The big doctor is black and white

Chapter 272 [Farewell] There is no Jiangbeiyuan in Ningcheng (8)

"it is good."

This time, Jiang San'er looked at Jiangbeiyuan instead.

Jiang San'er thought of the last time the father and son went hiking, Jiang Beiyuan was also asleep in the tent at night, Jiang San'er said Dad, go to sleep, and I will call you when the sun rises.

The past is vivid.

Jiang San'er looked away, hugged her arms tightly, and soon fell asleep.

……

Soon, to England.

Jiang Beiyuan studied at Oxford University before, and he and Jiang San'er went to the best central hospital in Oxford, where there are more than 20 professional leukemia doctors, all of whom are at the same level.

There were several doctors who were Jiangbeiyuan's alumni back then, and some were Jiangbeiyuan's seniors and professors back then. Jiangbeiyuan greeted everyone with a youthful smile on his meaningful eyebrows.

"This is my son, Jiang Jingming." Jiang Beiyuan put his hand on Jiang Jingming's shoulder.

"Yuan, your son looks a lot like you!" A blond foreigner said in surprise.

Jiang Beiyuan raised his eyebrows and asked him back: "My son, if he doesn't look like me, can he look like other men?"

Hearing this, everyone laughed.

It turns out that Jiangbeiyuan's character can also be teased. He used to be very cold and unapproachable, and he was known as a "refrigerator", but now there are more smiles in the corners of his eyes. It turns out that everyone has graduated from college for many, many years.

Jiang Beiyuan briefly introduced Jiang Jingming's physical condition to the doctors.

Before coming to England, the doctors had already studied Jiang Jingming's medical records.

He swore to Jiang Beiyuan that the chance of the operation being successful was 95%.

"Give me another 2%! Otherwise, I won't worry." Jiangbeiyuan said vigorously.

"Yuan, 95% is already very high! This is myeloid leukemia."

"I know! But my son is still so young, 27 years old, he has to live well."

Hearing this, Jiang Jingming couldn't help but look at Jiangbeiyuan more.

I have mixed feelings in my heart.

Several doctors discussed for half an hour and decided to prepare another operation plan to ensure the safety of the bone marrow transplantation process!
Before the operation, both Jiang Beiyuan and Jiang Jingming changed into sick clothes and sat in the corridor.

"San'er, you promise me one thing."

"Dad, you can say what you want." Jiang Jingming was puzzled.

"Live well, definitely live well." Jiang Beiyuan grabbed Jiang San'er's hand.

"Dad, I—"

"I beg you, please, live well, please."

Jiang Jingming was stunned.

What did Jiangbeiyuan just say? !

He begged him? !

"Promise me, okay? Jiang Jingming."

Jiang Beiyuan didn't often call Jiang Jingming by his name, only when he was very serious.

Jiang Jingming suddenly felt out of breath, wet his eyes and nodded, saying yes.

"Want a fist bump?"

"...Okay." San'er smiled through tears.

The fists of the father and son met in mid-air.

"Stupid." Jiang Beiyuan rubbed Jiang Jingming's limp hair, "I haven't seen you smile for a long time."

"I'll show my dad more smiles in the future."

"Well, you're still so young, don't be afraid that you'll get wrinkles if you smile." Jiang Beiyuan looked at Jiang Jingming's deep-lined cheeks, as if looking at his young self, the vigorous and heroic self.

Teenagers should be youthful.

The world is always reserved for young people.

"Dad, I actually want to tell you the truth."

Jiang Jingming's words brought back Jiangbeiyuan's thoughts, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you want to say?"

"Everything you make is delicious, but making tofu is terrible." Jiang Jingming laughed himself as he spoke.

Jiangbeiyuan also smiled.

(End of this chapter)