Guo Ruming came out with a wheelchair. Wu Mian greeted him with a smile, "Guo Dao, long time no see."
"Miss Wu, please come again." Guo Ruming said.
Wu Mian glanced at the old man who was wearing an army coat and wrapped himself tightly. There was no similar person around him.
"What about the family?" Wu Mian asked.
"I''m waiting for my luggage." Guo Ruming said with a smile. "I''ll take the old man out first. It''s cold in the airport. I''m afraid the old man is cold. Just get on the bus."
Wu Mian said with a smile, "the old man seems to be afraid of the cold."
"I asked my family and said it was an old habit. I usually wear more clothes than others. When winter comes, I wear three layers inside and three layers outside."
Wu Mian did not smile, but took the wheelchair in awe and asked, "do you want to wait for the next return of the remains of volunteers?"
"Well, I''m going to take some shots during the treatment. Do you think it''s appropriate, Mr. Wu?" asked Guo Ruming.
"No problem. I don''t have any taboos on my side." Wu Mian said, "you take your car."
"The group has been sent, and manager Fang is waiting outside." Guo Ruming said. He rubbed his hands, tightened his clothes and said with a smile, "it''s still cold in the northeast."
"Fortunately, it will be below zero in a few days." Wu Mian pushed his wheelchair and ran to the parking lot.
Chu Zhixi looked at the old man in the wheelchair curiously. The more he went underground, the more cool the wind was. This temperature drop is 1-2 degrees Celsius, but the old man seems to be very sensitive, with empty eyes. After feeling the cold, he subconsciously tucked in his military coat very tightly.
There seemed to be something bulging in his arms. He avoided it carefully when tucking in his clothes.
What a strange old man. Chu Zhixi has seen a lot of patients with Alzheimer''s disease. It''s the first example of this habit.
Although his heart was strange, Chu Zhixi didn''t ask.
Chu Zhixi could feel something strange from his brother''s expression and action. Looking at the back of Wu Mian pushing the wheelchair, she can even feel her brother''s tenderness at the moment.
"Director Guo, we have built a new special needs ward, and the old people live there for the time being." Wu Mian just informed, but did not discuss with Guo Ruming. "At the foot of laogua mountain, there is an orphanage next to it, where several children live."
"Teacher Wu, don''t charge too much." Guo Ruming knew that Wu Mian was magnanimous and didn''t hide it. He said with a smile, "the funds are limited, and I tried to deviate a part."
"Oh, there''s no need to consider this." Wu Mian said, "recent Alzheimer''s patients take my scientific research funds, and the specific fees will be paid after the surgery. It''s a special ward. In fact, there''s nothing too special. Don''t worry."
"That''s good." Guo Ruming said, "if it''s ten thousand dollars a day, the crew really doesn''t have money."
"See what you say." Wu Mian smiled, "how possible."
"Hey."
"If you really want to charge, how can it be so low." Wu Mian said.
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"People who come by private plane don''t care whether it''s ten thousand dollars or one million dollars a day." Wu Mian said. "I charge very freely. It basically depends on my mood."
Guo Ruming was speechless.
Mr. Wu is really casual.
But people have that ability. The last time Guo LIUCai turned into avatar left a deep impression on Guo Ruming. When he went back, he consulted several relevant doctors and learned that the answer was pushed back before he could say one, two or three.
Not to mention this, just for the treatment of Alzheimer''s disease, Guo Ruming knows that no less than ten people are willing to live in laogua mountain for several months with a treatment fee of US $100000 a day.
Money can be earned without it. It can cure Alzheimer''s disease, which is equivalent to prolonging life by ten years.
This kind of God given opportunity can''t be measured by money at all. As an old saying goes, it''s called Xianjia means.
As for Mr. Wu''s saying that he should pay for scientific research, Guo Ruming was not surprised. From the moment Wu Mian took over the wheelchair, he already knew what Wu Mian was thinking.
After seeing the old man on the bus, Wu Mian carefully smoothed the old man''s slightly messy hair at the temples and looked at it again. Then he turned and got off the bus and waited for others to come.
"Miss Wu." manager Fang of the shopping center stood by the car with several security guards.
"Hello, manager Fang." Wu Mian said, "I''ll take the old man to laogua mountain later. Just follow my car."
"Not jianxie hospital?" manager Fang asked.
"Oh, the newly built special needs ward on laogua mountain is quiet, with good equipment." Wu Mian said.
Although manager Fang had doubts, he didn''t dare to ask more and nodded.
When Wu Mian got on the bus, Chu Zhixi asked, "brother, the old man is so strange. It''s not cold this day. Why do you wear so much."
"Why do many doctors have OCD?" Wu Mian asked.
"I''m afraid of an accident." Chu Zhixi looked at Wu Mian and said, "either his own accident or seeing another doctor''s accident will have a projection in psychology and finally map to behavior."
"Well, that''s also the case for the elderly," Wu Mian said. "It''s estimated that it was too cold to stand during the war to resist US aggression and aid Korea. When I came back, I subconsciously added clothes."
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Chu Zhixi can''t imagine that she is a northeast child, and no one has ever worn such thick clothes.
"At that time, it was really cold." Wu Mian looked out of the window and said leisurely.
"I remember. On the first day we went to the United States, we didn''t have a quilt. We covered a blanket and made do with it all night." Chu Zhixi said, "it was cold that day. You were warm in your arms, but my back was cold. I dreamed of sleeping at home and asking my mother to find the thickest quilt for me."
"Silly girl." Wu Mian smiled and touched Chu Zhixi''s hair.
"If you live in laogua mountain, you won''t be noisy by the children."
"I don''t think so." Wu Mian said, "it''s quieter than the hospital. Come to the hospital when you need surgery and go back to live during recovery."
"OK, Mr. Chu always felt lonely, so he began to teach Lin Yun to read. When the old man was better, they might be able to talk together."
"Try to let the old man go back in two years." Wu Mian said.
"So long? Very serious? Many operations?" Chu Zhixi was surprised.
"If you have nothing to do, just stay and take care of yourself. I think the old man is in good health. He is a little old-age sick. Take care of himself by the way." Wu Mian said, "take your feet. By the way, go back to the horse yard and ask the old man what he likes to eat and make it alone every day."
"Oh." Chu Zhixi blinked at Wu Mian. His brother, who never cares about eating and drinking, remembers to open a small stove. It''s really curious.
She blinked and looked at the old man in the car again curiously.
I couldn''t see clearly through the window. I could vaguely see him sitting in the warm car, but he was still tightly wrapped in his military coat, as if he were lying on the cold ice waiting all over the sky.