HBWnovel Chapter 589 Two Teachers
Chapter 589 Two Teachers
Chapter 589 Two Teachers
"How much longer does he... have?" Yan Weiwei asked in a trembling voice.
Yan Feng's attending physician was a rather old man with a white beard, wearing reading glasses, who looked very experienced.
He adjusted his reading glasses with a heavy expression.
"It's hard to say. It could take several months or several years. The main problem is that the brain tumor is surrounded by a lot of blood vessels. Once it ruptures, it could happen in a few days."
Given the patient's advanced age, the surgery carried extremely high risks...
Therefore... family members are advised to prepare themselves mentally.
Yan Weiwei didn't know how she walked out of the consultation room; she only felt dazed and her steps were unsteady.
When everyone arrived at the hospital bedside, they saw Yan Feng lying quietly on the bed, wearing a ventilator and with his eyes closed.
Yan Weiwei looked at that slightly aged, wrinkled face, and fragmented memories kept flashing through her mind.
When I was little, I would ride on my father's shoulders to the market, and he would always buy me candied hawthorns with a doting look on his face.
When I was a child, I was forced to practice martial arts. The man who had just been applying medicine to me with a rattan cane looked at me with heartache.
When he got home bruised and battered from a fight with the boys, he chased them for several blocks with a stick.
She ran away from home to escape her arranged marriage and came to Suzhou. She said she wanted to break her own legs, but she just smiled and kept apologizing to break off the engagement.
He glared at me, saying he would never give me another penny, but two days later he turned around and dumped a building on me, saying he was hiring me to collect rent for him.
Even though he constantly clamors to tie himself up and go back to inherit the martial arts school, he has never actually forced himself to do anything he doesn't like...
Looking back now, it seems I've never contributed anything to this family.
Instead, she was pampered, protected, and indulged by that man...
The middle-aged man who had a son late in life and cherished him like a precious gem is now gray-haired and nearing the end of his life.
Guilt and remorse welled up inside me, blurring my vision...
"We were inspecting Lingjing Media today when my grandmaster suddenly clutched his head and said he had a headache. He then fainted after taking only a few steps."
It's all my fault, I didn't take good care of my grand-uncle..."
Fan Shigang, standing to the side, recounted the situation with a sorrowful expression.
"It's not your fault. Nobody wants something like this to happen." Meng Lang patted Fan Shigang on the shoulder and sighed.
Seeing Yan Weiwei, who is usually carefree, now with red eyes and a sad, silent expression, Meng Lang felt a pang of heartache for her.
He also considered whether he could use the anti-cancer technology he had to treat Yan Feng.
However, unlike Ning Shisan's situation, a brain tumor grows inside the brain, and Yan Feng is too old, with hardened and fragile blood vessels.
According to the doctor, there is a risk of brain tumor rupture if not handled carefully during treatment.
If a large-scale cerebral hemorrhage occurs, even if the patient survives, they will likely suffer irreversible neurological disabilities due to brain damage.
With only Ning Shisan as a successful case and no large number of cases to corroborate his skills, he really wasn't very confident.
Whether it can be cured is another matter, but whether it should be treated at all is also a question.
There is no such thing as a 100% success rate for this kind of treatment.
For example, some cancers might allow you to live for another three to five years without surgery, but if the surgery fails, you'll die on the spot. Would you choose to seek treatment?
According to the information provided in the latest episode, Yan Weiwei returned three years later with a child, claiming that Yan Feng had adopted him.
That means that if I don't interfere, Yan Feng can live for at least another 3 years.
If I were to do something unnecessary and accidentally kill someone while treating them, wouldn't that be equivalent to "finishing off" them prematurely?
Although the two had some disagreements before, if he were to deliver this final blow... wouldn't Yan Weiwei hate herself to death?
What puzzled him most was that this unexpected "life-or-death separation" came too abruptly.
Could it be that the brothers are still holding onto their old and new grudges against Yan Feng, so they deliberately omitted his information?
But do I seem like the kind of person who holds grudges...?
Especially the descriptions in "The Travels of Meng Xiaolang".
I remember that day was Yan Weiwei's birthday. To celebrate her birthday, Lin Haitang cooked a table full of delicious food and bought a lot of wine.
After getting completely drunk, Yan Weiwei left a note saying "Go home and inherit the family fortune," and then suddenly disappeared from everyone's world without any warning.
When they met again, three years had passed, and she was accompanied by a little girl who had just begun to babble...
Although there is considerable writing about Yan Weiwei's departure, it always feels like there's something left unsaid.
