Sister, you miss me

Qin Zhong left, Fang Jiu asked the moment he saw Dong Jiayi, his mouth closed in surprise, how could this be like a precarious dying patient?

Through various examinations and biopsy, it was proved that all of Dong Jiayi's malignant tumor cells were inactive and the tumor part was still shrinking.

Although he was not awake, he was fully qualified for surgery.

Even Fang Jiuwen is optimistic that even if there is no operation, the patient's problem is not big.

However, in order to be foolproof, Dong Jiayi's son-gong was finally cut off.

The operation went well.

After the operation, Fang Jiu asked couldn't wait to find Yang Feng and pulled him into his office, shouting: "Impossible, this completely subverts medical theory. How could this be, how could it be?"

Yang Feng took out his phone and called up two photos of Qin Zhong.

One is a previous photo, in which Fang Jiuwen has seen it, and the other is a recent photo of Qin Zhong.

Fang Jiuwen couldn't help being shocked, and couldn't help taking a step back, muttering: "What kind of method was used, and there is such a heaven-defying method in the world?"

Yang Feng nodded gravely: "Yes, there are, but what's the difference between life for life?"

"Yes." Fang Jiu asked with a long sigh, "I'm afraid that few people in this world can do it."

Yang Feng smiled, without comment.

Dong Jiayi opened his eyes twelve hours after the operation, and Wang Xiaofei, who was standing by, stepped forward for the first time, "Jiayi, Jiayi."

Wang Xiaofei still cried, but this time it was tears of joy.

Holding both hands together, Dong Jiayi smiled: "Where's brother?"

"He..." Wang Xiaofei stopped talking.

"I know he saved me, he burned his life."

"So you know, but he's okay, he just went abroad."

"I'm fine, let the children not to worry." Dong Jiayi said, full of breath, not like a patient who just woke up from a major operation.

Later, Yang Feng put on sterile clothes and walked into the intensive care unit. He took Dong Jiayi's pulse and said softly, "Auntie, you are fine."

"Xiao Feng." Dong Jiayi smiled and said, "I'm exhausted these days."

"Yes, Datong and I are brothers."

"Thank you, boy."

"You rest, I will see you again."

Walking out of the hospital, Yang Feng dialed the satellite phone on Hao Li.

"Xiaofeng, what's the matter?" Hao Li asked.

"How is my dad?"

"It was scary at first. My son didn't want him anymore, but I got used to it."

"He's all right!"

"Fortunately, pick up and drop off my grandson every day, and then take it around the territory."

"Contact him, I have something to tell him."

"Wait a minute."

After a while, an old voice sounded.

"Xiao Feng."

Yang Feng's nose sore: "Dad, Aunt Dong is okay."

"Well, I see, is there anything else?"

"Are you okay?"

"I can't die for the time being, isn't Xiaoqing yet to give birth?" Qin Zhong said, "Don't worry, why don't you come to see me?"

"I will pass as soon as possible."

...

To celebrate Dong Jiayi's health, Yang Feng decided to celebrate first. He asked Ali Ya to book a hotel and invited Nie Kangtian's family and Mingguang.

At noon that day, at the Xiangwang Mansion Hotel, six people ordered a ten-person platform, and they were chatting while serving dishes.

News is broadcast on the Changhong LCD TV on the wall.

Lan Wei sighed: "I didn't expect to survive. It's a miracle."

Nie Kangtian shook his head and said, "I don't look at who made the shot. There is no disease that the boss can't cure."

"Look at you so terribly." Lan Wei curled his lips.

"What do I have to do, whoever has such a brother, has to do it!"

"Well, I can't tell you. Okay, you have to go."

Yang Feng smiled, "After Aunt Dong is discharged from the hospital, I will go with Xiaoqing to see Dad."

"I want to go too." Nie Kangtian couldn't help but said, but soon shook his head again, "I should wait until I retire."

After the dishes were ready, Nie Kangtian opened two bottles of Feitian Moutai specially provided by the military area, and pushed one bottle in front of Yang Feng, "Everyone cleans the door."

Yang Feng smiled, depressed for more than a week, and plans to let it go today.

When everyone was struggling and enjoying themselves, they were all caught by a news break on TV.

"Dear viewers, this is the Wangjing Building, and another person who committed suicide appeared on the 55th floor..."

Why do you say "again", because not long ago, the birdman saved one from there.

The beauty hosted the live broadcast, with the building in the background and a close-up of the suicide. However, the distance was too far, and it was really not clear to shoot. The scene was controlled by the police.

The host said: "This time, will our birdman come again?"

In the private room, Yang Feng sneered: "The bird man doesn't want to drink and drive."

Unexpectedly, another "Bird Man" appeared on the screen. The beautiful host was excited with tears. Nie Qing also pointed to the TV: "That person is..."

Everyone forgot to eat and drink. The bird on the screen was golden, and the bird rider was also wearing golden armor, but he was not flying fast, and slowly came to the suicide boy and hovered.

Then, the police retreated unexpectedly and handed the scene to the "Bird Man".No way, after so many things, even the police believed that the birdman was omnipotent, and it was a piece of cake to rescue the man who committed suicide in front of him.

