True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

The pen in the dean's hand fell to the ground.

This patient just came, he didn't get the case, and naturally he couldn't give it to Ying Zijin.

As a result, Ying Zijin just looked at it like this and came to a conclusion? !

And hearing this sentence, the middle-aged man in the wheelchair grabbed the handle tightly, and was extremely shocked: "You—"

Even the Miss Qingjia he met abroad came to this conclusion after examining his body.

The middle-aged man's expression changed completely. He supported the wheelchair, stood up tremblingly, and bowed to the girl.

The young man was startled by his move: "Dad?"

"Sorry doctor, I'm sorry." The middle-aged man was very ashamed. "It's because my vision was too low, I misunderstood you, and I said that to you. I'm really sorry."

He has a bad temper and is very proud, but he will correct his mistakes.

The dean wiped his sweat and was finally able to speak: "Miss Ying, I haven't introduced you yet. This is Professor Ji Feng, and this is his son, Ji Qinglin."

"Well." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "You are radiation, where have you been before?"

Her divine calculation ability has not recovered yet, she is just looking at it again with her years of practice in medicine.

Ji Feng felt even more ashamed when he heard her question.

He didn't expect that she was willing to heal him even after he said that.

"Divine Doctor, my dad was a former national researcher, and now he's retired." Ji Qinglin thought for a while and frowned, "If there was radiation, it should have been twenty-three years ago, but how could it be now..."

It was this year when Ji Feng was diagnosed with stomach cancer.

It's just too late, the cancer is at an advanced stage.

Even if it is radiation, how can it be hidden for 23 years?

"It's nothing to be surprised by." Ying Zijin said lightly, "The world is so big, there are all kinds of surprises, and anything can happen."

"Is it really caused by radiation?" Ji Feng frowned as if thinking of something, "But I was so far away at the time..."

He remembered very clearly that all the people in the central area died within a few months.

He was far away, and while he must have been radiated, not much.

So after the experiment, there was no problem with his body.

Just this year, no more.

If Ying Zijin hadn't said that, Ji Feng would not have thought about it twenty-three years ago.

Ying Zijin raised his eyes and said, "Stretch out your hand."

Ji Feng was very honest now, and obediently stretched out his hand.

Ying Zijin glanced at his lifeline and raised his eyebrows: "It's lucky."

The Shouyuan displayed by this lifeline is eighty years old.

Ji Feng is fifty-three this year and has twenty-seven years to live.

But the premise is that his cancer can be cured.

However, advanced cancer is a fatal disease, and there is no cure for it.

Moreover, Ji Feng dragged on for too long.

Because of the radiation, the stomach cancer he suffered was different from ordinary stomach cancer.

"Magical doctor." Ji Feng was very nervous, "Is there any help?"

To live, no one wants to die.

But he didn't hold out much hope either.

"There are too many cancer cells in your body." Ying Zijin pondered for a while, "I can prolong your life. The pain can't be completely eliminated, it can only be reduced. You have to endure it until you are 80 years old."

Ji Feng's expression lifted: "Can I live to 80?"

Even the Miss Qingjia he met only said that he could live another six years.

It's just that she was in a hurry, and they just left a contact information.

Ji Feng also learned that there is a genius doctor here at Shaoren Hospital, so he came to see it.

Ji Qinglin was also surprised.

After Ji Feng was diagnosed with advanced gastric cancer, he went to hospitals at home and abroad, but there was nothing he could do.

The dean was even more shocked: "Miss Ying, is there a cure for terminal cancer?"

80 years old, some people are dying at that age.

"It can't be considered a cure, it can only be considered a suppression." Ying Zijin stood up, "Go to the operating room."

When she left Norton University, she took some alchemy materials with her.

Exactly, it can be used on Ji Feng.

Ji Qinglin hurriedly pushed Ji Feng over, and the dean also hurriedly followed.

**

Two hours later, the operation was over.

When Ying Zijin got home, it was already half past eight in the evening.

"Yaoyao, you're back." Wen Fengmian was reading the newspaper, and when he heard the movement, he raised his head and smiled, "It's cold, Dad made some soup for you, come and drink some."

"Dad." Ying Zijin walked over, thought about it, and then said, "I saw a patient today."

"Seeing a doctor?" Wen Fengmian disagreed, and was worried, "Yaoyao, you still have to study and participate in competitions, so don't do this kind of thing, it's not good if you're too tired."