This subtle writing style makes one feel as if something is being deliberately hidden.
The key is the word "drunk," which almost reflexively reminded Meng Lang of Yan Feng's past "bad deeds"!
Looking at Yan Feng lying on the hospital bed.
Although I know I shouldn't suspect a poor, critically ill old man with the worst intentions, from the perspective of these timeless eyes...
This illness... has many suspicious points...
Seeing Yan Weiwei sitting blankly by the hospital bed, Lin Haitang gently comforted her. Yan Feng showed no signs of waking up, so Meng Lang quietly pulled Fan Shigang out of the ward and asked in a low voice.
"Brother Fan, I'd like to ask, after the old man fainted, were you with him the whole time?"
“Yes! I didn’t leave the hospital for a single moment, from the time I took the ambulance to the time I took my master into the emergency room.” Fan Shigang nodded.
"Hmm... so you weren't present for the subsequent examinations?"
"Yes, the nurse stopped me outside."
"That's it..."
"What's wrong?" Seeing Meng Lang looking thoughtful, Fan Shigang thought he had done something wrong.
"Oh, it's nothing. I was just thinking that it's lunchtime, and they must be hungry. Why don't you go out and buy them something to eat, Brother Fan?"
"Oh! No problem! I'll go right away!"
Watching Fan Shigang's departing figure, Meng Lang pondered for a moment before heading towards the previous consultation room.
Before they even entered, they could hear faint voices coming from inside.
"Xiaofang, go over to the patient in bed 18 of the special care ward in a bit and give him two bottles of glucose. Oh, and remember to tear off the label!"
"Okay, Dr. Zhao."
rash:"……"
Leaning against the wall, he waited until the nurse inside left before turning around and entering the consultation room...
Dr. Zhao, who was looking down at patient records behind his desk, heard someone come in through the door and habitually looked up.
"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with...? Wait, weren't you just...?"
He had just raised his hand to point at the other person when Meng Lang stepped forward, warmly grasped his hand, and shook it vigorously.
"That's right, I am a relative of Mr. Yan. Thank you for your cooperation, Dr. Zhao! Things wouldn't have gone so smoothly without you!"
Before the somewhat bewildered Dr. Liu could react, a square, hard card was stuffed into the pocket of his white coat by the young man in front of him.
"This is what the old man instructed me to give you. It's just a small token of my appreciation!"
"Oh no, what are you doing? No, no!"
He had seen this scene far too many times. Dr. Zhao reflexively reached into his pocket to take out the "bank card" and return it to the other party, but his hand was grabbed and held down by the other party.
"Yes! The old man said that we owe a lot to Dr. Zhao for his help, and it's all in the best we can do! He just hopes that Dr. Zhao will keep this a secret!"
"Oh, you... it's just a small favor the dean asked me to do, really no need..."
Don't worry, I won't say a word about this. You should take the things back immediately!
Dr. Zhao reached into his pocket again, but was stopped once more.
"Yes, yes! Actually, the old man is worried that Miss Weiwei might come back to you..."
"Oh dear, I'm retiring next week, where will she find me!"
rash:"……"
Alright! The case is finally solved!
really……
Yan Feng, you old geezer, if your secret plan doesn't work, you'll resort to the self-inflicted injury ruse, huh?
"Hurry up and put the thing back, this is really bad influence..." While Dr. Zhao was still refusing, she took out the "bank card" that had been stuffed into her pocket and tried to put it back into Meng Lang's hand...
This time, they managed to get the item out smoothly.
But suddenly I felt something was off about the feel of it, so I looked closer at my hand...
Uh... that's strange, this "bank card" looks a bit like a bus pass.
Is my presbyopia getting worse again?
Or is it some kind of joint-venture shopping card?
Before he could take another look, Meng Lang had already taken his bus card and hidden it in his hand, and then squeezed his hand tightly.
"Alright, alright, I didn't expect Dr. Zhao to be so noble and virtuous. I was being presumptuous. Farewell!"
"Hey! You..."
Dr. Zhao stared blankly at the young man who turned and left without saying a word.
No, you're giving up already?
Do you understand the saying "things shouldn't happen more than three times"?
Can you please hold on a little longer? At least wait until I decline your request a third time before you leave?
Why don't young people follow the rules?
……
Meanwhile, in the intensive care unit.
No sooner had Meng Lang and his companion left than Yan Feng's fingers twitched in the ward.
"Hmm~"
Yan Weiwei quickly got up.
"Dad, you're awake?"
"Hmm... Weiwei? Where am I?" Yan Feng opened his eyes, looking around at his surroundings with a blank expression.
