At the beginning, you fooled the school flower, and ended up with two babies?

Chapter 412 Old Dai's Family Heirloom
After returning to the rest cabin and sorting things out, before he could lie down, Gu Yu heard a knock on the door.

"You are close to the door, you go and you go, I will lie down for a while."

Lin Xinyue, who was already paralyzed on the bed, kicked Gu Yu.

Gu Yu had no choice but to stand up and open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a faint scent of perfume, and the person in front of him was Wu Shaohan who was dressed up "pretty well".

"Hey, you're back? Are you having a good time in Xiangjiang? This is your couple's "Letter of Assistance to Luo Xinya Refugee Camp"."

With a bright smile on Wu Shaohan's face, he handed the two knowledge books to Gu Yu.

Gu Yu took it and glanced at it roughly. The basic content is that this assistance is a little dangerous, and the team members participating in the assistance need to be aware of it.

Just take a form and fill in a name.

After all, who doesn't know the danger to join the medical aid team?
"If you are sure to go, sign your name in the lower right corner. If you change your mind, just tear it up."

Wu Shaohan took out another ordinary ink pen and handed it to Gu Yu.

Since Gu Yu decided to go, it was obviously impossible to change his mind.

He took the pen and signed his and Lin Xinyue's names quickly, then returned the notice to him.

Wu Shaohan looked at the name signed by Gu Yu with a smile in his eyes: "The handwriting is not bad, it is more neat than that of all the doctors I know."

Gu Yu's handwriting has quite the neat style of a man of science and engineering. Compared with the doctors he knows who can use a curved line to replace their names, it's really good.

"Then I'll submit it." He turned around and was about to hand in the form, but suddenly he seemed to have thought of something, turned his head and said to Gu Yu: "By the way, the dean came to see you in the afternoon, But you're not here."

Wu Shaohan's eyes sparkled with curiosity, he still hasn't figured out Gu Yu's identity.

But it must be very unusual for an academician to come here in person.

"Okay, I see." Gu Yu nodded, but felt a little guilty in his heart.

This academician seems to care a little too much about himself, doesn't he?

Although the other party's status is very noble, any medical student might have posted it to ask for advice, but Gu Yu is different, doctor is only his side job, and he has no intention of devoting himself to this line of work.

If he has too much connection with Academician Hou Yun, he is afraid that he will cause a lot of trouble.

After all, a big tree invites the wind, Hou Yun is a big tree that is not afraid of the wind, but Gu Yu is still a small sapling!
Just when Gu Yu was thinking about how he should explain next time Hou Yun came to him again, the door opposite him suddenly opened a crack.

Old Dai poked his head out furtively, and then waved at Gu Yu: "Xiao Yu, come here, I have something good to show you."

That way, he looked like a wretched and strange man who kidnapped and trafficked ignorant young men.

Gu Yu raised his brows: "What a good thing, it can't be your treasured...swimsuit magazine, right?"

Dai Zhengguo was taken aback, his old face slowly turned red, he looked at the aisle around him, and then gave Gu Yu a squinting look: "What are you talking about? Can I show you that kind of thing? I am a person, this life It is irreconcilable with gambling and drugs!"

"What does this have to do with Huang?" Gu Yu ruthlessly picked out what was missing from his words.

Dai Zhengguo: "...cough cough, what nonsense you are talking about, it's a good thing anyway, definitely not what you think."

Gu Yu shrugged: "Then I want to take a look."

With the door ajar, Gu Yu got into Dai Zhengguo's rest cabin.

After entering the door, the light was a little dim, and I saw a pile of paper and pens randomly placed on the small coffee table in the middle of the living room, and a simple book made of A4 paper folded in half with a steel clip.

There are six black characters handwritten on the cover, because the light is too dark to see clearly.

There was also a ball of paper on the ground, and Gu Yu was a little helpless.

But he also saw another side of Dai Zhengguo, a learned old man who devoted himself to compiling books.

"Old Dai, you have to turn on the light in your living room. Although you don't have presbyopia, what if you get presbyopia?"

Gu Yu casually helped Old Dai turn on the lighting in the living room.

Old Dai said with a smile: "Forget it, I was too obsessed with compiling the book just now."

"Hey, what good things do you want to show me?" Gu Yu leaned closer to Lao Dai, raised his eyebrows slightly, and made a very curious expression.

In fact, his eyes were wandering over the simple book on the coffee table.

"Day's Surgery Miscellaneous"

The six traditional Chinese characters should be written with a small brush, each of which is full and scratched, and the pages of the book are not all A4 paper, and there are some machine-made book papers that seem to be yellowed due to age.

He had almost guessed what Lao Dai was going to show him, but he still asked according to Lao Dai's mood.

Sure enough, upon hearing his inquiry, Lao Dai immediately showed a mysterious expression.

"I said it was a good thing, so it must be a good thing!" Dai Zhengguo grinned.

He walked to the coffee table, carefully picked up the book he edited, flattened the corner of the book with his right hand, and then showed it to Gu Yu: "The treasure I want to show you is this book."

"Miscellaneous Essays on Dai's Surgery, Lao Dai, you wrote this yourself, right? Awesome!"

Although his heart was like a bright mirror, Gu Yu still praised Dai Zhengguo.

Sure enough, Dai Zhengguo showed a proud expression on his face, gently flipping the mottled pages of the book with his palm: "They are all named Dai, so it must be written by me! But it can't be completely said that I wrote it. I have been compiling this book since I was born, but now, I feel that I can add more or less."

"A book written by two generations..."

Gu Yu's expression became serious, and he finally understood why the cover of the book was written in traditional characters with a brush, and the colors of the pages were also yellow and white.

This is a book spanning centuries and two generations!

"Old Dai, is this your family heirloom!?"

Gu Yu sighed a little. This kind of handwritten book is an old book edited and edited by two generations of Lao Dai and his son. The value is simply inestimable.

"Yes, it's my family heirloom!" Old Dai nodded, and casually opened the title page. On it was his father's name—the author Dai Weimin, and in the lower right corner was Old Dai's own name, Dai Zhengguo.

One for the people, one for the country...

Gu Yu didn't know how to express his inner feelings.

Although he didn't know what kind of person Lao Dai's father was, through Lao Dai, he could also know that Lao Dai's father must also be an excellent doctor.

This kind of excellence does not only refer to ability, but also to personality.

At that time, there were few Western doctors, fewer surgeons, and people were more inclined to conservative treatment methods.

Those who were able to persist in the path of surgery at that time were all those who had rejuvenated their hands.

"It's a family heirloom..." For some reason, Lao Dai repeated what he said just now, and Gu Yu could hear the strong reluctance.

"But now I want to pass this book on to you."

Before Gu Yu could react, his voice suddenly changed.

"What!!?" Gu Yu was stunned.

(End of this chapter)