Lucky? Fengwazi's grandfather was confused. Why didn't he suddenly mention the word "luck"? He got married before he was born, lost his trust shortly after he was born, and he was innate. He learned to take medicine before he could eat. He just stayed in the hospital when he was sensible. He was five years old but couldn't learn it in a day. No matter where he had such an experience, it would be a very unfortunate life. How can the word "luck" start?

"Why are you lucky?" Thinking of Feng Wazi's misfortune, the old man couldn't help but feel soft, and a feeling of regret arises.

"Why are you unlucky? Oh, grandpa, listen to me tell you..." As if you didn't notice your grandpa's expression at all, Fengwazi was very happy and his voice became very light. "Look, although I was in poor health, I met good people since the beginning. When I entered the hospital, I transferred from the health center to the people's hospital in this city, how many good people have I met along the way."

After thinking about it carefully, the old man couldn't help but nodded. No, before Feng Wazi was diagnosed with this disease, he had never had his own acre of three-point land in his life. To put it bluntly, before, the farthest place he went was just a market in the town. Feng Wazi's disease could not be seen in the town's health center. The county hospital recommended the transfer to the hospital for treatment. If it weren't for meeting good people all the way, let alone the smooth transfer to the hospital, the old man who didn't know a few words would have become the headless fly that had already hit him.

After entering the Municipal People's Hospital, I was even more lucky. As soon as I came across Dr. Fang, a doctor with a skillful and extremely responsible medical skills, the nurses at the nurse station took care of Feng Wazi in various ways. If this was just a care for Feng Wazi's condition, then the next step was that the old man had to work in the hospital to maintain the lives of the grandfather and grandson, and the patients in the ward, Dr. Fang's lover and nurses at the nurse station helped Feng Wazi improve their lives, which was the extra effort.

Later, when he learned about Feng Wazi's situation, the commander of his son's army provided assistance to them. The hospital also took care of Feng Wazi's specific situation with Dr. Fang's active efforts. The hospital reduced a large part of his treatment costs. When contacting a suitable replacement heart source (although this is not available now), the Commander Ouyang, who had been helping them for free, even helped Feng Wazi get enough donations to complete the surgery.

The operation is about to be done, but before the operation begins, my grandson's disease is misdiagnosed, avoiding more serious consequences due to misdiagnosis...

According to this thought, my grandson really met noble people all the way, which can be called "lucky".

Looking at his grandfather's obviously changing expression, Feng Wazi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his grandfather had been a little moved by himself.

"Hey, grandpa, you think so too, right? God has helped me so much along the way. It makes no sense to put me on the same page when I have seen hope of healing, right?" Feng Wazi leaned slightly, secretly raised her eyelids, and observed every slight change in her grandpa's expression without any trace.

Although Zi said that he was not talking about strange powers and the magical things had no scientific basis, they had extraordinary influence on the old man who was not well educated. The old man believed this! As expected, compared to Dr. Fang's previous logical and well-founded analysis and explanation (although Feng Wazi's grandfather was very detailed in Dr. Fang, he was not very educated and really didn't understand it.), Feng Wazi's argument that had no scientific argument made the old man convinced him even more.

"If it is really not cured..." Feng Wazi tentatively mentioned this again.

"If it is really not cured, it is our fate. It is because we have not cultivated enough blessings in our previous life, so we can't blame anyone! On that day, don't be afraid. When grandpa takes care of everything, he will come to accompany you again." Feng Wazi's grandfather sighed and said.

Feng Wazi opened her mouth and wanted to persuade her, but in the end she couldn't speak out. I believe that for so many years, Feng Wazi knew more than anyone else about her grandfather's meaning to her grandfather. To some extent, she was the pillar of her grandfather's survival and the meaning of survival. If she went there, her grandfather would probably collapse. Even if she was still alive, she was just a walking corpse. No matter how she persuaded her, it would be useless.

A trace of perseverance flashed across his childish face. Feng Wazi knew that even for his grandfather, he had to live well!

