Tang Xiaochuan asked Professor Zhao for their mother and daughter's affairs and left the hospital.

Professor Zhao and Murong Qingjue took Tang Xiaochuan to the entrance of the hospital, and they watched Tang Xiaochuan leave.

After Tang Xiaochuan left, Murong Qingjue, who was like thousands of years of ice, spoke, "This person is very ordinary!"

"Haha! Ogawa is an upright person and has excellent medical skills. Even I can't get to the point. What's even more valuable is that Ogawa has a innocent heart." Professor Zhao said with a smile.

"Is this person really a farmer?" Murong Qingjue felt a little disbelief.

"Haha! Miss Murong, don't you believe me?" Professor Zhao said.

"Of course not. Professor Zhao, you are a master of the medical field and have a high authority in China. Of course I believe what you said, but I can't believe that such a person would actually be a farmer." Murong Qingjue said.

"Haha!" Professor Zhao smiled and did not speak immediately.

Professor Zhao pondered for a moment. He glanced at the scene around him, pointed to the tall buildings around him, and said in a hurry: "Look, everything in front of you was created by the hands of the peasants, and why are our revolutionary martyrs also peasants?"

When Murong Qingjue heard Professor Zhao's words, she laughed and said with a self-deprecating smile: "Professor Zhao, what you said makes sense. I have received teachings! By the way, you said in the hospital just now that you have no way to deal with my illness. Maybe someone can cure my illness. I want to ask who is the person you are talking about?"

"That person is Tang Xiaochuan!" Professor Zhao said.

"Is it him?" Murong Qingjue was a little surprised!

"That's him. The height that Ogawa's medical skills have reached is something I only saw in my life, so I said that perhaps only he can do your illness." Professor Zhao said.

"Is it him? But he is young, and I think he is only twenty years old. Are you too young?" Murong Qingjue said.

"An old saying goes: If you have a specialty in your profession, your age does not mean your strength. Don't worry! I will not lie to you!" Professor Zhao said.

"Oh no, I forgot to tell him about Xiaochuan's medical treatment just now!" Professor Zhao said.

He just thought about asking Tang Xiaochuan not to forget to study at Emperor Tianzi Medical University, but forgot about asking Tang Xiaochuan to see Murong Qingjue for medical treatment!

Murong Qingjue waved his hand and said, "It's okay, we will always find him."

There was another sentence in Murong Qingjue's mind that she could take advantage of this time to investigate Tang Xiaochuan's background carefully to see what kind of ability Tang Xiaochuan has, which actually made Professor Zhao admire Tang Xiaochuan so much.

Professor Zhao and Murong Qingjue returned to the ward of the leukemia child.

When the little girl and her mother saw that Professor Zhao and the others were back, the middle-aged woman knelt down to Professor Zhao.

After seeing this, Professor Zhao quickly helped the middle-aged woman up and said, "Big girl, what are you doing?"

"You saved my daughter's life, I really don't know how to thank you!" said the middle-aged woman excitedly.

"What you should thank most is not us, but Tang Xiaochuan. He is your benefactor. He not only paid 300,000 yuan in advance for you, but also left you 100,000 yuan in cash for treatment!" Professor Zhao said as he put the card that Tang Xiaochuan gave him in the hands of the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman hesitated and finally took the card down. Her daughter really needs money to treat her illness!

"Xiao Ci! You must remember our benefactor. When you grow up, you must repay our benefactor!" said the middle-aged woman to the little girl.

"Mom! I understand. My benefactor's name is Tang Xiaochuan. Don't worry, I will definitely remember this name in my heart!" said the little girl.

"Mom, I want to meet that big brother. Can I meet him? I want to thank him in person!" Xiaoci said.

"Brother, where is our benefactor? My daughter wants to meet him." said the middle-aged woman.

"Okawa has left! He should come back to see you again, don't worry!" Professor Zhao said.

After hearing this, Xiaoci asked, "Uncle, has the benefactor gone? He saved my life, but I didn't even say thank you!"

"Little girl, don't worry, you will definitely meet Xiaochuan in the future. Your current task is to take good care of your illness. Only when you recover from illness can you meet Xiaochuan!" Professor Zhao said to Xiaoci kindly.

"Well! I will definitely cure the disease. If I grow up and my benefactor doesn't have a wife yet, I will be my benefactor and marry him." Xiaoci said seriously.

"Haha!" Professor Zhao laughed.

Others also smiled, and they thought the child's words were interesting.

Children's words are not bad, so they just listen to them as a joke.

But I didn't know that Xiaoci was serious. Until Xiaoci grew up and became a beauty, there were countless people chasing Xiaoci, and there was still only one person in Xiaoci's heart.

"Mom! I want to change my name." Xiaoci said.

"Daughter, why are you changing your name?" Xiaoci's mother asked in confusion.

"I want to change my name to Song Tang so that I can remember my benefactor forever." Xiaoci said.

"Okay! OK! OK! I agree!" Xiaoci's mother nodded.

Professor Zhao and Murong Qingjue left without staying in the ward for a long time.

Professor Zhao and Murong Qingjue came to the entrance of the hospital and saw a nun walking in front of him. The nun was wearing a monk's robe and looked like spring breeze. The nun was obviously only a few steps away from them, but Professor Zhao and Murong Qingjue felt that the nun seemed to be very far away from them.

The nun is in his twenties and has a beautiful appearance, as if he is a banished immortal who has fallen into the mortal world.

The nun walked past Professor Zhao and Murong Qingjue.

Murong Qingjue stopped and said, "Professor Zhao, have you seen a nun walking past us just now?"

"A nun? No! I didn't see it!" Professor Zhao looked puzzled.

He did not see anyone just now and walked past him.

"No? But I clearly saw it. Who is this nun? It's not simple!" Murong Qingjue thought to himself.

"After going out, let's come here to check it out." Murong Qingjue thought to himself.

...

The nun who walked past Professor Zhao and Murong Qingjue, who came to the ward of the little girl, opened the door and walked in. When she saw the middle-aged woman, the nun said, "There is a polite person here!"

The middle-aged woman looked at the nun and said, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'll look for the inheritor of our Shuiyue Temple, the proud daughter of heaven." After the nun finished speaking, she looked at the little girl who was looking at her angrily on the hospital bed.
Chapter completed!