Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

070

　　"Don't worry, Dad, I will take my sister to the godmother's place and be fine~"

　　"So cute~"

　　Then, the car drove to the scope of Guozijian, and far away, he saw Gao Yuanyuan, wrapped in a thick cotton coat, standing by the roadside waiting for him.

　　After stopping the car, Wu Mingyue directly helped Xiao Nuomi to untie the child seat belt, while Gao Yuanyuan also opened the car door.

　　While carrying Wu Mingyue out, she asked:

　　"Whose business?"

　　"Mr. Kim..."

　　Wu Shaobai's words are concise and to the point.

　　Li Yunjie called just now. Mr. Jin was not feeling well tonight. He and Dayan didn't dare to delay, so they called 120.After the hospital came, he took his blood pressure in the car and went straight to the ICU.

　　Wu Shaobai hurried to the hospital with the medicine box, but before that, he had to take care of the child properly.

　　After hearing this, Gao Yuanyuan nodded and didn't speak, and after carrying Xiao Nuomi out again, Wu Shaobai ran out without saying a word as soon as the car door was closed.

　　Watching the car leave, Xiao Nuomi didn't quite understand this, so she asked her sister:

　　"Sister, when is godfather coming back?"

　 　"I don't know, but Dad is doing great things, we can't disturb you~"

　　Saying that, she took Xiao Nuomi's hand and looked up at Gao Yuanyuan:

　　"Right? Goddamn."

　　Gao Yuanyuan smiled and nodded:

　　"Well... Godmother, will you take the two of you to have some dim sum?"

　　"it is good!!!"

　　The little glutinous rice immediately cheered when she heard that she had something to eat.

　　……

　　When Wu Shaobai arrived at the hospital, he immediately saw Yan Hexiang waiting alone in the waiting area at the entrance of the ICU.

　　"Da Yan."

　　He shouted.

　　"Master."

　　Yan Hexiang hurried over.

　　Since Jin Wensheng was paralyzed, several apprentices of the Yunzi Branch have been taking care of him.And although Wu Shaobai often goes to see, but the old man is a medicine stone and cannot be cured.

　　To put it bluntly, that's it.

　　To live an extra day is all earned by the old man.

　　Otherwise, a brain stem hemorrhage is almost a mortal outcome.

　　But it's been 8 years since the old man has been able to support himself with that body.

　　Since Dayan began to talk about storytelling, he has often asked Mr. Jin to study scriptures.

　　The old man also liked him very much. He felt that he was down-to-earth and taught him all of his skills, which made Dayan make rapid progress in recent years.

　　At this moment, looking at the panicked expression on his face, Wu Shaobai patted him on the shoulder:

　　"Don't worry, there is me. Where is Li Yunjie?"

　　"Go downstairs to pick up Master and Uncle Jing."

　　"okay, I get it."

　　He walked directly to the staff locker room on the side of the ICU.

　　After knocking on the door, because we had already greeted him, the nurse who came to answer immediately opened the door and nodded politely after seeing him:

　　"Doctor Wu."

　　"Well, please excuse me."

　　"Should be."

　　……

　　In 8 years, the old man sitting in front of the scene was turned into a skeleton that seemed to be only covered with a layer of skin.

　　The face was stepped down, and the muscles in the legs were atrophied to the extent that even the arms of adults could not catch up.

　　Lying in the emergency room of the ICU, every rib clinging to the flesh, the whole person was filled with heavy anger at first glance.

　　As if time was running out.

　　In Wu Shaobai's view, this is indeed the case.

　　At this moment, the old man's chest was full of silver needles.

　　Wu Shaobai observes with the method of blowing stars.

　　This is a little trick used by the Wu family to judge a person's vitality.

　　Through the feedback of the needle points of various acupoints in the body, we can judge which kind of state a person's body is in.

　　One Angong Niuhuang Pill has been taken, and the hospital's rescue has ended.

　　Currently under observation.

　　And in Wu Shaobai's view...

　　Mr. Jin is really exhausted.

　　It was the old man's life that could be saved this time.

　　but……

　　Time is really a cruel thing.

　　What should be gone, whether it is a person or a thing, will be dissipated in the wind with time.

　　Wu Shaobai just sat quietly in the emergency room, looking at the sleeping old man with sadness in his eyes.

　　In his judgment, at most... the old man has only half a year to live.

　　That's more to say.

　　He was in a trance.

　　In a trance, suddenly for some reason, I remembered the first time I took the stage.

　　At that time... Mr. Li, Mr. Xie, Mr. Fan, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Xing... Countless old seniors were in the backstage, lively and lively, everyone gathered together to smoke, drink tea, Mr. Xing's knee was uncomfortable, and he returned it to himself. Acupuncture is coming...

　　But now these gentlemen... only Mr. Li and Mr. Xing are left.

　　And the bones of the two gentlemen are not good either.

　　It's been... about three or four months without seeing the old people.

　　And looking at Mr. Kim...

　　Back then, Mr. Jin came from Tianjin and sat in the Deyun Library, laughing and cursing, commenting on the past and the present.

　　He was fascinated by that episode of "Qinghong Gang".

　　But looking at this comatose old man lying on the hospital bed now...

　　"Ugh……"

　　A long sigh.

　　Seeing that it was almost time, he silently got up, walked over to the husband and started to pull the needle.

　　His gaze swept across the old man's dry chest.

　　He felt a little sore in his nose.

　　So... how many years have passed?

　　"call……"

　　He took a deep breath, put away the acupuncture bag, nodded to the little nurse outside the glass, and walked out first. .

Chapter 1652

　　"Master, how are you!?"

　　Across a layer of glass, a group of people from Deyun Club huddled in a room originally used for family members outside the ICU to sign an anesthetic agreement. Looking at Wu Shaobai inside the glass, Guo Degang asked in a deep voice.

　　Wu Shaobai didn't take off his mask, just approached the microphone next to the glass window and said:

　　"The situation has calmed down."

　　"call……"

　　Including Yu Xuan, everyone's expressions were relieved.

　　But Wu Shaobai shook his head:

　　"Don't be too happy. Uncle...Uncle Jing...Mr. Gao, I'll tell the truth."

　　Looking at Mr. Jin's three apprentices, his tone was heavy:

　　"Mr. Jin's body...has almost come to an end. In my opinion, at most half a year, at most half a year is almost the same... Let me tell you three, and also inform Uncle Jin to prepare as soon as possible, so as not to be in a hurry at the end. Then you can ask Mr. Jin's opinion, and then wait for Mr. Jin to wake up and ask for his opinion, see if you need to - go back to Tianjin..."

　　"..."

　　In an instant, everyone fell silent.

　　Yu Xuan looked at his apprentice and asked in a deep voice:

　　"At most half a year?"

　　"...Hmm. At most."