Chapter 419: 269 Little White Mouse, Uncle Jiang, Huo Ye’s Thoughtful Gift (2nd Update)
After the three families had gathered, the next morning, the Shen Family took a flight and left Pingjiang, while
the Jiang Family's flight was in the evening.
Tang Wan used to work on Cyan Feather craft in the study. Materials, a workbench, tools... Everything had to be
moved to Beijing, and that required tto organize, so she did not return with the others.
It was Jiang Jinsang who had intended to stay with her, but Zhou Zhongging called to urge him.
"Xiaowu, when will you be back in Beijing? I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"I've arranged a hospital room for you. Cback for a full check-up. We need to have a meeting to cup
with a surgical plan for you."
"I've missed you so much after you've been gone for this long. Hurry back, I'm waiting for you—"
Jiang Jinsang’s eyelids twitched fiercely. Was he this eager to slice him open?
If it had only been him being urged, that would have been one thing, but the calls went directly to Tang Wan, and
she began to "chase" Jiang Jinsang, urging him to hurry back.
"Uncle Zhou really cares about you. After you return, you must cooperate with his treatment. | will definitely rush
back before your surgery," Tang Wan instructed over and over until she finally kicked him onto the plane.
Everyone had left, and the Tang Family residence seemed to becquiet and desolate in an instant. Even
teasing Hua Mei couldn't bring a flicker of interest to the old man.
"Dad?" Tang Yunxian returned hfrom work and saw his father sighing as he entered the courtyard.
"You're back?" It seemed as if the elder Tang suddenly shook off his reverie. "I've never been one to seek lively
crowds, but now that they're gone, my heart feels oddly uncomfortable."
"The Jiang Family previously suggested that we move to Beijing. What do you think? Wanwan is bound to marry
there eventually, and if she and Xiaowu really have children, we might not see them more than a few times a
year."
Even though transportation is convenient now, daughters who haven't married off always say they'll chome
often, but once they have their own families, with all the responsibilities, traveling thousands of miles his
not so simple.
"What about the company if we move..." When the old lady raised this question, Elder Tang had indeed
hesitated.
"One can do business anywhere, and besides, we'll never finish spending all the money. | can transfer sof
the business to Beijing. It wouldn't botherto travel back and forth occasionally."
Tang Yunxian was in the prof his life and in good health, without any ailments. Even if Tang Wan married far
away, he could make the trip several times, checking in on her often. However, for his elderly father, with his
poor health and considering his tspent recovering from surgery at the Jiang Family home, where he had
indeed been very happy, such comings and goings were not viable.
"Letthink about it," the old man said, his heart wavering, yet surely entwined with reluctance to leave the
land of his ancestors.
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Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs soon as Jiang Jinsang returned to Beijing, Zhou Zhongging couldn't wait to rush to his house and take him to
the Hospital for a thorough check-up that left no stone unturned. Due to the extensive number of tests needed,
and the requirement for observation, he inevitably ended up staying in the Hospital for a few days.
Meanwhile, the Jiang Family cleaned and tidied up the old house in the suburbs so that he could recuperate there
after surgery.
Once Jiang Jinsang was admitted to the hospital and the test results cback, Zhou Zhonggqing burst into the
ward with a large group of people.
It was a consultation!
His condition was unique, a congenital issue. He had undergone numerous surgeries as a child, and due to
repeated issues over the years, it had never been fully resolved, making it different from common ailments.
His case was likely a rarity nationwide, with no precedent for surgery. Zhou Zhongqing was particularly cautious,
gathering a host of experts to consult on his case.
A group of doctors discussed things that Jiang Jinsang couldn’t understand while he lay on the hospital bed,
feeling utterly forlorn.
Eventually, they even began discussing where to make the incision?
Zhou Zhongging squinted his eyes, staring at him, "Hey, what do you think, where is it better to cut into him?
Open up the chest? Or make the incision from the side?"
"The main issue is the lack of a precedent. Regardless of how we operate, the risks are significant."
"I think we still need to perform an open-chest surgery."
The consultation was supposed to be serious, and these doctors were quite professional, but Jiang Jinsang saw
from the look in their eyes that they were unmistakably excited.
Could cutting him "open" really excite them this much?
How could these doctors not be thrilled? His case was exceedingly rare, and they might never encounter such in
their lifetimes. Being part of such a major surgery brought immense pressure but was also highly motivating.
