Chen Jianhua is right. Jiang Hao is 120-hearted about his learning ability. He has the skills to remember everything. Not to mention that they only took half of the classes this semester, they just wanted them to learn two more years, just like him.

Be able to catch up with the course, and even be faster than others.

After some exchanges, Wen Xuejiang was very happy that Jiang Hao would apply for his graduate student. After all, when Jiang Hao took action, he was next to Jiang Hao. His unique acupuncture skills are still fresh in his memory.

If he could come to his postgraduate studies, he would have really found a treasure.

At the same time, Wen Xuejiang said that he would ask Jiang Hao to prepare his ID card, graduation certificate and other related materials, and he would help Jiang Hao submit the application materials.

Jiang Hao's treatment can be imagined by the vice president of the Southern Medical College.

After the practice doctor's certificate has been settled, he has made up his wish. After all, he has peerless medical skills, but he can only wait for death, which is actually quite painful.

This is not about his Virgin, but about his kindness.

When dealing with criminals, he still doesn't ruthlessly when he should attack. After all, he can't remember how many D dealers died at his hands.

After a while, Chen Jianhua's car parked in a villa area. He said to Jiang Hao: "When you arrive, just look at the girl. If it doesn't work, don't force it. Anyway, their family has already tried all the famous doctors, even if it's true.

It doesn’t matter if there is no way, they can bear it in their hearts.”

It turned out that the patient was at home, and suddenly Jiang Hao understood them a little. Maybe this was the helplessness of being a human being.

If the patient's family hadn't really had no choice, they wouldn't have kept the patient at home. His family was not short of money and could not be treated even if sent to the hospital. Staying at home might be better than the hospital.

Chen Jianhua also often came over and helped them in his own way. The reason why he persistently wanted to invite Jiang Hao over must be that Wen Xuejiang talked about a lot of Jiang Hao's magical things.

Not long after Jiang Hao and the others got off the car, He Daoguang, who was following behind, drove back. He didn't pull too far away. After getting off the car, he saw Chen Jianhua still carrying Jiang Hao. He was a little puzzled. He asked at the dinner table just now.

When he was in his opinion, he said that he was a policeman, so why did he bring others here?

Could it be that my granddaughter's illness was caused by someone?

Obviously, He Daoguang was thinking awkwardly, but no normal person thinks that the police came to see the doctor, and only thinks that he came to handle the case.

"Old Chen, why can't I understand your behavior today? Are you hiding something from me?"

He Daoguang asked Chen Jianhua in confusion, they were old friends for many years. He thought that Chen Jianhua should not hide anything from him. Why did he bring the police here now? He is still in the dark.

"What can I hide from you? Come on, it's inconvenient to speak just now. Let me introduce it to you formally. This little comrade is named Jiang Hao, and he is a policeman..."

"I know he's a policeman."

"Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet. Although he is a policeman, he has an extraordinary inheritance of medical skills. Let him see Rourou's illness before talking about it."

Only then did He Daoguang realize that he had misunderstood Chen Jianhua. It turned out that he was looking for a doctor for his granddaughter, but his granddaughter had a terminal illness. So many famous doctors could not do anything about it. A young policeman.

Is there any way?

Although he was suspicious, he did not show any suspicion about Jiang Hao's youth on his face.

They have been seeking medical treatment for many years and have seen any famous doctor. They have long since never made the low-level mistake of judging people by their appearance.

"So that's it, please come with me."

He is already very skilled in such a scene. Every month, one or two friends will introduce famous doctors to treat Rourou. As long as their method does not worsen Rourou's condition, he is willing to try it.

As soon as He Daoguang opened the door and entered the room, he heard a soft voice saying, "Is it grandpa back?"

"That's right, grandpa is back. Grandpa Chen is here to see Rourou this time."

"Hello Grandpa Chen."

Although Rourou opened her eyes, her eyes were blind. She judged where his grandfather was based on her voice alone, and then turned her head in that direction.

"Her eyes?"

Jiang Hao asked curiously, the little girl named Rourou in front of him was about 10 years old, but she was skinny. Logically speaking, such a family could not lack her food, but she was so thin that she saw Jiang Hao very much.

Feeling distressed.

"As the condition worsened, her cornea also fell off and both eyes were invisible."

When talking about his granddaughter, tears flashed in He Daoguang's eyes. His granddaughter was so pitiful. At a young age, he suffered from the pain and torture that she should not have endured.

Seeing Rourou coming over with the help of the nanny, he did not speak anymore, but wiped away the tears in his eyes and said with a forced smile: "Did Rourou listen to a new story today? Grandpa likes it the most

Listen to Rourou tells a story."

"I heard a new story, but today Rourou's body hurts so much that I can't remember it. I will definitely remember it tomorrow. Will I tell my grandpa a story tomorrow?"

At this time, He Daoguang could no longer hold back tears in his eyes, and it flowed down. The pain was on his granddaughter, but it was in his heart. He really hoped that the damn disease was on him and let him go

granddaughter.

"Grandpa, don't cry, I'll tell my story to you now."

The tender and tender voice sounds inexplicably distressing.

"No hurry, grandpa invited guests to see Rourou today. Rourou wanted to listen to his uncle's words later. Whatever his uncle asked, Rourou would say, do you know?"

"I got it, grandpa."

"Police Officer Jiang, please trouble you."

Jiang Hao nodded and said to He Daoguang and the others: "Let's find a place to sit down, I'll give her a pulse."

Then they all sat down in the living room. At this time, He Daoguang brought a vein pillow and placed his soft hands on the vein pillow.

Jiang Hao stretched out his right hand and pressed the inner part of the high bone with the middle fingertip of the palm, which was a protruding bulge under the wrist. Then he lowered his index finger and ring finger, so that all three fingers were pressed on a blood vessel.

The soft arms were a little thin, and accordingly, the blood vessels were very thin, so thin that Jiang Hao could not feel the pulse.

Everyone has a pulse, and Jiang Hao didn't think much about it. Instead, he asked her to change her hands, but he still couldn't touch her pulse.

This is very strange. Jiang Hao then stretched out his hand and placed it on the soft carotid artery. Relatively speaking, the blood vessels in the carotid artery will be thicker and should be able to measure it.

However, the result was unexpected.

Jiang Hao still didn't take out his pulse on the soft carotid artery. He looked at Chen Jianhua in surprise. He must have understood the little girl's situation.

"Yes, Rourou is a man without pulse. Not only does she have no pulse, she also cannot measure her blood pressure."
Chapter completed!