Great Power Technology.

Chapter 130 Farewell
Near the Georgia Institute of Technology, in a small apartment, an old man was writing with a brush on the balcony a character that is particularly unfamiliar in this country.

His name is Teng Jian, and he is an expert in the field of thermal power. Since he came to this country 20 years ago, he has been serving as a visiting professor at the Guggenheim School of Engineering. During his teaching period, countless students have worked under him. Towards maturity, each of them is silently promoting the development of world aviation technology with its own strength.

Today is an ordinary day for him. He is close to the age of retirement, and the research and teaching work in the school have long been idle. All he has to do every day is to practice calligraphy after waking up and go to the hospital for routine examinations. and therapy, a walk around campus, and then a less-than-stellar dinner at home.

But today was another unusual day. What he wrote on the paper was a little different. Even several times, the nib of his pen would smear thick ink on the rice paper because he stayed there for too long.

Teng Jian sighed, put down his pen, turned and returned to the living room, where his son Tengfei had already prepared breakfast for him.

"Dad, let's eat. I'll take you to the hospital after eating. Don't take a walk today. Your students will come over for dinner tonight. Let's go to the supermarket to buy vegetables together."

On the table are light white rice porridge and a few non-irritating side dishes.

"I'm tired of eating this every day. I really want to eat hot and sour noodles."

Teng Jian is from Shucheng. Before he fell ill, he always liked spicy food, but at this time, he obviously couldn't bear such spicy food.

After hearing what he said, Tengfei smiled and replied:
"Dad, you are so old, don't be like a child, eat, we have to leave quickly after eating, I still have a lot of things to pack, and I have to go through the formalities later."

"Eat, eat! Eat your head! What procedures can you do? I'm 30 years old and I don't even have a girlfriend. Do you think I can eat?"

Teng Jian stared at his son and taught him a lesson, but the latter just smiled and didn't answer.

My father is like this. He obviously only got married in his 30s, but he doesn't feel distressed at all when talking about himself.

It would be great if my mother was still there. She has always been an open-minded person and should be able to understand her own thoughts.

It's just that I haven't met someone I like, so why worry about it?
Thinking of this, Tengfei shook his head helplessly, and pushed his father's favorite salted duck eggs in his direction.

After a simple breakfast, the two got into the old SUV and drove towards the hospital together.

They bought this car several years ago, and it is already in dilapidated shape, but every time they want to change it, it is always inexplicably tossed by Tengfei, so it has been delayed until now. The family has a university professor, A corporate executive is still driving these two broken cars that don't fit their status.

When he arrived at the hospital, Tengfei contacted the doctor who had made an appointment earlier, and took his father to the consulting room.

The doctor's name is Fan En, who is their acquaintance. After 20 years of getting along, he has added a layer of friendship to the acquaintance. Every time I see Teng Jian, I have to blame him for a few words. , the content is nothing more than that one should not smoke, one should not drink tea, one should not sleep too late, and Teng Jian just listened from the sidelines, with a very good attitude, but never changed.

But this time, he gave a rare nod.

"Understood, Fann, you old fellow, every time I come here I will be nagged by you for half an hour, don't worry, I promise to listen to you from now on."

"I don't smoke, I don't drink tea, and I go to bed at nine o'clock every day. I just don't know, how does this affect my illness?"

Fan En looked at Teng Jian in surprise, then laughed and joked:
"Jian, you finally have a day when you are afraid of death. To tell you the truth, maintaining a good living habit is really not good for your illness. This is what really works."

While talking, he picked up a packaged needle tube from his hand, and the package of the needle tube had the letters CAR-T printed on it.

This is the legendary anti-cancer specific drug, the price of each injection is as high as hundreds of thousands of dollars. It claims that one injection can kill all cancer cells, but in fact, its effect is not so miraculous.

It only has a good effect on leukemia and lymphoma, and it is mainly used for recurrence after systemic treatment. However, the treatment effect of gastric cancer like Teng Jian is not ideal, and it can only maintain the cancer cells at a relatively low level. level, so that Teng Jian can have a long enough recovery period for each chemotherapy.

However, this effect is enough --- at least he did survive for 20 years.

"Okay. Since I spend so much money on injections every year, why do you want me to change the life habits that make me happy?"

"Because I want you to live longer, Jian. No one will refuse to live a long life. There are too few longevity in this world that can be bought with money. I assure you, if you are not sick, you will definitely Will be the healthiest of my friends."

"...if I hadn't been sick, we probably wouldn't have been friends at all, right?"

"That's not necessarily true. You Huaxia people believe in fate. In fact, I believe it too. It's probably a kind of fate."

While talking, Fan En pushed the injection into Teng Jian's body, and after the injection, he thoughtfully helped him tidy up his clothes.

"The next injection will be half a year later. Although I really want to earn more money from you, to be honest, Jian, I really hope that one day I won't have to see you in the hospital."

".Are you expecting me to die?"

"I'm looking forward to your recovery! Why do you always like to argue with me so much?"

"Okay. Not anymore. Goodbye, old friend. I'm leaving."

Teng Jian got out of the hospital bed slowly, Teng Fei who was waiting at the side helped him put on his shoes, and walked out of the consultation room slowly.

Fann, who was behind him, looked at the two of them inexplicably, and finally shook his head and began to pack his utensils.

He always felt that something was wrong with Teng Jian's state today, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

After leaving the hospital, the father and son drove silently to a cemetery where Teng Jian's lover and Teng Fei's mother were buried.

The two didn't bring flowers, but just sat quietly on the bench in front of the tombstone, watching the woman in the photo talking.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to see it when I go back this time. I don't know if this place will be abandoned in the future."

"Probably not. I have paid the fee for decades. When it is really deserted, I am afraid that both of us will be gone, and it will not be our turn to worry."

"Can't you speak better? You are young, where did you learn this kind of language?"

"Didn't I learn that from you?"

"I didn't teach you this! Go, tear off the photo."

"Father, that photo is embedded in the tombstone. How can I tear it up for you? Do I want to smash my mother's monument?"

".Then forget it, let's go, go home."

"Don't take a second look?"

"Look, your mother might have been reincarnated early, it's just a thought."

"Look, look, you have the nerve to ask who I learned to speak from?"

A rare smile appeared on Teng Jian's face. He walked slowly towards the outside of the cemetery. When he reached the gate of the cemetery, he stopped suddenly, looked back in the direction of the tombstone, and said in a low voice: :

"If you haven't reincarnated yet, follow me and go back together."

(End of this chapter)