Looking for someone? Looking for a son?

Zhang Kun immediately remembered Li Congde and Li Liang.

Zhang Kun thought about it and wrote: "Your son has been away from home for a long time and hasn't been back?"

The aunt nodded.

"Working out to work?" Zhang Kun wrote again.

The aunt thought about it and nodded again.

"You want to meet him? And give him something?"

In response to this, the aunt shook her head: "It's not that I want to see him, it's my grandson. I want to take a look at his father again before he dies. As for the things, I have nothing to give him."

Grandson? Before death?

Zhang Kun was stunned.

Zhang Kun carefully considered the sentence, and then carefully wrote: "What's wrong with your grandson?"

As if he noticed Zhang Kun's caution, the aunt whispered: "Doctor Zhang, it's okay, it's my grandson. He has a brain tumor. Maybe he's not too long, so he wants to take a look at his father again before he dies."

Brain tumor?

Zhang Kun raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and then wrote: "Auntie, what kind of brain tumor does your grandson have? Can you give a brief explanation? Well, just like you saw, in addition to some special skills, I am also a doctor, focusing on brain science, and maybe things have not reached the end."

After writing, Zhang Kun pointed to the white app on his body.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Kun wrote again: "By the way, aunt, I am the deputy director of the Department of Brain and Neurology of Nanshan Central Hospital. This clinic was only opened when I was resting at home. My medical skills are OK, and I am also second to none in the central hospital. Look, can you tell me about it? Maybe, what if there is a way? Do you think so?"

After reading Zhang Kun's handwriting, the aunt seemed to have a bright look and looked at Zhang Kun with surprise.

"Doctor Zhang, you, no, you can see a brain tumor?"

Zhang Kun nodded with certainty. After inheriting all Ye Nantian's medical procedures, Zhang Kun dared not say anything else, but Zhang Kun is indeed a good student in brain science.

Seeing Zhang Kun nodding with such affirmation, the aunt's face became even more happy, but after opening her mouth, she suddenly looked confused and said hesitantly: "Doctor Zhang, Dr. Zhang, I don't really know my grandson's illness. I just heard the doctor talk about the brain tumor. I don't know much about it."

Zhang Kun frowned slightly, and thought about it and wrote: "Do you don't know what type of brain tumor?"

The aunt smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I have been following my grandson. I occasionally followed the doctor, but I didn't dare to leave my grandson for too long, so I only learned something from the doctor's words, knowing that my grandson had a brain tumor, and it may not be too long, but in detail, because I dare not leave my grandson for too long, I am not very clear."

Is this true?

Zhang Kun pondered for a while, then wrote: "Which hospital is your grandson?"

The aunt immediately returned: "In Taoyuan People's Hospital."

Taoyuan?Taoyuan County?Taoyuan County, Changde City?

Zhang Kun felt that the name was a bit familiar, so he thought about it carefully, and immediately wrote: "Auntie, are you from Nanhu? Changde's Taoyuan?"

The aunt nodded immediately: "That's right."

That wasn't very far away. Zhang Kun didn't say a word, found a lighter, lit the paper I had just written, and then took off his white coat and walked out of the lounge.

"Doctor Liu, I have something to go out. You can watch the clinic." After saying hello to Dr. Liu, Zhang Kun went straight to his grandmother's house.

When he got home, Zhang Kun packed up some things and found his mother who was drying clothes on the second floor.

"Mom, I'll go out."

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, my mother's eyes raised: "Go out again? Why are you going out?"

"Get out a flying knife." Zhang Kun replied without hesitation.

"Flying Knife?" My mother looked at Zhang Kun with a strange look on her face: "You can still have Xiao Li's Flying Knife?"

Zhang Kun was stunned, and then explained with a wry smile: "Flying knife is a foreign consultation, I will go out to have a foreign consultation."

Hearing this, my mother's face immediately became dark: "Use this excuse to fool me again?"

Zhang Kun's face turned up and his eyes looked at his mother seriously: "This time I'm really a visitor. I'm going to see someone for a doctor. I didn't lie to you, really."

Looking at Zhang Kun's sincere eyes, my mother's face improved a little. After thinking about it, she nodded: "You can go to see a doctor. By the way, how many days will you go out this time?"

Zhang Kun thought for a while: "I'm not sure yet. The patient this time is a bit difficult. He has a brain tumor and may require surgery. Well, I don't know much about many things yet. I have to see the patient first to confirm it."

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, my mother thought about it and finally waved her hand: "Okay, go, go, go early and come back soon."

"Oh." With my mother's approval, Zhang Kun immediately turned around and was about to go downstairs.

But at this time, my mother called Zhang Kun again: "If you go to see someone, you must be more careful and do your best to treat the patient. Don't let others down, come on."

Hearing the call from my mother, Zhang Kun paused, then turned to look at my mother, with a look of affirmation on his face: "Mom, don't worry, I will do my best."

After saying that, Zhang Kun hurriedly got out of the car, then got on Dabai, opened the map navigation, plugged in the key, ignited, gears, and accelerator. Then Dabai quickly drove out of the village and headed towards Changde Taoyuan.

...

Taoyuan is about 270 kilometers away from Zhang Kun’s grandmother’s house. Zhang Kun drove all the way for nearly three hours and successfully arrived at Taoyuan People’s Hospital.

Look at the time, it's just over one o'clock and less than two o'clock.

Zhang Kun parked his car into the hospital parking lot, and after getting off the car, Zhang Kun walked towards the hospital building.

However, after just two steps, Zhang Kun stopped, turned his head and walked towards a convenience store not far away. After buying some things, he continued to follow the aunt towards the hospitalization department.

By the way, the aunt's name is Tan Li. When she was on the way, Zhang Kun occasionally chatted with the aunt for a few words and also learned the name of Aunt Tan's grandson, Pan Yong. This year, 23, it has just graduated from college.

However, because Zhang Kun was in a hurry, he was working hard to drive, and just chatted for a few simple words and didn't talk much.

I followed Aunt Tan all the way to the sixth floor of the second building of the hospital’s inpatient department, Oncology Department, and Ward No. 12.

Zhang Kun didn't go in, but just pretended to pass by and glance inside.

The ward is a three-person room, and all three beds are lying on patients. Two of them are middle-aged and elderly people in their fifties and sixties, and only a young man in his twenties, should be Pan Yong, the grandson mentioned by Aunt Tan.

Pan Yong closed his eyes and lay on the hospital bed, with an oxygen hood on his buckle, and a little drip on his left hand.

Then a woman in her forties was guarding beside the bed, looking at Pan Yong on the bed with her eyes unevenly, holding Pan Yong's right hand with one hand.

"That's Pan Yong's mother." Aunt Tan next to her introduced in a timely manner.

Zhang Kun nodded, did not stop at the door for too long, wrote down the bed number of Pan Yong's hospital bed, and then continued to move into the corridor.

Soon, Zhang Kun found the doctor's office in the Oncology Department.

Please remember the first domain name of this book:._
Chapter completed!