"Grandpa, don't worry, Feng Wazi will be fine, it will be fine!" Holding her grandpa's hand tightly, Feng Wazi said firmly. After speaking, he raised his head and looked at Dr. Fang, "Doctor Fang, please, can you please contact Dr. Xiao Song for help? We decided to receive her treatment. No matter what the result is, we will not complain!"

"Okay!" Dr. Fang nodded. The last choice of Fengwazi's grandson and grandson had to be relieved. Fengwazi's illness can only be treated with treatment. Although Dr. Fang always felt that Dr. Xiao Song could definitely help Fengwazi cure it, but this feeling of no basis cannot be explained, let alone persuaded. What the doctor can do is to analyze various situations to the patient in detail as much as possible. Such persuasion with subjective emotions is absolutely impossible. The doctor can investigate the condition and provide treatment plans, but the patient's decision on whether to treat it in the end. Fortunately, Fengwazi's grandson's last choice did not disappoint him.

"Okay, since you have decided, I will contact Dr. Xiao Song again. Feng Wazi, you have been out for so long, and it's time to go back to the ward to have a good rest, only..."

"Only by greeting treatment in the best condition can the success rate be improved?" Feng Wazi continued the conversation playfully.

"It's good to know, why don't you go!" Dr. Fang said seriously, but the corner of his mouth faintly raised leaked his mood.

Feng Wazi has made a decision, and on the other side, what is Jian'er doing at this time?

"Damn it!" He cursed fiercely, and then poured a big mouthful of water into his mouth. Jian'er took a deep breath and tried to control the urge to smash the cup in his hand on the ground.

"Damn!" The second voice of "Damn" rushed out.

Lucky? Fengwazi's grandfather was confused. Why didn't he suddenly mention the word "luck"? He got married before he was born, lost his trust shortly after he was born, and he was innate. He learned to take medicine before he could eat. He just stayed in the hospital when he was sensible. He was five years old but couldn't learn it in a day. No matter where he had such an experience, it would be a very unfortunate life. How can the word "luck" start?

"Why are you lucky?" Thinking of Feng Wazi's misfortune, the old man couldn't help but feel soft, and a feeling of regret arises.

"Why are you unlucky? Oh, grandpa, listen to me tell you..." As if you didn't notice your grandpa's expression at all, Fengwazi was very happy and his voice became very light. "Look, although I was in poor health, I met good people since the beginning. When I entered the hospital, I transferred from the health center to the people's hospital in this city, how many good people have I met along the way."

After thinking about it carefully, the old man couldn't help but nodded. No, before Feng Wazi was diagnosed with this disease, he had never had his own acre of three-point land in his life. To put it bluntly, before, the farthest place he went was just a market in the town. Feng Wazi's disease could not be seen in the town's health center. The county hospital recommended the transfer to the hospital for treatment. If it weren't for meeting good people all the way, let alone the smooth transfer to the hospital, the old man who didn't know a few words would have become the headless fly that had already hit him.

After entering the Municipal People's Hospital, I was even more lucky. As soon as I came across Dr. Fang, a doctor with a skillful and extremely responsible medical skills, the nurses at the nurse station took care of Feng Wazi in various ways. If this was just a care for Feng Wazi's condition, then the next step was that the old man had to work in the hospital to maintain the lives of the grandfather and grandson, and the patients in the ward, Dr. Fang's lover and nurses at the nurse station helped Feng Wazi improve their lives, which was the extra effort.

Later, when he learned about Feng Wazi's situation, the commander of his son's army provided assistance to them. The hospital also took care of Feng Wazi's specific situation with Dr. Fang's active efforts. The hospital reduced a large part of his treatment costs. When contacting a suitable replacement heart source (although this is not available now), the Commander Ouyang, who had been helping them for free, even helped Feng Wazi get enough donations to complete the surgery.

The operation is about to be done, but before the operation begins, my grandson's disease is misdiagnosed, avoiding more serious consequences due to misdiagnosis...

According to this thought, my grandson really met noble people all the way, which can be called "lucky".

