Chapter 2508 Gu Jinzhou 208

Turning around quietly, Yan Qingxuan tiptoed back to the room.

When Gu Jinzhou entered the room, he was not asleep yet, but he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

The mattress sank, and Gu Jinzhou stepped over him and lay down beside him.

Yan Qingxuan heard his breathing getting heavier and guessed that he had fallen asleep. He opened his eyes and looked at him in the moonlight.

When I first met him three years ago, he was young, aloof, cold, and arrogant, and he didn't take people seriously. Now he has become more mature than he was three years ago, but he has also become much thinner, and his facial features look more three-dimensional.

She was so thin that even a grown man like him felt sorry for her.

He wondered, when ordinary people become thin, they become emaciated, haggard, or have sagging faces, why is it that he is so thin, but still looks very good? His face is full of collagen, and he looks young.

With this face, not to mention Yan Qingyu, even he couldn't bear to part with it.

Yan Qingxuan quickly turned his back and pounded his forehead, warning himself not to look around and to think about his seriously ill grandfather.

The next morning.

Gu Jinzhou and the Yan family of three went to the hospital.

Yan Hesong is still unconscious.

Yan's father did not sleep all night and was anxiously pacing around outside the intensive care unit.

After hearing Yan's father tell Yan Qingyu and Yan Qingxuan that the old man's condition was not optimistic and the hospital had issued several critical illness notices, Gu Jinzhou made a prompt decision.

He said to Yan's father, "Transfer to another hospital, go to Kyoto for treatment."

Father Yan frowned when he heard this. "My dad is in a coma. He is not fit for the long journey to Kyoto. He just had surgery. It is too dangerous to have another one. He is in the intensive care unit now. If he is transferred to another hospital, the equipment cannot be taken with him. If there is an emergency, it will not be worth it."

Gu Jinzhou thought he was too pedantic.

The hospital has issued a critical illness notice.

At this age, with a cerebral infarction and a critical illness notice, he can live for four or five days at most.

Instead of lying here and waiting to die, why not go to Kyoto and try?

Gu Jinzhou picked up his phone and called his assistant. He raised his chin slightly and ordered, "Immediately arrange a private plane to come to Jinling to pick up Mr. Yan and take him to Kyoto for treatment."

"Okay, Mr. Zhou, I'll arrange it right away."

"Contact the directors of the best hospitals in Kyoto that treat cerebral infarction and arrange for the most famous chief physicians to have a joint consultation. We must make sure that Mr. Yan's illness is cured."

The assistant was embarrassed. “Those doctors are very busy. It’s hard to make an appointment. The appointments are scheduled for several months later.”

"Spend the money, and all the expenses will go into my personal account."

The assistant secretly clicked his tongue, wondering how much money would it cost?

Several major hospitals have invested tens of millions of dollars, but there is no response.

But the leader's order could not be disobeyed, so the assistant agreed: "I'll do it right away, Mr. Zhou."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Jinzhou looked at Yan's father and said, "Uncle, please go to the old man's attending physician to discuss the transfer. As soon as the plane arrives, we will set off to Kyoto to treat the old man."

Father Yan didn't want to accept his favor, but the hospital in Kyoto was better at treating cerebral infarction than that in Nanjing.

Human life is of paramount importance, and he is extremely filial.

Forget it, what is more valuable, face or the old man’s life?

Father Yan turned around and went to find the old man's attending physician to discuss the transfer to another hospital.

In the evening, two private planes arrived in Jinling, and the hospital in Kyoto had also been contacted.

After the 72-hour critical period, under the arrangement of the attending physician, Mr. Yan was carried onto one of the planes. For safety reasons, the attending physician accompanied him and various instruments were equipped.

Gu Jinzhou, Yan Qingyu and others took another plane and flew to Kyoto.

Yan's mother sat in the reclining chair, feeling anxious.

He needs a private jet and spends money to have famous doctors from several major hospitals consult him. How much money will this cost?

I'm afraid tens of millions are not enough, so how could they require hundreds of millions?

It is true that she likes Gu Jinzhou, but she owes him too much and always feels inferior to him.

But to pay back the money, I have to sell the shop in Jinling.

That is the industry on which the Yan family depends for survival.

Gu Jinzhou took a cup of hot milk from the flight attendant and said to Yan Qingyu, "Drink a cup of milk and have a good sleep. You haven't slept well these past few nights."

