When Mr. Xiao heard this, he was slightly stunned, and then he thought that after Mr. Sun came back from Yunwu City, he had always lamented that there is no end to learning and that miracle doctors are among the people.

He also asked about it at that time, and Mr. Sun praised the miraculous doctor's medical skills to perfection, and he only thought that Mr. Sun was exaggerating. But now that his old friend specifically mentioned it, he had to think a little more.

"Is this really a miracle doctor?"

Professor Wen nodded: "You don't know. At that time, everyone said that Ziwu's arm was going to be useless. As the top orthopedic expert in our country, Mr. Sun was helpless. As a result, as soon as the miracle doctor took action, it only took a month or two.

Ziwu's arms can move normally, and now he is the leader of the Blade Hunting Team, you will know when you think about it..."

When Mr. Xiao heard this, he became silent. It wasn't that he didn't believe his old friend, but he actually knew one thing very well. Doctors generally specialize in one field. The fact that he could cure Ziwu's wrist meant that he was good at orthopedics. He had esophageal cancer.

Completely different diseases, even if the other party has superb medical skills, they are still very different.

Seeing Mr. Xiao's silence, Professor Wen also thought of his concerns and softened his tone and said: "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, try it. Don't think too much. I will contact that person and come back to try."

"It's not convenient for you to come forward about this matter, so just use my name to find the miracle doctor and say that I am sick. If the news of your illness spreads, I don't know how much impact it will have."

Mr. Xiao didn't say anything, and Professor Wen just took him as his acquiescence.

"I won't talk nonsense. I'm leaving first. You have a good rest..."

After saying this, Professor Wen stood up and prepared to leave.

Xiao Chen stepped forward to see him off at the right time.

The driver was still waiting outside. Professor Wen got in the car and directly told the driver: "Institute of History..."

The driver nodded and drove away directly.

When he arrived at the Institute of History, Professor Wen entered his office and made a direct call.

Liu Jianjun had just returned home from get off work and was about to take a rest when he heard the phone ringing. He answered the phone and heard a voice coming from the other side.

"I'm Wen Chenghua, I'm looking for Jianjun..."

Liu Jianjun was stunned. He didn't expect Professor Wen to call him. He quickly straightened his body and replied: "Professor Wen, I am Liu Jianjun."

Professor Wen on the other end of the phone heard Liu Jianjun's words, smiled and said: "Jianjun, I won't talk nonsense to you. I have something I want to ask you to help me with..."

Liu Jianjun laughed: "If Professor Wen has something to do, just tell me and I will definitely help..."

After hearing this, Professor Wen said directly: "In Yunwu City, Ziwu's arm was injured before. Didn't you find a miracle doctor to treat Ziwu's injury? Now I want you to help me find that miracle doctor again and help me ask about the esophagus

Can cancer be cured?”

Liu Jianjun was shocked when he heard this and asked quickly: "Professor Wen, are you sick?"

Professor Wen coughed slightly: "Yes, the hospital said it was esophageal cancer. Please help me ask."

Liu Jianjun nodded hurriedly: "No problem, I'll go and find out in a moment. How is your health now? Can I help you find a doctor first?"

Professor Wen quickly refused: "No, no, I have already seen the doctor. Now I am undergoing conservative treatment. Please help me ask the miracle doctor how he is doing."

Seeing Professor Wen's refusal, Liu Jianjun did not insist: "No problem, I will ask someone to ask about it later..."

Liu Jianjun did not dare to disclose Qiao Muyue's identity and could only ask someone to ask.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Professor Wen breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll trouble you then!"

"No trouble, no trouble, then I'll hang up the phone first."

Liu Jianjun hung up the phone, thought for a while, picked up the car keys and went out.

He had been to Qiao Muyue's community several times, and the road was still familiar, so he arrived downstairs soon and looked at the time. It was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening. Although it was not good to disturb him, his condition was more important now, and he also

I can only disturb you.

Knocking on the door of Qiao Muyue's house, it happened to be Qiao Muyue who opened the door.

Qiao Muyue looked at Liu Jianjun outside the door, a little surprised: "What's going on so late?"

Then he added: "Let's talk first..."

Liu Jianjun saw Wu Chuanqin and Qiao Guilin when he entered the door. He quickly called people: "Uncle Qiao and Aunt Wu..."

Wu Chuanqin and Qiao Guilin were also familiar with Liu Jianjun. They quickly asked Liu Jianjun to sit down and then poured him water.

Liu Jianjun quickly said politely: "Auntie, please stop being busy. I have something to do with Sister Qiao. I will leave as soon as I finish talking."

Seeing that Liu Jianjun's expression was not good, Qiao Muyue said to her parents: "You have been tired for the whole day. Go and have a rest. I will just talk to Brother Liu."

In recent days, my father is learning to drive and building a vegetable greenhouse, and my mother has begun to deal with follow-up issues at the private kitchen. They are indeed very busy.

Wu Chuanqin and Qiao Guilin did not interrupt the young man's conversation, nodded and returned to the room.

"What's up?"

Qiao Muyue asked directly.

Liu Jianjun thought for a moment and said, "Sister Qiao, do you know how to treat esophageal cancer?"

Qiao Muyue was startled, then glanced at Liu Jianjun, breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked: "Is it the elders in your family who got it?"

Esophageal cancer is a geriatric disease, most commonly seen in people between the ages of sixty and seventy. Liu Jianjun must be so worried because he is a relatively close elder.

Liu Jianjun nodded slightly. The Wen family had a good relationship with the Liu family. Professor Wen had watched him grow up and was also his elder.

Qiao Muyue thought for a while and said: "I can't give you a definite answer. Esophageal cancer is a disease of the elderly. It is a lesion formed over many years and does not happen overnight. Moreover, the physical functions of the elderly have also declined. Sometimes even if it can be treated, it is not as good as

No treatment!”

Qiao Muyue did not guarantee that she was not a fairy and could cure any disease.

Seeing what Qiao Muyue said, Liu Jianjun was not anxious anymore. It would be great if he had the chance. It was much better than rejecting him outright.

"Do you have anything going on tomorrow? If nothing happens, I will take you to see my elder!"

Liu Jianjun said.

Qiao Muyue thought for a while and said: "I'm going to school tomorrow morning to apply for leave. You tell me the address and I'll go directly there after finishing it..."

"My elder works at the Institute of History. Tell me what time you can arrive, and I will pick you up in advance!"

Liu Jianjun said.

Qiao Muyue was shocked, Institute of History?

She subconsciously asked, "Professor Wen?"

In her impression, Professor Wen and Liu Jianjun also had a very good relationship. He said that they were the elders at the Institute of History, and Qiao Muyue thought of Professor Wen.

Liu Jianjun nodded: "Yes!"

Qiao Muyue subconsciously retorted: "Impossible!"

She had just visited Professor Wen in the afternoon. He was in good health. Judging from his aura and facial expression, it was impossible for him to get sick, especially for a serious disease like esophageal cancer. His appearance would definitely show it. As long as Professor Wen got it, there was no way he could hide it.

she.

Liu Jianjun was stunned: "Why is it impossible?"
Chapter completed!