If they could conquer such a complex and difficult case, it would be a significant advancement in the medical
field, a challenge full of appeal.
They all looked at Jiang Jinsang, their eyes practically shining.
They seemed eager to drag him straight into the operating room to use him like a lab rat, to study every nook
and cranny inside and out.
Performing surgery on him, Zhou Zhongging also took a huge risk, convening key experts from various
departments of the hospital and held meetings to study multiple plans and conduct risk assessments. What they
feared most was the occurrence of sudden complications during the operation. This was not a minor surgery, and
there were no precedents to refer to; Jiang Jinsang genuinely risked losing his life on the operating table.
Even without pressure from the Jiang Family, he was already under tremendous pressure himself, practically
living at the hospital, keep company with Jiang Jinsang day and night. Even the slightest problem manifested in
his health could turn into a major issue during the surgery.
"Uncle Zhou..." Jiang Jinsang was holding a book, "Love in the Tof Cholera."
"Hm?" Zhou Zhongging sat by his bed, holding a notebook and continued to scribble away.
"Just do your best. Don’t put too much pressure on yourself; life and death are predestined." Zhou Zhongging
had visibly lost weight at an astonishing rate due to the surgery, and Jiang Jinsang wasn’t heartless. Although
their relationship was that of doctor and patient, it was more like that of a father and son, and he felt concerned
for him.
"Stop talking nonsense; if | could snatch your life back from the hands of fate before, | can do it now, too!"
"As long as I'm here, no one can take your life away!"
"Keep talking rubbish, and the first thing I'll do when you're on the operating table is to find a needle and thread
and sew your mouth shut." Zhou Zhongqing was typically tough on the outside but soft on the inside.
Jiang Jinsang caressed the spine of the book, "Uncle..."
"At a tlike this, don’t cause any trouble for me, otherwise, | really would..."
"If | can safely get off the operating table, I'll acknowledge you as my godfather."
Zhou Zhongging was stunned; he had never married and had neither children nor descendants. Upon hearing
these words, he felt a complex mix of sourness deep inside, but he could only offer a cold smile, "You little brat,
you want to recognizeas your godfather? Are you just expecting a big red envelope fromwhen you
marry Wanwan?"
Jiang Jinsang knew he was tough-mouthed and just smiled, "Uncle, once I've recovered, you can find yourself a
concubine."
Zhou Zhongging was moved by the godfather matter, feeling that the years of hard work he had done for him
had not been in vain. Although the kid had a sharp tongue, he still knew how to show gratitude.
But the next second, he was actually... pressing him to find a partner?
"Jiang Jinsang!" He glared at him angrily.
"I'm serious, although you're not young anymore, you don’t look old at all. Nowadays, many young girls like
older men; you're quite popular in the market. You might even finda young auntie—"
"Shut your mouth." Zhou Zhongqing was infuriated and pretended to raise his hand in a threat to hit him.
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If you don't find someone, then...
Jiang Jinsang paused in his pee,
and Zhou Zhongai faded-him with
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he would definitely resort to violence
if Jiang dared to tease him further.
But his next words softened Zhou's heart.
"When you get old, | will take care of you."
"Save such words for after you get off the operating table," grumbled Zhou Zhongging as he left the ward,
picking up his pace, unable to suppress a smile.
Although Jiang Jinsang was hospitalized for a check-up, quite a few people cto visit him, including Jiang
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One of the most awkward visitors, however, was from the Huo Family of Hexi. Each the came, the
conversation was basically...
Jiang Jinsang smiled, "You're here?"
"Yeah." He gave him a brief glance, "How are you feeling today?" His polite indifference was as if he were a
stranger.
"Pretty good."
"Hm."
Perhaps finding the silence too oppressive, the visitor would add, "It’s a nice sunny day today."
"Yes, it is."
"What book are you reading?"
"Just flipping through. These are all books I've read before; nothing really interests me." Without Tang Wan
around, Jiang Jinsang always felt less enthusiastic about everything.
After a long silence, the visits felt akin
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Yet, the next day, he actually sent someone to deliver a box of books, suggesting that Jiang Jinsang take his time
to read them.
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Tang Wan learned of this and laughed for a while, "I didn’t expect Brother Huo to be so thoughtful; knowing you
like to read, he sent you so many."
This annoyed Jiang Jinsang quite a bit; did the man think he was going to be in the hospital for a year? But upon
receiving the gift, he could only smile and say, "Thank you."
The visitor replied with a simple "Glad you like it."