and share this life with affection

Bian Zhi's hand slowly placed on the armrest of the seat and secretly exerted force.

Everyone saw that Bian Zhi was about to speak.

Someone who didn't know how to see at the door knocked on the door again and shouted: "Little junior sister! The teacher wants to see you!"

Except for the fleeting meeting in the ward during the day, this was Bian Zhi's first meeting with the teacher after many years.

The ward was crowded and crowded, and most of them had been cleared out. Only Bian Zhi and a few students who had been with Mr. Li for many years were left.

Mr. Li was wearing a ventilator, and the flesh on both sides of his cheeks was stretched tightly, with two deep marks left in the depression.

The old man is very accomplished in psychology, but now he is lying in the hospital bed because of heart problems. People in the outside world sigh: Fortune plays a trick on people.

Seeing Bian Zhi enter the door, Mr. Li raised his hand and motioned to the people next to him to give her the first chair next to his bed.

It was difficult for him to laugh, but he still laughed. The water vapor covered the oxygen mask with a thin layer of mist. The teacher had to rely on infusion of nutrient solution to maintain his life for a long time. Now he doesn't have much strength anymore, and his vital signs have been declining. .

He can read all indicators and understand the professional terminology spoken by doctors.

He knew his situation, but when he saw his little beloved disciple whom he hadn't seen for many years, he couldn't help but smile.

She pulled the oxygen mask with great effort, but had no energy to do more. She spoke in a gentle and loving voice, "Little girl, here we come."

This little girl made Bian Zhi almost cry on the spot. She tried hard to control her emotions, her eyes were red and she nodded, "Here we come."

Mr. Li smiled and sighed, "I didn't expect it. We haven't seen each other for many years, but this is the last time. Girl, don't cry, and don't be afraid. Life, old age, illness and death don't matter."

Bian Zhi couldn't speak. He only had red eyes, nodded obediently as before, and said with a moist tone: "Yes."

What Mr. Li likes the most is that this girl is full of talents, well-behaved and sensible, doesn't know how to say nice things, and is down-to-earth in every step she takes.

I liked him many years ago, and I still like this kid now.

"You always thought that you were the one who found me, so I asked you to be my disciple, but you don't know..." The teacher took a breath, smiled and said slowly: "Before you found me, I I have told the school leaders that either I don’t bring a girl, or if I do, I will only bring you. I still remember the way you came to me with your resume and recommended yourself that year. You were very confident, and the rays of the sun were like the sun. What I looked like when I was young."

Bian Zhi sniffed and looked at the teacher and smiled softly, as if they had never had a fierce argument. She was still the student who went to the teacher's house for dinner as soon as school was over. "Then you must be very disappointed in me."

Mr. Li said softly: "Are you disappointed?"

"Yes at first."

"I'm very disappointed. I was ready to pass on the mantle to you, but you want to leave. I'm so angry, how can I do it?"

"I feel like I have to give you a hard tug, otherwise you'll destroy yourself."

"But now it seems," Mr. Li put his loving eyes on Bian Zhi's face, "Your choice is also very good. I know that your traditional Chinese medicine has saved many people, and your combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine has saved many, many more people." Poor patient, girl,'

Mr. Li raised his hand, and Bian Zhi went over to catch it and hold it in his hand.

Mr. Li's voice was slower than before, and he said softly: "Forgive the teacher for being stubborn back then, you have always been the teacher's best student." '

Bian Zhi's tears finally fell.

During the conflict back then, both of them were stubborn and said many cruel words. Now, many years have passed, and they actually remember them.

How could I not remember?

He is a mentor like a father.

But at this moment, those cruel words were shattered by the current affirmation. She was still the most beloved girl in the teacher's heart.

When she was young and lacked love, growing weakly like an orphan seedling, someone gave her care and love that was better than that of a biological child.

"Teacher, you will be fine."

Mr. Li smiled, but shook his head. He seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength. He grasped Bian Zhi's hand with his withered hand, and said every word seriously, "Girl, I know my situation myself. You do the surgery."

The ward was quiet.

"Do you know why I asked you to do it?" Mr. Li struggled to say a word and took a breath.

Bian Zhi pursed her lips.

Mr. Li's eyes suddenly became languid, "Child, this is the only way for you to reach the peak of success. You have to see clearly what the heart state of a dying person is and what the various physical indicators are like. , in the future, I will have a better understanding of your medical judgment, and because I am your teacher, you will do your best, and because I am your teacher, you will probably be sad if I leave. It will take a while, but as long as you go through this battle, you will be successful."

"In the future, no matter how hard you go through again, as long as you think of the courage you faced today, you will have nothing to fear."

"Little girl, don't refuse. This is the teacher's...last gift for you."

It's cruel.

It is also infused with love.

Bian Zhi burst into tears. Her temper never broke down, but this time, she was going crazy!

She lay on the bedside and finally cried sadly.

Mr. Li raised his hand and gently touched the back of Bian Zhi's head, "Silly boy, don't be afraid."

After saying this, Mr. Li was put on an oxygen mask by the doctor.

The doctor looked at the thin girl and couldn't bear it. It was too cruel, but what Mr. Li said made sense. After this battle, the child would become a child.

"Miss Bian, you have to prepare as soon as possible. Mr. Li's current situation is really difficult. He has been rescued several times. Mr. Li has a strong will to survive. He must have been waiting for you to come."

Wait for the most beloved little apprentice to come and give her the most important moment in her life.

The life and death of loved ones.

Bian Zhi sniffed and wiped her tears in silence.

She ran out of time.

She had no time to be weak.

She took all the reports about the teacher from the doctor.

The Xinhua dictionary was as big as a stack, but Bian Zhi only had one hour to read it, which also included preparation time for surgery.

She gradually became more relaxed in the arrangement, and she began to calculate the shortest time her eyes could last in the operating room. She needed a second assistant who could take over her at any time.

She needs someone who knows how to prepare traditional Chinese medicine to give her medicine other than maintaining vital signs.

She needs all the various data reports on the teacher's heart, down to the last detail, and she wants to check them all carefully.

Her time is really tight.

Because of the nervousness and the surge of adrenaline, she looked very excited.

She arranged and directed in a leisurely manner. After all arrangements were completed, she sat in the office and read all the reports about the teachers.

The person who reported the report knocked on the door one by one and came in.

"Junior sister, all imaging reports have been sent to you."

"Junior sister, the operating room has been arranged."

"Little junior sister, you have already drank the teacher's Chinese medicine decoction."

"Junior sister, the most famous anesthesiologist in the country is already waiting outside."

"..."

They are all people who can speak well in the medical field, and all the equipment is just a matter of words.

Everyone's originally restless hearts dropped a little bit when they saw Bian Zhi looking down at the medical records.

She just has such a reassuring charm.

Only Zhou Suihuai stood beside Bian Zhi, frowning, seeing the pressure pressing hard on Bian Zhi's shoulders, feeling distressed and unable to breathe.