Yan Qingyu nodded and reached out to take the cup.

Gu Jinzhou didn't hand it to her, but put the cup directly to her lips and fed her.

strangeness.

At first I always thought she was a tough older sister, but now I feel like she is a fragile baby who needs care.

Yan Qingyu drank the milk from his hand.

With every sip, Gu Jinzhou would adjust the angle precisely to ensure that her throat would not be choked.

Only then did Yan Qingyu realize that there was a barrier between genius men and ordinary men.

A genius man like Gu Jinzhou may not be considerate, but once he becomes considerate, no one can surpass him.

Gu Jinzhou looked at her narrow and high nose bridge, thin cheeks, and delicate collarbone, and said, "You are too thin. Go to Kyoto and get some weight loss."

Yan Qingyu hummed.

Gu Jinzhou returned the cup to the flight attendant, reached out to hold Yan Qingyu in his arms, rested her head on his shoulder, and gently stroked her arm with his fingers, as if he was holding a baby.

Father Yan was sitting behind them, his face turning blue with anger!

He felt that Gu Jinzhou was openly provoking him!

But he was grateful for the favor, and he owed the old man a huge favor for treating his illness.

He pursed his lips and swallowed it, feeling even angrier. He was angry at himself for being so weak that he couldn't give his old father the best treatment with his own abilities.

three days later.

After joint diagnosis and treatment by top doctors from top hospitals, Yan Hesong finally woke up.

Although he is still in the intensive care unit, he is conscious and can speak. Although he speaks haltingly, he is awake at least.

Originally in Jinling, all I could do was wait for death.

Yan Qingyu put on sterile clothes and went in to visit Yan Hesong.

Grandpa was finally rescued from the brink of death. Yan Qingyu was so happy that she wanted to cry and her nose was sore.

She warned herself not to cry, but her eyes became moist and tears overflowed.

She held her grandfather's wrinkled hand tightly with her sterile gloved hands.

This hand once held her tender hand, taught her how to draw, write, read, and restore ancient paintings, and accompanied her from childhood to adulthood.

She murmured, "Grandpa, Grandpa."

After these days of anxiety and torment, her voice became very hoarse, as if it had been polished by sandpaper.

Yan Hesong looked at her and wanted to smile, but his facial muscles were out of control.

He twisted his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "Qingyu, dear grandson, don't cry. Grandpa will not die."

Yan Qingyu felt uncomfortable hearing this, but her grandfather did wake up.

It might be difficult to return to the way things were before.

She took a deep breath and nodded vigorously, "Grandpa, you must live a long life. When you are discharged from the hospital, I will accompany you for rehabilitation. When I was a child, you taught me how to walk and talk. Now it's my turn to teach you how to walk and talk."

Yan Hesong forced out a smile with difficulty.

He slowly raised his eyelids and looked outside.

Yan Qingyu asked hurriedly: "Grandpa, you want to see my dad, right?"

Yan Hesong moved his dry lips with great effort and said intermittently: "I had a very long dream. I dreamed of many people, bull-headed people, horse-faced people, gloomy winds, flowers on the other side of the river, and cold springs. I also dreamed of a boat. He grabbed my arm tightly and said he would take me home to find you..."

Yan Qingyu nodded continuously.

Wasn't it Gu Jinzhou who pulled grandpa's life back from the brink of death?

His family was in great danger, but if he hadn't spent money, effort, and used his connections, his grandfather would have really died from the cerebral infarction.

Yan Hesong asked: "Is he here?"

"Yes, he is outside. He heard that you were ill, so he sent me to Jinling and brought you to Kyoto for treatment."

"I want to see him."

"Okay, Grandpa, please wait a moment."

Yan Qingyu walked out.

Father Yan came over and asked, "How is your grandfather? Is he clear-headed? Is he not confused?"

Yan Qingyu said: "Awake."

She looked at the doctor and asked, "My grandpa wants to see someone else, can he?"

The doctor replied: "Yes, but it's better to wait a few hours, otherwise the old man's body won't be able to bear it."

Father Yan asked hurriedly: "Qingyu, does your grandfather want to see me? I'll go get ready."

Yan Qingyu looked at Gu Jinzhou who was standing beside her, "Jinzhou, my grandfather wants to see you."

Father Yan was stunned. His biological father had woken up, so why didn’t he see his biological son, but wanted to see Gu Jinzhou, an outsider?