"You just fainted and are in the hospital now."
"Passed out?"
Faced with Yan Feng's questioning gaze, Yan Weiwei really didn't know how to start the conversation, so she could only turn her head away and stammer.
"Um... well... it's not a big problem. The doctor said it's probably because I've been traveling a lot lately..."
However, Yan Feng glanced at Yan Weiwei for a few seconds and then chuckled softly.
"Hehe! You're still so bad at lying. Is my problem... very serious?"
"How could this be...you..."
"You haven't called me Dad in a long time, have you?" Yan Feng suddenly said with a smile, then just looked at her quietly.
Yan Weiwei: "..."
"So, what disease do I have?"
After a moment of silence, Yan Weiwei finally couldn't hold back her emotions any longer and sobbed as she leaned over Yan Feng's bedside, "It's...it's brain cancer..."
"Oh~"
Surprisingly, Yan Feng seemed to accept the bad news calmly, and then smiled and patted Yan Weiwei's head.
"Silly girl, don't be sad. Birth, aging, sickness and death are all part of life."
Besides, I've lived to this age, and I don't have many years left anyway, but..." Yan Feng paused, as if he had thought of something, and sighed.
"There will be some regrets, though..."
Yan Weiwei: "..."
Yan Feng then looked at Lin Haitang behind Yan Weiwei and smiled.
"Haitang is here too. I'm sorry to have worried you."
"No, Uncle Yan, please don't say that. We'll take care of things outside. You can just stay here and focus on getting better."
"Hmm... Weiwei is lucky to have friends like you and Xiaomeng."
I'm very relieved that you'll be taking care of her for me from now on.
He gently stroked Yan Weiwei's hair.
"This girl may seem carefree on the surface, but she's actually very sensitive and sentimental. You're the person she trusts and is closest to the most."
Begonia, promise me, if anything happens to me...
Please take good care of her and make sure she doesn't get hurt, okay?
Lin Haitang nodded, her eyes slightly red.
"Uncle Yan, don't worry, we will definitely take good care of Weiwei and won't let her suffer any grievances."
Yan Feng smiled and nodded, then looked at Yan Weiwei.
"Weiwei, I know your personality. I've thought about this a lot lately. You can't force a relationship to work."
From now on, I won't force you anymore. Do what you like, as long as you're happy...
Sigh! What can I do? You're my only precious daughter..."
Hearing Yan Feng's words, which were still full of affection, Yan Weiwei, whose eyes were brimming with tears, could no longer suppress her emotions and burst into tears, lying on Yan Feng's hospital bed...
"Dad! Waaaaah..."
The scene was exceptionally moving.
But... if Meng Lang were here now, he would definitely be dumbfounded and give a thumbs up.
The secret passage was absolutely brilliant!
Yan Feng, the movie star, delivered this line with such skill that it was three parts unspoken and seven parts left to the viewer's imagination.
He didn't mention inheriting the family business at all, but his words were full of disappointment and regret, as if he was just missing the last word in Yan Weiwei's heart...
I failed to carry forward the legacy left by my ancestors, and I feel ashamed before them when I pass away...
Knowing that Yan Weiwei has a sharp tongue but a soft heart, he finally used a feigned retreat to advance, playing the emotional card of father-daughter affection. The more moved Yan Weiwei was at this moment, the more guilty she would feel towards Yan Feng in the future!
We must try every means to make up for the old man's regret.
The few words spoken about Lin Haitang are even more brilliant, much like Liu Da'er's entrustment of his son to Liu Da'er.
Is that entrusting your child to someone else? It's forcing you to take a stand!
Everyone wants to sit on the emperor's throne, but I entrusted my son to you in front of everyone on my deathbed. You are the one I trust the most. How dare you take A Dou's throne?
Vivi trusts you the most, how dare you try to steal her man?
He had correctly predicted that Lin Haitang was a person of great loyalty and righteousness, as the saying goes, "a gentleman can be deceived by his principles."
Once you make a commitment, your moral compass will compel you to do it.
So... when Meng Lang returned, this was the scene he saw.
Yan Weiwei cried her eyes out, and even Lin Haitang had red eyes and a face full of emotion.
Holy crap! How long have I been walking?
Yan Feng, you scoundrel, you're something else!
The Oscars owe you a golden statuette!
Judging from this scene, it's obvious without even asking that the person has been completely fooled...
That's why they say you only have two teachers in life: time and liars.
Luckily, I had a cheat code, and the two teachers started fighting.
The last minute helped me catch the scammer!
(End of this chapter)