Du Tiancheng's house is on the third floor, with three bedrooms and two living rooms. Now Xiao Yu and others are in Du's separate bedroom.

The family building has only six floors in total, and such buildings are rare in the high-rise Dijing.

When Xiao Yu just said the words "Die, die", not only Mr. Du, but also Du Tiancheng's expression changed.

Mr. Du is still planning to have surgery to live for a few more years. Isn’t this a clear curse for Mr. Du to die soon?

I have seen a doctor who fucked the egg, but I am not so straightforward and fucked the egg.

After a long silence, Mr. Du sighed and said, "Yes, you are right. I am at this age and enjoy all the things I should enjoy. My son and daughter are very strong. My grandson is also very obedient in kindergarten. What else can I feel dissatisfied with? I have nothing to be left to miss, and I die if I die. I... I also miss my wife a little. When I get down, I will nag and talk to her for more years, so that she can know that our son is strong and capable..."

"Dad... Don't say that. Xiao Yu is having fun with you." Du Tiancheng almost turned red with his eyes in a hurry, lay down beside Old Du's legs and hugged Old Du's legs. It seemed as if he let go, Old Du would be gone.

Du Tiancheng kept winking at Xiao Yu and signaled him to speak quickly as he wanted.

When a person is seriously ill, the most important thing is his own little vitality. If he doesn't even have this, he will definitely die before he can undergo surgery.

Xiao Yu scratched his head: "What, did I say something wrong? No, Mr. Du reminded me that it was just that, just die, "

After saying that, Xiao Yu also felt the ambiguity in this sentence, and hurriedly said, "No, no, I think you all misunderstood what I mean. I didn't mean to let Lao Du die, but said..."

Before Xiao Yu could finish his words, a doorbell rang with a ding dong.

Du Tiancheng frowned in confusion, stood up while holding Old Du's recliner, gave Xiao Yu a wink again, signaling Xiao Yu not to talk nonsense.

Xiao Yu smiled and said he knew.

But I just said the wrong thing and the meaning I expressed was malfunctioning. I didn’t mean that. Even if it was such a meaning, there was no reason to say it directly in front of the patient.

Xiao Yu scratched his head again. Since he came to Dijing, when Sun Wenjing received the first operation, when he heard Sun Wenjing's heavenly sound, he said only one word "good" in his language. At that time, Xiao Yu vowed to recite Cihai again. Unfortunately, he was so busy that he was as stupid as he had never had a chance. As expected, he was ugly because of his pale words.

"I'll go and see what kind of customer is coming," Du Tiancheng said with a smile barely.

Mr. Du lay on the lounge chair and said leisurely: "If he comes, he will not see you."

"Yes, dad, I know," Du Tiancheng responded, gave Xiao Yu an apology smile, then turned around and walked out.

From Mr. Du's tone, Xiao Yu judged that Mr. Du must have a guest he didn't want to see very much, so he told his son that if he came, he would not see him.

As for who he was, Xiao Yu began to be a little curious. This curiosity lasted only for a short time. After all, this was someone else's privacy, and Xiao Yu was not convenient for him to inquire. Mr. Du was so resentful that he didn't even want to say his name. It can be seen how much hatred the old man Du's heart had reached.

Xiao Yu was about to explain to Mr. Du what was easily misunderstood when he spoke just now, but suddenly heard the sound of the door outside opening. Then he heard Du Tiancheng's voice saying: "Why is it you again? The old man is resting and he is in a bad health. Don't disturb him."

Hearing this tone, it was indeed the one he was resentful to him. I don’t know if it was a man or a woman.

The next moment, Xiao Yu knew it was a man or a woman, because he heard the voice of the visiting person.

He is a man.

"I'll visit my mentor," the man said respectfully, "I bought a few boxes of Chuyuan for the teacher and brought a fifty-year-old ginseng. It is definitely a wild variety, not ripening," he said.

When Xiao Yu heard this voice, he was shocked. The price of Laoshan Ginseng, which was 50 years old, can now be sold for hundreds of thousands of yuan.

Who is it that makes Mr. Du hold such a grudge, but that man respects Mr. Du so much.

Du Tiancheng said: "My father and I can't stand such an expensive gift. The old man is tired and is sleeping lightly. He told him that no one can disturb him."