Looking at his grandfather's obviously changing expression, Feng Wazi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his grandfather had been a little moved by himself.

"Hey, grandpa, you think so too, right? God has helped me so much along the way. It makes no sense to put me on the same page when I have seen hope of healing, right?" Feng Wazi leaned slightly, secretly raised her eyelids, and observed every slight change in her grandpa's expression without any trace.

Although Zi said that he was not talking about strange powers and the magical things had no scientific basis, they had extraordinary influence on the old man who was not well educated. The old man believed this! As expected, compared to Dr. Fang's previous logical and well-founded analysis and explanation (although Feng Wazi's grandfather was very detailed in Dr. Fang, he was not very educated and really didn't understand it.), Feng Wazi's argument that had no scientific argument made the old man convinced him even more.

"If it is really not cured..." Feng Wazi tentatively mentioned this again.

"If it is really not cured, it is our fate. It is because we have not cultivated enough blessings in our previous life, so we can't blame anyone! On that day, don't be afraid. When grandpa takes care of everything, he will come to accompany you again." Feng Wazi's grandfather sighed and said.

Feng Wazi opened her mouth and wanted to persuade her, but in the end she couldn't speak out. I believe that for so many years, Feng Wazi knew more than anyone else about her grandfather's meaning to her grandfather. To some extent, she was the pillar of her grandfather's survival and the meaning of survival. If she went there, her grandfather would probably collapse. Even if she was still alive, she was just a walking corpse. No matter how she persuaded her, it would be useless.

A trace of perseverance flashed across his childish face. Feng Wazi knew that even for his grandfather, he had to live well!

"Grandpa, don't worry, Feng Wazi will be fine, it will be fine!" Holding her grandpa's hand tightly, Feng Wazi said firmly. After speaking, he raised his head and looked at Dr. Fang, "Doctor Fang, please, can you please contact Dr. Xiao Song for help? We decided to receive her treatment. No matter what the result is, we will not complain!"

"Okay!" Dr. Fang nodded. The last choice of Fengwazi's grandson and grandson had to be relieved. Fengwazi's illness can only be treated with treatment. Although Dr. Fang always felt that Dr. Xiao Song could definitely help Fengwazi cure it, but this feeling of no basis cannot be explained, let alone persuaded. What the doctor can do is to analyze various situations to the patient in detail as much as possible. Such persuasion with subjective emotions is absolutely impossible. The doctor can investigate the condition and provide treatment plans, but the patient's decision on whether to treat it in the end. Fortunately, Fengwazi's grandson's last choice did not disappoint him.

"Okay, since you have decided, I will contact Dr. Xiao Song again. Feng Wazi, you have been out for so long, and it's time to go back to the ward to have a good rest, only..."

"Only by greeting treatment in the best condition can the success rate be improved?" Feng Wazi continued the conversation playfully.

"It's good to know, why don't you go!" Dr. Fang said seriously, but the corner of his mouth faintly raised leaked his mood.

Feng Wazi has made a decision, and on the other side, what is Jian'er doing at this time?

"Damn it!" He cursed fiercely, and then poured a big mouthful of water into his mouth. Jian'er took a deep breath and tried to control the urge to smash the cup in his hand on the ground.

"Damn!" The second voice of "Damn" rushed out.

"Okay!" Dr. Fang nodded. The last choice of Fengwazi's grandson and grandson had to be relieved. Fengwazi's illness can only be treated with treatment. Although Dr. Fang always felt that Dr. Xiao Song could definitely help Fengwazi cure it, but this feeling of no basis cannot be explained, let alone persuaded. What the doctor can do is to analyze various situations to the patient in detail as much as possible. Such persuasion with subjective emotions is absolutely impossible. The doctor can investigate the condition and provide treatment plans, but the patient's decision on whether to treat it in the end. Fortunately, Fengwazi's grandson's last choice did not disappoint him.

"Okay, since you have decided, I will contact Dr. Xiao Song again. Feng Wazi, you have been out for so long, and it's time to go back to the ward to have a good rest, only..."
Chapter completed!