Rebirth in the 70s: A military wife who was married into a vegetative state

Yu Luyuan went home, and the family had a lively New Year's Day.

Li Youmei and Yu Zhengjun were responsible for preparing the food, while Yu Luyuan was cleaning up in the yard. An Nian's task was to invite her master and Qiao Shi over.

Today's meal was very sumptuous, with six dishes and one soup. An Nian also took out the dried oysters he had stored up before and stir-fried them with green and red peppers. The aroma made the people in the courtyard next door scream.

After finishing the meal, we moved to the front yard to drink tea, which was a unique experience.

Seeing that Li Youmei's condition was much better than before, Qiao Yongsheng asked An Nian.

"Show me your nearest recipe."

"Okay, I'll keep them all."

An Nian got up and went to the master bedroom to take out a thick stack of prescriptions and handed them to him.

"Master, take a look. I change the prescription for my mother every three days. The first three times are mainly to strengthen the foundation and strengthen the body.

After her body had fully recovered from the trauma of the surgery, I began targeted treatment of the remaining cancerous parts. "

Qiao Yongsheng looked through it carefully and traced the prescription with his fingers.

He is meticulous in his work and possesses the most precious meticulousness of an established Chinese medicine practitioner.

An Nian sat on the edge and waited quietly. The others remained silent and waited for the old man to finish reading.

After reading all the prescriptions, Qiao Yongsheng pushed up his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose with a faint smile on his lips.

"Very good. A step-by-step treatment plan is very suitable for patients who are physically weak. When Comrade Yumei fully recovers, you must sort out the treatment plan so that you can publish a high-quality article.

It will be of great help to early cancer treatment in our country, and it may open up a new way. "

An Nian nodded happily: "I will record all the data."

Li Youmei also spoke after hearing this: "Can I also be published in the newspaper?"

She knew that articles were published in newspapers.

"It's not published in newspapers, it should be published in medical journals." An Nian explained with a smile, "Mom, don't worry, I will hide your real name when the time comes. We will call you Ms. Li."

Ms. Li?

This title sounds very elegant at first sight.

Li Youmei was very happy: "Okay, then Mom will also buy a copy and take it home for collection."

Hehe, take it back to the village and show it to all the old sisters!We are also people who have studied in books.

An Nian didn't know what her mother-in-law was thinking, so she took out the acupuncture plan she had been doing these past few days.

The part about spiritual power treatment is hidden, and the focus is on the stimulation of back acupuncture points by silver needles.

This acupuncture method is also effective and can be used by other doctors, but the effect may not be as obvious as An Nian's.

Qiao Yongsheng was thoughtful after listening to her talk about acupuncture.

"Comrade Yumei, can I take your pulse?"

"Of course." Upon hearing this, Li Youmei immediately put down the teacup in her hand and dragged the stool a few steps towards Mr. Qiao.

Qiao Yongsheng clasped her right wrist and pressed lightly with his fingertips.

The way he felt the pulse was very similar to that of An Nian. Both of them were good at using the pulse pressure method to judge the rhythm of the pulse and sense the changes in it.

After 2 minutes, Qiao Yongsheng put down his hand.

An Nian asked with a smile: "How is it?"

Qiao Yongsheng breathed a sigh of relief: "My pulse is steady and strong, and my physical fitness has basically reached the standards of ordinary people."

Hearing what he said, Li Youmei didn't react at all, and Yu Zhengjun, who had been listening with his ears pricked up, couldn't sit still.

"Mr. Qiao, do you mean that Yumei's illness has been completely cured?"

His eyes were full of expectation. While waiting for Mr. Qiao's answer, the grown man couldn't help but his heart beat faster and he tried hard to hold his breath in order to stay relatively calm.

Qiao Yongsheng didn't hold back and answered directly.

"It should be better. As for how much better it is, I need to go to the hospital for a thorough examination."

"Good good!"

Yu Zhengjun nodded vigorously and excitedly, his eyes gleaming when he looked at Li Youmei.

Li Youmei felt sour and moved in her heart. She and Yu Zhengjun had been together for a long time, got married, had been together for decades, and had three children.

Li Youmei always felt that he was quite cold and tough, unlike other men who were gentle and considerate to their wives.

But now think about it, they have been together for decades, and Yu Zhengjun is also very good to her. This man never talks about love in his mouth, but there is no trace of moisture in his feelings.

"I'll take Yumei to the hospital to register tomorrow!"

Yu Zhengjun was very excited. After agreeing, he respectfully refilled the cup of tea for Mr. Qiao.

Yu Luyuan, who was sitting quietly aside, took An Nian's hand and squeezed it gently.

"Nian Nian, thank you."

An Nian shook his head and said, "This is what I should do."

The next day, Li Youmei went to the hospital and completed a full set of examinations accompanied by many people.