Then, the beauty host said: "Dear viewers, the Birdman has appeared in a brand new posture. It is dazzling with golden light, and it is simply a phoenix that has always been on fire. We bring surprises, but this time, what kind of humorous and sensible words will the Birdman say? In this way, we will send a microphone to the Birdman."

"Where did this cottage come from?" In the private room, Yang Feng tilted his head and looked at Nie Kangtian.

"How do I know." After Nie Kangtian finished speaking, he noticed that Yang Feng's eyes were strange, "Hey, what do you mean, kid?"

"Really not something from your military?" This was Yang Feng's first reaction.

"Of course not." Nie Kangtian said, "We are willing to equip it, but which team can afford it?"

Yang Feng nodded: "Yes. Is it a folk enthusiast?"

Yang Feng pouted and stared at the TV with interest, "I hope this kid won't lose the reputation of the bird man."

"Let's wait and see!" Nie Kangtian said.

At this time, the golden birdman on the TV uttered: "Why committing suicide?" The tone of questioning came up.

"Get out! I hate people like you the most, do you think you are the savior? I want to die, you have to stop it!"

"Unreasonably making trouble, I really want to die, you can die silently, what do you want?"

"Come here a little bit, I'll tell you."

The golden "Birdman" really stepped forward, and suddenly, the suicide man jumped and hugged the waist of the birdman.

A tense scene appeared, and the golden mechanical bird fell headlong.

And the man who committed suicide laughed loudly: "I want to die with the birdman, it's a worthwhile life!"

"Crazy man, let me go."

"Die together."

"what--"

The Golden Birdman is only ten meters above the ground. The audience knows that the Birdman is fine, but they still can't help being nervous.

The people shouted unanimously: "Raise, rise."

Bang.

puff.

Two sounds, three bodies.

Exclaimed at the scene, Lan Wei, Nie Qing, and Ali Ya covered their mouths in front of the TV.

The people and the media rushed forward, wanting to know the truth, but they were stopped by the police.

"Yang Feng, you can't die!" Under the media camera, a policewoman cried and rushed towards the bird man wearing golden armor.

Besides Qiao Xuan, who else?

The scene suddenly became quiet, and in the private room, Yang Feng's old face was a little hot, as if more than one pair of eyes looked at him.

"Who let you do such a dangerous thing?"

"There are so many things in the world, can you manage it?"

"You promised me to take me to fly, how can you say nothing!"

Qiao Xuan shook the armoured man's hand, crying hoarsely.Qiao Xuan gave her heart to Yang Feng a long time ago, and now she has witnessed his tragic death with her own eyes, and for a while, she feels she has nothing to love.

Suddenly, Qiao Xuan's expression changed because she shook the armored man's right hand. This hand was obviously warm, soft skin with delicate texture, and hard bones. This was definitely not a mechanical hand.

Thinking of this, Qiao Xuan, who was full of tears, widened her eyes, and took off the armored man's helmet with great effort.

Then, frightened-the stock fell to the ground.

As a result, the opponent died too miserably, and his brain burst.

Secondly, the other party is someone she didn't expect.

However, the deceased was a celebrity, like the husband of the country.

Then, the police flower smiled slightly.

"God, it's Prince Wang!" Wang Cong is so famous, there are not many women across the country who don't know him, and finally some girls exclaimed.

The news was too shocking. Everyone took photos and couldn't wait to post on Weibo, WeChat, and Moments.

Wang Lin was admiring his son's masterpiece. Seeing this scene, a mouthful of old blood sprayed on the huge screen.

In the private room of the hotel, Yang Feng in front of the TV closed his eyes: "Everyone observes three seconds of silence."

Then he said: "Wang Cong once again proved a famous saying with his own life that if you don't die, you won't die. On the contrary, it is often ugly to die."

"Don't talk about it. When eating, watching this kind of news and saying what is dead is simply disgusting." Lan Wei looked indifferent, "This kid is not in love with the headlines, this time I will see if I can occupy a week. ."

Yang Feng curled his lips, expressing his lack of optimism.

Lan Wei squinted at Yang Feng, "Hey, Xiao Feng, was the policewoman just now a child of Qiao Kun's family?"

"Yeah! Mom, do you know?" Yang Feng sneered at this and cut a piece of shrimp for Lan Wei, trying to block his mouth.

Lan Wei was obviously not fooled, and smiled meaningfully: "That kid seems to have a deep affection for you. Tell mom, when did you get it?"

"Cough cough." Nie Kangtian coughed twice. "Hurry up and eat. I'll have something to do in a while, Xiao Feng has to go to work!"

Yang Feng cast a grateful look at his father-in-law, thanking the empathetic father-in-law for saving the field.

"That's right, Dad, Yang Feng, drink something interesting." Nie Qing said, not answering Lan Wei's words at all.

Lan Wei looked at her husband and daughter again, shook her head, and stopped talking.Yang Feng obviously has the same virtue as his old son, but his daughter doesn't mind, why should he be a villain as a mother-in-law?