Ying Zijin's body had undergone great changes, and Wen Fengmian could not have noticed it.

But he didn't ask.

He knew that this was his daughter, and that had not changed, and that was enough.

"Occasionally." Ying Zijin scooped up a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Wen Fengmian, silent for a moment, "Dad, I found the same symptoms as you in him."

When she checked Wen Fengmian's body, she discovered that Wen Fengmian not only had asthma, but also had cancer in her stomach.

It's the same situation as Ji Feng.

But fortunately, when she woke up, Wen Fengmian still had early gastric cancer, which was very convenient to treat.

This is also the main reason why she will treat Ji Feng.

Wen Fengmian's hand paused and slowly raised his head: "So coincidental?"

He also fell silent for a while before asking, "Yaoyao, what is the name of the person you healed?"

"Ji Feng." Ying Zijin took a sip of the soup, "He's a professor."

Hearing this somewhat familiar name, Wen Fengmian was stunned, feeling as if the next day: "It's him."

"Dad." Ying Zijin looked at him, "If there is anything, don't worry, I'm still here."

Wen Fengmian's body trembled and smiled: "Dad knows."

When his wife left with the eldest daughter, he was not without a blow and was depressed for a long time.

But God gave him another daughter.

He has nothing to regret.

What happened in the past, let it pass.

He didn't want to be bothered anymore.

Wen Fengmian went back to the bedroom, just when Wen Tinglan called him via video call.

"dad."

The boy in the picture is wearing Norton University uniform, with a tall and straight posture, and his facial expressions are also a lot fresher.

The mental disorder of the past has also been completely cured.

At first, Wen Fengmian was a little worried that Wen Tinglan was alone in a foreign country, but then he was relieved.

Norton University is indeed a great place to go.

After listening to Wen Tinglan telling him what happened at school, Wen Fengmian asked, "Yuyu, how is the course? Is it difficult?"

Hearing this question, Wen Tinglan was silent for a while: "It's all good."

Wen Tinglan really didn't dare to tell Wen Fengmian that he just followed his brothers and sisters to make a small new technological weapon. When experimenting with the power of the weapon, he blew up the laboratory.

But the brothers and sisters were very calm, patted him on the shoulder and said that this is very common.

He also said that the brothers and sisters don't know how many bombs have been bombed, you are only one, and you still need a lot of hard work.

It's just that the money for repairing the laboratory has to be deducted from their scholarship, which is a bit inhumane.

Fortunately, Norton University is very rich. As a student of the SS-level college, he not only includes food and accommodation, but also receives a scholarship of 100,000 US dollars every month.

Wen Tinglan now finally understands why his sister made him mentally prepare before sending him on the plane.

This psychological impact is a bit big.

Norton University is indeed a carnival paradise for genius lunatics.

**

the other side.

Pei Tianyi returned to the hotel room after finishing a day of scientific research.

He pressed his eyebrows wearily, turned on the computer, and logged into a forum called "NOK".

This is the account given to him by his mentor, saying that there are many strange people in this forum, and you can browse when you have time.

Of course, Pei Tianyi can only see it on the homepage, he can't enter the hidden section.

The number of users who entered the hidden section from the homepage has not exceeded 100 for so many years.

After all, not everyone can enter the Hidden Alliance.

But occasionally, there are a lot of big guys running to the homepage in a hurry to see what fun things are going on.

At first, Pei Tianyi didn't think there was anything special about this forum, and he didn't even like black tones.

But a while ago, he sent a bounty with the attitude of giving it a try, and someone really helped him solve it.

Pei Tianyi posted the Middle English literature he wanted to translate and set a reward.

There are a total of five documents, each of which is 50,000 yuan.

But after an hour, no one answered.

Pei Tianyi frowned and raised the reward to one million.

If you can understand Middle English, it takes only ten minutes to translate these documents.

He is not short of money. Elan College invests billions in the laboratory every year.

It would be of great help to him if he could translate this document.

Although the reward amount was raised to such a high number, after ten minutes, no one answered.

Pei Tianyi was very irritable, but this was also what he expected.

In these documents, not only Middle English, but also a large number of Old English vocabulary.

There are still people who understand Middle English, but Old English really doesn't exist anymore.

Just when he was about to quit the NOK forum, a box popped up in the system.

Pei Tianyi's eyes froze and he saw clearly.

[The guide has accepted your bounty. 】

Brother Fu, you are such a scheming man :)