She is the first early-stage cancer patient treated by interventional surgery in the Military General Hospital, which is of epoch-making significance for the hospital.

It was also a rare opportunity for the medical staff involved. They were very active in arranging Li Youmei's examination and recorded all the data carefully.

When the final result came out, everyone who saw it took a breath of cold air.

"Alpha-fetoprotein, carcinoembryonic antigen, lactate dehydrogenase...all cancer-related indicators have dropped back to normal values?!"

"how can that be?!"

"Is interventional treatment so effective?"

"Interventional treatment is just the first stage, there will be traditional Chinese medicine therapy later!"

"Awesome! It's a miracle!"

"..."

"Don't make any noise! ​​Give me the list!"

Weng Lao, who put aside the important research in his hands and rushed to the hospital without stopping, roared angrily, and rushed over vigorously to grab the inspection report.

Everyone was frightened by his power, and they stood in a row like quails, waiting for him to see everything.

Mr. Weng read the report very quickly, almost reading ten lines at a glance. The thick stack of report sheets quickly reached the bottom. He raised his head again, and the old man's cloudy eyes were frighteningly bright!

"Project approval! The project must be approved quickly! Dr. An Nian!"

An Nian was at the outermost position. She had known Li Youmei's physical condition for a long time, so she didn't bother to squeeze in with a group of big men. She simply stood outside to protect her mother-in-law.

When she heard Mr. Weng calling her, she jumped up and responded.

"I'm here!"

Mr. Weng pushed aside the crowd, walked up to An Nian, and looked at her with a smile, as if looking at a very rare treasure.

"Nian Nian, do you want to come and study as Grandpa Weng's graduate student?"

"Forehead……"

Why did Mr. Weng suddenly call himself "Grandpa"? !

He is the same generation as his master, right?The master has the same father, and Mr. Weng suddenly becomes the master’s elder? !

An Nian didn't dare to agree and said bravely: "Mr. Weng, I haven't taken the college entrance examination yet."

"Oops! I almost forgot! But it doesn't matter... you can join my laboratory first, and I will let you be responsible for a project alone!

The name of the project is [On the role of interventional surgery in early cancer treatment]. What do you think? "

An Nian had wanted to publish an article before, and the name of the project proposed by Mr. Weng was similar. It would be very beneficial to her if she could join the project.

What made her hesitate was that there were too many things at hand.

She is still receiving a salary from the Military General Hospital and needs to come over once a week to guide interventional surgeries.

She also wants to go back to her hometown with her parents and take the college entrance examination at home.

The schedule is already tight enough, and with the addition of a project leader, An Nian is afraid that he will be too busy.

Seeing An Nian's hesitation, Mr. Weng reacted instantly.

He was a little disappointed: "Then I will find another person to take charge of this project, but you must join it! You don't need to do anything extra, just interventional surgery guidance once a week. You just need to allow the people in the project team to record detailed data. .”

An Nian breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a smile: "Mr. Weng, this is absolutely no problem!"

"Okay, tell me what traditional Chinese medicine methods you performed after the operation?"

Mr. Weng took the opportunity to ask other questions.

An Nian answered this question to Mr. Qiao last night. Now he reorganized his words and told Mr. Weng.

"Are you planning to publish an article? I can write you a letter of introduction!"

Today's articles cannot be published casually. Without the endorsement of senior leaders, it will not be easy for An Nian to publish successfully.

"Your article involves Chinese and Western medicine. Only Mr. Qiao's letter of introduction is not enough. If you add mine, it will be foolproof."

Mr. Weng knew that Qiao Yongsheng would definitely write a letter of introduction to An Nian. He was afraid that An Nian would reject him again, so he quickly added the above sentence.

An Nian laughed happily, with crooked eyebrows: "Thank you very much."

The other doctors who heard the conversation between the two looked at each other with deep envy on their faces and eyes.

He actually made Mr. Weng take the initiative to speak. Dr. An is amazing!

In the days that followed, An Nian devoted himself wholeheartedly to writing the thesis.

She had never written a similar article before, so she first spent a day reading all the medical journals she could borrow to figure out the format.

Then he determined the topic of his paper and reorganized the collected data.

Only then did I start writing.

Three days later, she finished writing the article and ran to Qiao's courtyard holding a thick stack of them.

She had the key, so she knocked on the door symbolically, then opened the door and went in.

"Master! Can you help me take a look? It would be best if..."

An Nian's cheerful tone was only halfway through when he was suffocated by the solemn atmosphere in the yard.

"What happened?"

Qiao Shi sat in a pile of torn pieces of waste paper, tears and snot flowing continuously.

Originally, she could bite her lip and hold back the sound, but once she heard An Nian ask herself, she couldn't control it anymore.

"I... hiccup... I don't know why... grandpa, hiccup, tore up all the drawings I drew..."

