Chapter 920 The Finale!

Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye. Although Wu Mingfan is in his 20s, he still insists on exercising and his figure is not out of shape.

There are just some wrinkles on his face. Of course, if he dresses up and puts on makeup, he can barely be called a handsome uncle.

After dinner last night, just like his father before, he also called his son to the study room, because tomorrow this boy will leave for an internship after graduating from his junior year.

He took out a small box from the drawer, opened it and took out the notebooks inside. Several of them were thick and looked quite dated.

"You brat, here you go~"

Wu Dinh Hao is a young man in his 20s, so his clothes are very trendy, and he wears Japanese and Korean hip-hop style from beginning to end.

Sitting on the chair with his legs crossed leisurely, he stood up, took the notebook and played with it.

He wondered: "Dad, what is this? Why is it so thick?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Mingfan glared at him, resisting the urge to take action, and kept silently reciting the words "his biological son" in his heart.

"Huh!" Take a deep breath to control your emotions.

Then he scolded him angrily: "You brat, this is the secret book of our old Wu family. Counting you, you should be the fourth generation!"

"It's all your grandpa and grandpa, plus the experience I have accumulated over the years. Please read it again when you have nothing to do in the future, but don't lose it to me, or I will break your kid's legs! "

"I get angry when I mention this. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even want to give it to you. You think you're too disappointing. When I was your age, I was about to graduate from my bachelor's degree!"

"Look at you again. You're 22 years old and you're only a junior trainee. You're really inferior to each other. You almost didn't even get into medical school. If it weren't for the low score line that year, you would have been an embarrassment to me~"

Wu Tinghao didn't say anything here, because he was used to his father's venomous tongue, and kept flipping through his notebook seriously. After all, it's all about fun, and this can't be a joke about his job.

But when I heard the last sentence, I was unhappy. I immediately closed my notebook and retorted: "Dad, wasn't it because I was sick that I lost a year~"

"Stop being so silly here. If you are poor in studies, just say you are poor in studies. Can you delay it if you don't repeat the study? Take your things and get out of here!"

As he spoke, Wu Mingfan, who was sitting on the chair, waved his hands impatiently.

I have no choice but to deal with this son. This brat is famous for being naughty, even worse than he was when he was a child. Speaking of which, he has been quite smart since he was a child, but he just doesn't have to be in the right place. That's simply too much. The more naughty you get, the more naughty you get.

And Wu Tinghao felt that since he was a child, his grandmother loved him, and he was the eyeball of his grandfather, and the heart of his grandfather and grandmother. It was a combination of thousands of favors.

Growing up in this kind of environment, it was a good thing that he didn't grow up to be a playboy. He felt quite proud of it. After all, besides being playful, he didn't have any bad habits.

He stood up and took his notebook to leave. He was afraid of his father in this house, because he would really beat him when he was angry.

But when we arrived at the door, I suddenly remembered something.

He turned around and said with a smile: "Dad, I'm leaving tomorrow. You have to help me say hello to Brother Lin~"

"Okay, get out of here, don't cause trouble for me outside!"

But even though Wu Mingfan said so, after his son left, he still picked up the phone on the table, found a number and dialed it.

"Hey, Lin Chu, how are you doing? I'm pretty comfortable being the vice president. I won't hide it from you. Our little brat will go to your Weishi People's Hospital tomorrow..."

After the explanation, he hung up the phone and played a soft song. Wu Mingfan leaned on his chair and thought about himself over the years.

My grandpa celebrated his 11th birthday 90 years ago. He fell asleep and didn't wake up the next day, and grandma passed away within a few days.

My parents are still alive and well, and my mother-in-law is also living well. She and her uncle have already settled their feud a few years ago. His career has been quite smooth. He is now the top leader of Dongli Hospital and is considered successful at the age of 53. However, Wu Mingfan also knows that he is not the material for an official career.

The next step is to retire at the same place when he reaches the age, and he can only go to school to engage in teaching. In terms of level, he can be promoted to the position of vice principal, but in terms of actual power, it is still a little bit behind.

I still felt a little sleepy after thinking about it, so I closed my eyes without realizing it...

Just when I was about to fall asleep, I heard someone opening the door and walking over. The voice was even more familiar.

"Old Wu, why don't you go back to the house? Why are you sleeping here so late at night~"

Fang Xiaoran, who just turned fifty the day before yesterday, looks as if he is in his early forties because he has lived a carefree life these years and has no worries at all.

Still the same as 20 years ago, with ear-length short hair and pink pajamas, he came over and helped pour a glass of water.

Wu Mingfan took it and took a sip, then held his wife's hand and said with emotion: "I don't know why, time flies so fast these years, our son will go to the hospital in a blink of an eye~"

"Well, it's not going to happen soon, I'm getting old~"

Fang Xiaoran felt unhappy when she spoke, because ever since she got older, the word "time" bothered people the most.

Faced with this situation, Wu Mingfan had experience in dealing with it over the years, so he directly changed the topic.

"Honey, my mother-in-law's eightieth birthday will be in two days. Do you want to do something grand then?"

"Well, let's discuss it with my brother and sister-in-law. They are quite busy at Xili Hospital. I don't know if they can still spare some time!"

That's right, my uncle Zhou Xiaofeng is already at Xili Hospital. He was transferred there eight years ago and is now the vice president and director of the heart center there, which is equivalent to the role of president Cui back then.

The two of them cooperated with Lin Yi tacitly, one in the heart and the other out of the heart. This combination has returned to the world. In just a few years, Xili has been ranked second only to Dongli among more than ten top three players in Dongjiang. Second place.

A few days later, at a relatively authoritative medical forum in Dongjiang, two people happened to bump into each other at the check-in desk.

Wu Mingfan teased him directly: "Hey, Dean Zhou, long time no see!"

"Come on, our two families just had dinner last week, and Yi Ning went to your house to look for Xiao Ran yesterday!"

The elderly Zhou Xiaofeng, although his temples have turned gray, can still tell that he was a handsome boy back then.

It's strange to say that although he is very busy every day, the volume of his hair has not decreased. He still has the side-swept hair that Wu Mingfan even envied, and it is combed in a spirited way.

I have to interrupt here. In the end, he and Jiang Yining got together. They got married in 24 years and had a lovely daughter. She was admitted to Dongjiang Medical University this year.

After all, this little girl's grandmother, parents, and aunts and uncles all work in this field. It would be a shame to be reincarnated if she is not a doctor.

……

Many years have passed, and as the whole country is celebrating the 130th anniversary of the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, a blockbuster news made the front page of a well-known domestic short video platform.

Professor Wu Mingfan, the former president of Dongjiang Medical University, a famous cardiac surgery expert in my country, chief physician, doctoral supervisor, winner of the National "May 1st" Labor Medal, and an expert enjoying the special allowance of xx Hospital.

于2075年9月15日,下午13时20分在家中去世,享年86岁。

After receiving this news, all walks of life in Dongjiang City sent representatives to express their condolences to his son, Mr. Wu Tinghao...

PS: Ask the Heart, the whole drama is over!

(End of this chapter)

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