National Treasure Level Scholar

CHAPTER 116

Chapter 116

    Academician Pan made a special trip to Jinghua University just to tell Ming Xia about Minister Feng's request. Now, since she has made a decision, he has other books to deal with, so naturally he won't stay. The two chatted a few more words about quantum communication, and Ming Xia politely sent Academician Pan to the car, then sorted out the documents she held in her arms, relaxed her arms, and prepared to walk to the dormitory.

    The catkins are fluttering, white as snow, better than the sky is clear, the sun is soft and warm, shining on people, not too hot, but very comfortable.

    The phone rang suddenly, and Ming Xia took it out to see that it was Professor Jiang Haichao calling, so she answered it with a smile: "Hello? Professor, I'm Ming Xia..."

    However, when she heard clearly that Professor Jiang Haichao said But when he said that, he was so dazed that he let go, and the documents in his hand fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, only the mobile phone was tightly held by his ear, and it became even tighter.

    "Sister Ming, your graduation defense is over, and it feels like..." Wu Qiqi had just finished class and came to find Ming Xia who was doing her graduation defense, and happened to meet her by chance on the side of the small road. As soon as she opened her mouth, she saw the materials in Ming Xia's hands dropped on the ground, but she didn't care to pick them up, she turned around and ran towards the north gate of the school.

    A ray of light rises from the sky, bringing a linear light, and the dark night gradually dissipates, turning into a pleasant day.

    Today is another ordinary day.

    Lying on the bed with tired eyes open, Zhang Disheng looked at the tree outside the window and nodded secretly.

    Well, the people in the hospital took good care of it. The leaves are a little greener than last month, and they can still shine brightly. It’s so beautiful and full of life. He feels that the pain on his body has also eased. Some, although the effect is not very obvious.

    With a "click", the door of the ward was opened, and the experienced Nurse Wang who was specially assigned to take care of Mr. Zhang walked in lightly. Noticing that Mr. Zhang had opened his eyes, she relaxed her tense body, walked over, helped to adjust the quilt, called a nurse on duty, and called an orderly who was in charge of taking care of Mr. Zhang. Together, the three of them, He helped Mr. Zhang up, and moved the pillow on him to a more comfortable angle.

    "Mr. Zhang, how do you feel today?" After finishing all this, Nurse Wang asked Mr. Zhang with a smile, "The doctor gave you a higher dose of medicine. You should have gone to bed earlier last night."

    It turned out that the dose had been increased Ah... It seems that his illness is getting worse, and the medicine doesn't work much anymore.

    Zhang Difan sighed in his heart.

    During this period of time, because the pain was so painful that he couldn't sleep, he could not control it all night, or he couldn't close his eyes for two or three days in a row, or he would faint for a day when he closed his eyes Overnight, this state has been maintained for almost a month.

    Alas, he is sick and old, and the lamp is exhausted.

    Seeing that Nurse Wang was still waiting for his answer, Zhang Difan blinked his slightly sore eyes, thought for a while, and spoke with a slightly hoarse voice and lack of strength, so he spoke in a very soft voice: "Yes... sorry for your trouble. "