At Luoshanji International Airport in the United States, Dr.
Wilson was waiting to board the plane.
He actually did not want to go to Tianjing, especially when the smog was so severe, it was not a good idea to go to Tianjing.
But there is nothing I can do.
Who makes me owe others a big favor?
If I don't go, I will seem to be a bit presumptuous.
The plane landed at the Capital International Airport at noon the next day.
The person who came to pick him up was a middle-aged man, who was said to be the president of a well-known local company in Tianjing.
There is no haze that makes people invisible, and the blue sky and white clouds in the sky can be seen very clearly.
Damn the American N TV station actually said that the other party cannot be seen within five meters of Tianjing.
This is pure nonsense.
Walking in the passenger aisle, Wilson finally saw a sign with Wilson's English name written on it.
What Wilson didn't expect was that the person who came to pick her up was actually a Chinese beauty, and she was a pure oriental beauty.
This made Wilson's I feel much happier.
The place where Wilson stayed was Ji Lianhai's hotel, which was of course the most luxurious presidential suite.
Wilson was very satisfied with this arrangement.
Early the next morning, Wilson was taken to the Third People's Hospital by car.
Before he entered the door, he saw his students from Tianchao greeting him.
"Teacher, you are finally here."
Wilson is very satisfied with his student.
Like most Chinese people, as long as they study abroad, they are the type of tireless academics, and this student is the best among academics.
"Yifan, I haven't seen your academic report for a long time.
Have you learned to be lazy after returning to China?"
When his tutor said this, Yu Yifan felt a little embarrassed and explained: "The hospital is so busy that I don't even have time to write academic reports."
"You have to find time to write more academic reports so that you can make progress."
Wilson remembered that there were others beside him and asked Zhou Shuwei: "Where is the patient?"
"Mr.
Wilson, please follow me."
Zhou Shuwei led Wilson to Hu Yongxue's single ward.
Ye Bufan was wandering around the ward restlessly.
In the past few days, Zhang Yan followed him step by step, making him feel like he was being watched.
The sudden arrival of the foreigner made Ye Bufan even more uneasy.
He looked at the foreigner defensively.
Zhou Shuwei was afraid that Ye Bufan would suddenly get angry and irritate Dr.
Wilson, so he quickly pulled Ye Bufan aside and whispered: "Master Ye, this is Dr.
Wilson, an authority in neurological medicine in the United States.
He is here to help Xiaoxue's treatment."
Seeing his mentor coming to this ward, Yu Yifan had already guessed that the identities of the people in this ward were not simple, but judging from their clothes, there were no traces of children from that aristocratic family, which made Yu Yifan feel a little bit confused.
Can't understand.
Dr.
Wilson looked through Hu Yongxue's previous records, and then tried to let Hu Yongxue come down and walk around by himself.
After the examination was almost complete, he led a few people to Yu Yifan's office.
"There is no need for surgery.
As long as you take the medicine normally, you should be able to return to normal."
After Wilson explained other details to Yu Yifan, he turned to Zhou Shuwei and asked: "Who is the other patient you are talking about?"
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Zhou Shuwei quickly pulled Ye Bufan to his side and said, "Dr.
Wilson, that's him."
"Are you kidding?
He looks more normal than me."
"I'm not kidding.
This friend of mine lost part of his memory because he was hit on the head.
I want you to help him restore this part of his memory."
Wilson checked Ye Bufan's head injury, and then asked Yu Yifan to take Ye Bufan for a head scan.
Looking at the films brought after the scan, Wilson opened his mouth wide and said with some disbelief: "It's a miracle that this person is alive."
Seeing Yu Yifan give the same expression, Zhou Shuwei knew that Ye Bufan's head injury was not a trivial matter, so he asked Wilson: "I wonder if Dr.
Wilson can cure my friend's injury?"
"No, no, no."
Wilson shook his head like a rattle and said, "If he undergoes surgery, he will only die."
Zhou Shuwei's heart trembled.
As an authority in neuromedicine, saying such a sentence would undoubtedly sentence Ye Bufan to death.
"However, I'm curious why he didn't have any abnormal reaction when there was such a big bruise in his head."
Next, Wilson asked Ye Bufan some questions, such as whether his head hurt when it was windy or rainy, and what kind of medicine he usually took.
However, Ye Bufan's answer made him shake his head, feeling that the guy in front of him was getting close to him.
A monster.
"Yifan, I want to stay in your hospital for a few more days.
I want to study why this monster is still alive in this world."
Wilson's words made Yu Yifan extremely happy.
You must know that Wilson is an absolute authority in the field of neuromedicine.
If he is used as a gimmick, it will definitely bring the hospital to a higher level.
"Okay teacher, I'll report it to the hospital right now."
