After Ning Junyue walked outside the door, Zhang Kun carefully approached the old man's daughter-in-law's ear and whispered a few words.

"Doctor Ning is indeed right. Lying on a long time after surgery will indeed have a certain impact on gastrointestinal function."

"However, Kaiser is more irritating. The old man just had surgery and should not be too irritated, so I personally do not recommend using it."

"However, you can give the old man some tomato juice, or vitamins b1 and b12 appropriately, which can also promote gastrointestinal motility and should be beneficial to the old man's bowel movement."

After finishing his voice, Zhang Kun looked at the door, sighed softly, and then looked at the old man's daughter-in-law with a wry smile on his face.

"The new doctor in the department is still a little unfamiliar with the patients. How can you forgive me!"

"Oh, so that's it!" The old man's daughter-in-law seemed to have realized it suddenly and nodded: "No wonder, um, we understand, but I have to ask Dr. Zhang to worry about my old man's illness."

"Well, don't worry, I will pay attention!" Zhang Kun nodded: "Okay, I will accompany Dr. Ning to the next ward, so you can take good care of the old man."

After saying that, Zhang Kun hurried out and caught up with Ning Junyue.

If it was because of Director Tang's order that he had asked him to follow Ning Junyue all the time.

Now Zhang Kun is very conscious and even takes the initiative to follow him.

There is no way, based on the level shown by Dr. Ning just now, okay, the theory is enough, and the bowel movements cannot be released. Generally, it is indeed correct to use open-sitting.

But he didn't consider whether the patient had just had the surgery and could his body bear the stimulation?

If Ning's level is only like this, Zhang Kun would not dare to let him check other patients alone.

If you say some "suggestions", the patient will be the one who suffers.

So, Zhang Kun is really very conscious now and can't follow him.

Fortunately, in the latter wards, Dr. Ning Junyue was still abiding by his duties. He asked a few questions and then went through the medical records. Finally, Zhang Kun felt a little relieved.

Then Ning Luxei took a walk in the entire cerebral neurosurgery department, chatted with some hospital nurses, asked about the patient's condition, and the day passed slowly.

Ye Nantian, who had been floating behind, nodded reluctantly and said with a smile to Zhang Kun, who was still a little depressed.

"Doctor Ning is pretty good. He just came here and knew to read and ask more questions, but he didn't interfere randomly. This is already very good."

"Well, although you may need to exercise more in actual level, in general, it's still acceptable!"

Zhang Kun nodded helplessly: "That's all we can do. Just watch it more this month."

...

The days have passed like this, and it has been almost a week since Dr. Ning Lyricsson arrived. Every day, he is familiar with the environment, work procedures, and checks more patient records.

Zhang Kun runs here and there every day, but it’s still good that Director Tang Guohua considers Zhang Kun’s main task now.

Therefore, some of the surgeries arranged for Zhang Kun were temporarily exempted, and Zhang Kun's patients were also asked Deputy Director Xie Zhitian to help take care of him more.

In addition, Zhang Kun himself took advantage of the lunch break of Ning Junyue to run more of his patients and ask about the degree of recovery.

In short, although he doesn't look very busy every day, Zhang Kun really feels so tired, he is more tired than having several surgeries a day.

On that day, Director Tang Guohua and Xie Zhitian explained to Zhang Kun and Ning Junyue a few words at around 10 o'clock and left in a hurry.

Seeing the two directors frowning slightly when they left, Zhang Kun looked at Ye Nantian floating in the air with a little curiousness: "What's wrong with Director and others? It seems a little troublesome?"

Ye Nantian chuckled: "It's August 15th today!"

"August 15th?" Zhang Kun frowned slightly: "It has something to do with this? It's not the lunar calendar, celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Ye Nantian smiled, then sighed: "On the fifteenth of every month, it is the day when my adoptive father comes to the hospital for examination!"

"Your adoptive father..."

Zhang Kun blinked, then looked at the two directors whose backs gradually disappeared in the distance.

Who is Ye Nantian’s adoptive father? After an examination, both the chief and deputy directors of the Department of Brain and Neurosurgery rushed over.

Well, it seems that Ye Nantian is right. His adoptive father's identity is probably really special, otherwise he would definitely not be able to enjoy this treatment.

At this time, Ye Nantian, who was floating in the air, gradually became darker: "But no matter how much you check, you can't check it out. I've done it so many times before."

"No matter whether it is head x-ray, ct-body tomography, or even MRI, there is no way to present the specific situation in the cranial region."

"They can't find out how they are doing. They can only judge based on some oral statements of my adoptive father's daily physical condition."

"But, how can this be accurate?"

"If you can't judge, you can't make a treatment plan, let alone surgery."

Ye Nantian in the air sighed, his face bleak.

Looking at Ye Nantian's low expression, Zhang Kun sighed in his heart, "The soul that was stranded in the world for the sake of his adoptive father's illness?"

Human nature is inherently good, and Zhang Kun has always believed in this.

Although we often see many news about evil and negative human nature in daily news.

However, there are many kind people in this world.

At least, Zhang Kun really believes that no matter how the world develops, family affection is an indelible feeling.

From Dad Xu, to Zhao Lina, and Ye Nantian...

For the son, for the mother, for the adoptive father...

Zhang Kun sighed in his heart, then looked at Ye Nantian with a smile on his face: "Don't think so much, isn't I here now?"

"Since I promised you, I will do my best."

"And, we have already achieved the third step of your plan, and now we just need to wait for the results."

"Believe me and believe in myself. With your plan, your adoptive father's illness will definitely get better. Aren't we working hard for this?"

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Ye Nantian's face finally shook and he took a deep breath.

"Yes, we're already working hard, we can definitely do it."

Dad, hold on, just wait a little longer, my plan will definitely succeed! Your illness will definitely get better.

Yes, I will definitely do it. I promised you before.

...

More than ten years ago, in the study room at home, Ye Nantian, who was only twelve years old at that time, looked at his father who was lying on the ground because of the pain, curled up with his body trembling constantly.

The father forced the pain in his head, trembled and stretched out his right hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of Ye Nantian's eyes, and said with a forced smile: "Be good, Ye Nantian, you are a boy. Boys must be brave and not cry."

"Even if faced with countless difficulties and difficulties, as a boy, he must stand firm, only bleeding and not cry..."

Regarding his father's words, Ye Nantian cried and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but he couldn't wipe them clean.

Ye Nantian looked at his father who was trembling on the ground and endured endless pain. Ye Nantian hated him, he hated himself, he hated him for not being able to do anything at such a time.

Ye Nantian, who was only twelve years old, really felt the feeling of heartache.

He held his hands tightly, his finger bones turned white with force, and even his two nails were pinched into the flesh, and bright red blood flowed down from his palms.

Suddenly, Ye Nantian knelt in front of his father, and his face with tears gradually became serious.

Ye Nantian grabbed his father's right hand with both hands and said word by word in a firm voice: "Dad, I swear that I will be a doctor and a cerebral neurologist in the future."

"Since other doctors cannot cure your disease, then I will do it."

"No matter how difficult or difficult the future is, I will definitely work hard to move forward, and I will definitely cure your illness."

"We agreed that no matter what the future holds, even if I die, I will definitely come back after death!"
Chapter completed!