The man's voice hesitated for a moment, and finally said respectfully: "Okay, tell the teacher, I'll see him next time,"

Although his tone was quite respectful, Xiao Yu still vaguely heard the smell of a duck's voice from this voice.

This is definitely someone I once knew.

"Oh," the visiting man sighed lonelyly. Xiao Yu's expression moved. He was about to go out to see what happened. Old Master Du had already noticed that Xiao Yu's expression was abnormal and said, "Ignore him, a scum,"

The two very bad words "scum" are said from Mr. Du, but everything seems so dull.

It seems that the man has no more suitable language to describe him except for the title of scum.

"Who is he?" Xiao Yu asked tentatively.

"A student of mine," Mr. Du finally sighed without saying his name.

At this moment, Xiao Yu heard the sound of closing the door.

The man has left.

From his actions of visiting Mr. Du and Du Tiancheng's words "The old man has rested and never seen a guest", he took the initiative to withdraw, without shouting, without blushing and thick-necked shouting, Xiao Yu judged that either this was a polite gentleman, because Mr. Du had a prejudice against him; or he was a "scum" in Mr. Du's mouth, and was ashamed to the point of being ashamed of being embarrassed when facing Mr. Du.

Who would this duck's voice be so familiar?

Du Tiancheng had already walked back cursingly, "I have said it many times, I won't let him come, I won't let him come, but I just have to come here every other day. Why is this person so cheap?"

Xiao Yu was stunned, as if this tone of cursing should not appear in the mouth of the director and secretary.

But after all, it seemed that the visiting guest was indeed not very popular.

"Forget it, don't mention him, it makes people feel disgusting when you mention it," Du Tiancheng forced a smile and greeted Xiao Yu and said, "Come on, have tea..."

He picked up the teacup and took a sip. Du Tiancheng smiled bitterly and said, "Look, it's all caused by this guy, the tea is cold. Xiao Yu, wait a moment, I'll change some hot water,"

As he said that, Du Tiancheng picked up the teacup, twisted and walked out.

With a bang, Du Tiancheng hit the corner of the coffee table and grinned in pain.

It seems that this visitor is not only angry at Mr. Du, but also Du Tiancheng is also angry.

Xiao Yu was even more puzzled, who was able to make the father and son so angry.

"I was originally a teacher at the high school department of Chongming Middle School," said Mr. Du. "I once taught a very outstanding student. His comprehensive scores were more than enough to go to the hottest department of Shuimu University. Unfortunately, in the third year of high school, he fell into depravity, went to learn to drink and fight, and chopped people with gangsters on the street... When my students were in the college entrance examination room, he was receiving labor education in the detention center. It was a good seedling, but it was ruined. So many years have passed. This is the thing I am most angry about. He lives a better life now, but I still look down on him all my life. This scum, let alone the students I taught,"

"What's his name?" Xiao Yu asked again gossip.

"...I don't want to mention his name," said Mr. Du. "I feel angry when I think about it. Where did we just say, continue. You said, "Old man, why did I die if I am sick?"

“…”

Xiao Yu thought to himself, and said in vain. After asking several times, the old man still didn't let go.

Xiao Yu always felt that the familiar duck voice was a familiar person he had met before.

Du Tiancheng changed the tea and added tea to Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yuqian took a sip and said, "Good tea,"

The best Dahongpao is a good tea that only a provincial-level boss can enjoy even if it is not a royal offering.

"The old man has always been reluctant to drink it. The supply is only half a pound every year. It was sent by a student of the old man," Du Tiancheng explained with a smile.

Xiao Yu nodded, and did not continue to ask the visitor's news. Instead, he said: "What I just said, "If you die, die, you will die. This sentence is not for the old man, but for the old man's illness. I think I should have a way to kill those cancer cells, and at least, it can also reduce the cancer tumour. Is there any B-ultrasound or CT film that the old man had done before? You can refer to it?"

Mr. Du's eyes lit up, and Du Tiancheng looked disbelief, but he still said: "Yeyouyou, the old man's examination documents have been registered in the hospital's senior officials' ward. I just took a copy. I copied one. I originally copied one and sent it to Dr. Liu Ruoying's side."

"What did Dr. Liu say," Xiao Yu asked: "What do you still remember in the examination documents, is the scope of cancer cells?"

Du Tiancheng thought about it, frowned and shook his head.
Chapter completed!