She was crying and hiccupping, her voice was broken.

An Nian glanced at the room with closed doors and windows.

Master should be in the house.

Shi Shi sat in the yard crying, the ground was in a mess.

An Nian put down the article in his hand, squatted down and picked up the scraps of paper on the ground.

Qiao Shi has great ideas about clothing design. An Nian, a person who doesn't understand clothing, can see the beauty in every picture she draws.

She likes to use tassels, which fall on the big skirt. When the skirt flutters in the wind, the tassels will also flutter flexibly, bringing a woman's sex appeal and revealing her pursuit of freedom.

An Nian felt that Qiao Shi's design was just like her, with contradictions creating excitement, softness and a hint of open-mindedness.

An Nian helped her up, and they sat on the chairs next to each other. He put a cup of hot tea into her hand and said in a coaxing way.

"Can you tell me the cause and effect?"

Qiao Shi held the hot tea and calmed down for a long time.

"I don't know why... I have been hiding from my grandpa when I was drawing, and he didn't let him see it. Today he looked for something and dug out the drawings I had hidden in the drawer.

Then my grandpa suddenly yelled at me like a lit explosive, tore up my drawings, and threw them in my face. "

With full of grievance in her eyes, she turned to look at An Nian and asked in a choked voice.

"Nian Nian, is it shameful to be a fashion designer? Why is grandpa so angry? He said I was immoral and didn't learn well...

Wuwu...I...I just drew a few skirts..."

Josh sobbed.

An Nian quickly took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and wiped her tears.

She thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Shi Shi, how did your parents leave?"

An Nian felt that the master would be so angry only if it had something to do with Qiao Shi's parents.

Qiao Shi's eyes were confused: "I don't know...no one told me...Grandpa only said that they were sick and gone."

"What disease?"

"do not know……"

"Perhaps, you can ask Master." An Nian suggested tactfully.

Qiao Shi was stunned: "You mean... my parents are related to fashion design?"

"perhaps……"

"Yeah."

The door rang.

Qiao Yongsheng walked out with a calm expression. When he lowered his head and saw Qiao Shi with tears on his face, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.

"Master."

"Grandpa..."

The two girls in the yard stood up in unison.

Qiao Yongsheng sighed secretly and walked this way.

"You don't have to guess, let me tell you. Shi Shi, you are an adult, and I should have told you about this..."

After a pause, he said.

"I'm sorry, grandpa was too excited just now... I shouldn't have torn your design into pieces."

Qiao Shi's eyes were as red as a rabbit. Hearing his grandfather's apology, he couldn't help crying and quickly wiped them with An Nian's handkerchief.

"I'm fine, Grandpa."

Qiao Yongsheng felt even more guilty. After sitting down, he began to tell the story of the past.

"Your dad is also a fashion designer."

Qiao Shi and An Nian were both stunned.

Qiao Yongsheng laughed sarcastically: "She is still an internationally famous women's clothing designer, and she should be living a very comfortable life abroad now."

"Didn't you say that he was..." dead?

"In my heart, he is no different than dead. He and your mother met abroad. At that time, it was popular to study abroad. Our family had a few small coins, so we sent all the juniors of the Qiao family out.

Your mother met him abroad, and they returned home to get married and gave birth to you.

However, your father is not a good person, he shows mercy everywhere..."

Qiao Yongsheng gritted his teeth and held back the curse words that followed.

"Later, when the domestic environment became increasingly severe, he left the mainland and abandoned you, mother and daughter. Your mother couldn't stand the stimulation and committed suicide. You were only three years old at that time."

So it’s no wonder that my grandfather became furious when he saw himself drawing costume designs.

In my grandfather's mind, the costume design and her scumbag father were probably equated.

Josh bit his lip, leaving deep teeth marks on his lower lip.

"Grandpa, I don't know how to draw anymore..."

"It's ok."

Qiao Yongsheng interrupted her, reached out to stroke the top of her hair, and smiled gently.

"Grandpa is narrow-minded. Grandpa once said that he supports all your hobbies. You can paint if you want. You can go to the yard to paint during the day. From now on, you don't have to secretly light candles and draw drawings at night."

Qiao Shi's face turned red, it turned out that grandpa knew...

Qiao Yongsheng looked at the shredded papers in An Nian's hand, feeling a little ashamed that he was so old that he could still get angry.

"Grandpa will find glue later and stick them all together..."

"It's okay. In fact, I also think these clothes don't look good and are not suitable for release now. I will redraw them!"

Josh rushed to say.

Seeing that their moods had eased, An Nian breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as he smiled, he met Qiao Yongsheng's eyes.

Qiao Yongsheng asked her: "Nian Nian, have you finished writing your article?"

An Nian immediately sat up straight and obediently handed over his article.

"It's written, Master, can you help me take a look?"