door. When you were on the ventilator for the first time, he also came here, watching you through the glass in the visiting corridor."

"Why don't you come in, kid." Professor Feng said angrily.

Professor Zhang snorted: "You slapped him away for 15 years, how dare he see you, I'm afraid that you will immediately become angry when you see him."

Professor Feng scanned the ward, surrounded by doctors and nurses from the ICU. Professor Zhang understood and dismissed the doctors and nurses: "You all go to work, I will talk to Professor Feng."

The doctors and nurses in the ICU walked away, and they were relieved that Professor Zhang was there, not to mention there was video surveillance, so they could be rescued in case of an accident.

"You know, I've been thinking about this for the past 15 years. Jiangong is more careful than Zhigang. How could he use a periosteum peeler to press the stick?" Professor Feng just woke up, very weak, coughing while speaking.

Professor Zhang patted him on the back and asked him to cough up the phlegm in the respiratory tract to ease it up: "The patient developed quadriplegia after the operation. We both went to the operating table together and reopened the cervical spinal canal of the patient. The cervical spinal cord was indeed contused and hard. There was still a hematoma under the membrane, we made an incision, removed the hematoma and decompressed it, and finally the patient’s limb muscle strength recovered to level three and stopped, leaving him permanently disabled.”

"It's a pity!" Professor Feng felt a little more comfortable.

Professor Zhang took the phlegm wrapped in a tissue and threw it into the trash can: "It's a mystery, who used the periosteum to bruise? But I'm sure it wasn't Han Jiangong, although he admitted it himself."

"Brother, I've been thinking that Jiangong probably knew about my relationship with Zhigang a long time ago, and wanted Zhigang to take my place, but I have made up my mind. He has no choice but to take this opportunity to push the boat along the way and fulfill Zhigang. ?” Professor Feng sighed.

Professor Zhang looked at Professor Feng: "I have held back this for 15 years and have not told you. I have been paying attention to this matter afterwards, do you know? Zhigang visits this patient secretly every year and continues to subsidize this patient. With less money, he also helped the patient's son find a good job in Shanghai, and the patient's family is very grateful to him."

"Why didn't you tell me? I don't know these things! I've always wondered, based on what I know about them, Jiangong won't make such a mistake, and he won't leave just because I slapped him." Professor Feng vaguely The intuition was confirmed by Professor Zhang.

"The anesthetist at the time, Lao Liao, approached me about this in private. Hearing the soft conversation between Zhigang and Jiangong, Jiangong suggested to report to you, but Zhigang refused. He couldn't hear clearly, so I can't be sure, I can't be sure. Let me tell you. Everything points to proof that it was Zhigang who made the mistake at the time, and Jiangong just pushed the boat along the way and made Zhigang complete." Professor Zhang confessed.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Professor Feng burst into tears.

Professor Zhang shook his head: "You don't understand the kid Jiangong? If he is determined to fulfill Zhigang, there is nothing we can do. Besides, I know what happened. It was a few years later, and I was still guessing without any evidence. At that time Zhigang has already taken the position of director, Jiangong has been away for several years, raw rice is cooked, what should we do? One has been destroyed, and the other is destroyed? Or your son, how can I do it?"

Professor Zhang lowered his voice.

Professor Feng burst into tears: "Where is Zhigang, why hasn't he arrived yet? Let him come over!"

"I asked him to go to your house to get some things. He will have an operation tomorrow. Maybe he won't be able to come down. You told me about it, but I didn't do it according to your wishes. I think you still have a sigh of relief and let him call you Dad .” Professor Zhang was a little excited, but his voice was very low.

"I don't deserve it, so I've been—" Professor Feng gasped.

Professor Zhang stroked his chest: "You are worthy, you have never let them down, it's just that the world is impermanent and erroneous."

Professor Feng waved his hands and was speechless. Professor Zhang comforted him: "Okay, the one who will perform your surgery tomorrow is a student from Jiangong. The young man is extremely talented. Three American experts strongly recommended him to be the surgeon. He can do your surgery." Achieve a success rate of 80.00%."

"How is it possible? Don't comfort me, but I don't care about the success rate." Professor Feng let out a sigh of relief.
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According to Professor Zhang's request, Hong Zhigang rushed to Professor Feng's house, which he is very familiar with and often comes to.

He fumbled around, took the key given to him by Professor Zhang, and opened the desk drawer in the study room. Inside was an old notebook, which seemed to be a diary.

This is what Professor Zhang asked him to help the teacher with. He opened the notebook carefully, and an old photo appeared in it. Hong Zhigang was like a thunderbolt immediately.

With trembling hands, he picked up the photo—isn't this photo his own mother?

It is exactly the same as the photo I saved, why does the teacher have this photo?
This is the only photo left by my mother, with a beautiful face, a bright smile, and a ponytail. The background is a picture of the peach tree in the photo studio.

According to my uncle, my mother died of a heart attack on the third day after giving birth. The only thing Hong Zhigang knew about his mother was the photo that his uncle gave him, and now his teacher also has it.

There is a letter under the photo, which reads: "My son Hong Zhigang personally wrote it."

My son?Hong Zhigang?

Hong Zhigang was dizzy, he resisted the stimulation and opened the envelope.

"Zhigang, after reading this letter, I have passed away as a teacher. The love between your mother and I couldn't be together due to special reasons, but we never gave up on each other. In order not to affect my future, your mother , did not tell me about the pregnancy. Before she left, she told your uncle not to affect me because of this. And I have never been married for this love. I didn't know your true identity until your uncle came to me. At that time, you were already preparing for an internship——did not dare to call yourself a father——I felt extremely guilty for being a teacher. If I knew the truth at that time, I would have picked your mother over anyway.——Time flies, and decades have passed in a blink of an eye—only I ask for one thing. There is a set of clothes in the safe in the study room. It was the work clothes I wore when I went to the mountains and the countryside in Huzhou. I also met your mother in this suit. I request that this suit be buried next to your mother’s tomb. Xue is close to each other, we can't stay together in life, I hope we can stay together forever after death—”

Hong Zhigang burst into tears immediately, and understood everything, but everything was too sudden and bizarre.

This old man who is almost 80 years old has a love story like a song and tears, and the sacrifices made by both parties in order to stick to their love.

In order not to affect the future of the father, the mother lied that she was going to get married, and asked the father to find a suitable partner to marry and start a family as soon as possible.

For this love, my father remained unmarried all his life. Later, he went to Huzhou to find his mother, but what he saw was a pile of loess.

Hong Zhigang slumped on the chair. He no longer blamed this lonely old man. His father, whom he had never met, was actually a mentor who was always by his side like a loving father.

I still remember the first time we met, in the corridor of the Orthopedics Department of Magic Six, the mentor was leading the students over, the white coats were neat and tidy, Hong Zhigang and Han Jiangong were standing in the corridor, the teacher saw them shy and told them to stop .

Hong Zhigang was very nervous, thinking that he had made some mistake and was ready to accept severe criticism. The teacher just stretched out his hand to help Hong Zhigang button a button on his white coat, and then helped him tidy up his clothes.

"Keep your head high, keep your spirits up, and learn to respect and enjoy your work."

It turns out that the place where the teacher's heart misses is the place where the lover is. If you are unmarried all your life, you are waiting for the sacred love in your heart.

The depth of love, the pain of thinking, decades, how many lonely nights, this old man is missing his lover.

According to the password on the letter, Hong Zhigang opened the safe in the study room, and there was a set of white coats inside, neatly folded, and he took them out carefully.

(End of this chapter)

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