Yu Yifan hurried to the dean's office, while Ye Bufan, who had been standing still, asked: "If nothing is wrong, I want to go to the ward.
Xiaoxue is alone there, so I am a little worried."
Regardless of whether Wilson was still looking through his scan records, Ye Bufan had already taken care of himself and walked out of the office, which made Zhou Shuwei feel embarrassed.
In the following days, Wilson asked Ye Bufan to do a scan every day to detect the congestion in his brain.
However, Wilson was amazed every time a scan was performed because the congestion on Ye Bufan's head was slowly getting smaller.
Of course Wilson would not know why the congestion on Ye Bufan's head became smaller, but Ye Bufan himself knew it.
Before, Ye Bufan didn't know that there was such a blood clot in his head.
Now that he knew it, of course he had to find a way to solve it himself.
After trying several times to use Hunyuan Zhenqi to attack the blood clot, Ye Bufan felt that the effect was still obvious.
When Hu Tie returned to the hospital again, he did not find Hu Yongxue and Ye Bufan in the ward.
After learning from the patients that the two had moved to the single ward, Hu Tie went there anxiously.
Unexpectedly, he was greeted by the man standing at the door.
Zhang Yan was stopped.
Ye Bufan heard the quarrel between the two and ran out quickly.
When he saw it was Hu Tie, he asked Zhang Yan to let him in.
When Hu Tie saw Hu Yongxue lying on the hospital bed, he was a little excited and couldn't help but burst into tears.
Taking out a stack of money from his pocket, Hu Tie handed it to Ye Bufan and said: "Xiaoshan, you can take this money to treat Xiaoxue first.
I have to go out for a few days.
After a while, I will come back to northern Shaanxi to see you." ” Ye Bufan estimated that the stack of money that Hu Tie suddenly took out was more than 100,000.
He asked Hu Tie with concern: "Dad Hu, where did you get this money?"
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"Don't ask, it's more important to see a doctor for Xiaoxue first."
Hu Tie glanced at Hu Yongxue, turned around and left the ward.
By the time Ye Bufan chased him out, Hu Tie had already disappeared.
With the money given by Hu Tie, Ye Bufan felt a little uneasy.
He couldn't explain the specific problem.
On the third day after Hu Tie left, a piece of news on Tianjing TV let Ye Bufan know where his uneasiness came from.
A very familiar face on the TV told Ye Bufan that Hu Tie was blocked and robbed in front of the bank.
The Public Security Bureau caught him, but the cash he stole was nowhere to be found.
Thinking that the money in his hand might be stolen money, Ye Bufan couldn't sit still.
He asked the nurse specially invited by Zhou Shuwei to take good care of Hu Yongxue and walked out of the ward.
When Zhang Yan saw that Ye Bufan was leaving, he quickly asked: "Master Ye, where are you going?"
"public security bureau."
"I'll take you there."
Regarding Ye Bufan's words, Zhang Yan never asked why, because he knew that as long as Ye Bufan chose to do it, he would not consider the consequences at all.
While driving, Zhang Yan hung up the phone to Zhou Shuwei and briefly told him about going to the Public Security Bureau.
Zhou Shuwei asked him to contact him again if he had anything to do.
There really was nothing in Tianjing that Zhou Shuwei couldn't handle. .
As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the Public Security Bureau, Ye Bufan got off the car and walked inside without looking back.
The security guard at the door shouted several times, but Ye Bufan ignored him.
When Zhang Yan parked the car and came to the lobby, Ye Bufan was arguing with several police officers.
"This is stolen money.
We will hand it over now.
I hope you can deal with Hu Tie leniently."
"I'm sorry, but we have no control over the punishment.
Everything will be based on the law."
Another policeman walked up to Ye Bufan and said, "We suspect that you and Hu Tie may be accomplices in the case, so we hope you can cooperate with our work."
"What, you say I am an accomplice?
I have been in the hospital these days and have never been out at all."
"I haven't been out, so how did you get this money?"
Ye Bufan argued: "What's wrong with what Dad Hu gave me."
"That's it.
If you have no contact, how can he give you money?
I hope you can cooperate with our work."
The policeman said to Ye Bufan with a serious expression.
Ye Bufan was about to get angry because of the police officers, but thinking that this was the police station, he held back his anger for the time being.
Zhang Yan saw that Ye Bufan had suffered a loss and wanted to go up and argue with a few police officers, but unexpectedly a middle-aged man came over from the other side and shouted: "What's wrong?"
A young policeman came up to him and briefly explained what happened to Ye Bufan.
The man looked at Ye Bufan and walked over with a smile on his face: "So it's you."
"Hello, Deputy Director, he is involved in Hu Tie's case."
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