After receiving Professor Fang, he cautiously went back to the ward to see the patient before the operation. He confirmed that there was no operation contraindication and went on stage for operation.


    Professor Fang''s level is indeed high. Over the years, the years have not reduced his level. On the contrary, with the accumulation of experience, his level is a little higher than that of Han Quinn when he studied in modu.


    A descending colon tumor removal and lymph node dissection only opened two holes and completely ended in 1 hour and 55 minutes.


    The operation was clean and impeccable.


    Han Quinn admired him, but he was curious about what happened last night. He didn''t know if Mr. Wu would do so well.


    It is estimated that it will be a little worse. After all, age and experience are here.


    Han Quinn didn''t mean any harm. He just thought about it casually and was very interesting. He didn''t ask Professor Fang such a sharp question.


    "Mr. Fang, let''s not hurry back," said Han Quinn. "It happened that it snowed yesterday. Let''s go to Xuexiang for a night today."


    Professor Fang would definitely refuse to go anywhere else, without any hesitation at all. But going to snow village... Southerners rarely see snow. It seems that it''s OK to stay one night.


    When Professor Fang hesitated, Han Quinn quickly persuaded him. Then he contacted the home stay in Xuexiang and drove there after a simple meal.


    It was the weekend that the locals in Northeast China were not interested in Xuexiang, and the people in the South did not come to see the snow on a large scale. There were not many people in Xuexiang, which was pure and quiet.


    Professor Fang''s doctor is busy. Han Quinn can see that this may be Professor Fang''s direct disciple and has unlimited future.


    I lived in Xuexiang and had a big goose stewed in an iron pot.


    There was heavy snow outside, and the house was warm and burning. The stove red half of the house. What burned was not gas or honeycomb briquette, but pure firewood, which could never be seen in the city.


    "The snow is too heavy," Professor Fang said after dinner, put on the military coat specially prepared by Han Quinn, walked out of the guest house and stood in the snow.


    "Mr. Fang, don''t talk and listen carefully." Han Quinn smiled.


    Professor Fang was silent and listened.


    The sound of snowflakes fluttering on the ground of sorghum can be heard faintly. The beautiful sound makes people''s heart sound in a trance, and the whole person is clear. This is an unspeakable beauty and a gift from nature.


    The hustle and bustle of the city was now put down. Professor Fang listened quietly. After a long time, he took a breath and praised, "good, good!"


    "Ha ha." Han Quinn was satisfied with Professor Fang, and he was also sincerely happy.


    Dr. Liang is in his thirties, but it seems that he saw snow for the first time. He stepped on the snow happily and took many photos with his mobile phone.


    "Mr. Fang, our northeast is different from the south. We used to be called a bitter cold place with a vast area and few people. Come next summer and I''ll take you to Lindu." Han Quinn said, "now we don''t allow cutting trees or firewood for heating. The air in Lindu is good..."


    He thought for a while and then said, "I went once this year. I went out of the hotel one morning and took two breaths of air. I almost didn''t get drunk."


    "Oxygen drunk?" Professor Fang asked in surprise.


    "HMM." Han Quinn nodded. "There are ancient castles and villas in the mountains of Lindu. They are decorated in European style. I think they are neither fish nor fowl. But the conditions are good. Let''s have some wine in the evening and go out to see the stars in the middle of the night."


    Professor Fang is excited about it.


    "The Milky way is bright, which is absolutely invisible in big cities." Han Quinn said. "I don''t know what stars, but looking at them makes people feel extra quiet."


    "Looking up at the stars? That''s really good." Professor Fang said, "you asked me out several times before, but I didn''t have time. Next summer, let''s..."


    Then Professor Fang''s cell phone rang.


    "Professor Fang, Hello, this is Lu Yunge. Do you remember me?" Professor Fang answered the phone and a voice came out.


    The snow was quiet, and Han Kuisheng listened clearly.


    Lu Yunge?


    The leader of Xuexiang?!


    Why is he still in touch with Mr. Fang? Han Quinn was stunned and pricked up his ears to listen to gossip.


    "Er... Lu Yunge... Sorry... You are..." Professor Fang can''t remember this person at all.


    "Professor Fang, you are a noble and forgetful person. You cut my appendix when I was in mordu 12 years ago." Lu Yunge said with a smile, "I saw Dr. Xiao Liang''s circle of friends, so I knew you came to us."


    "Oh, I just arrived today."


    "Why don''t you say it? I''ll go right away and wait for me." Lu Yunge said, and hung up immediately before Professor Fang refused. It is estimated that I will drive directly to see Professor Fang.


    Professor Fang smiled bitterly, "Alas, there are still these things when you come out to have a rest."


    "Luyun Pavilion is the leader of Xuexiang." Han Quinn said.


    Professor Fang shook his head, "Liang Zi!"


    "Teacher, what''s the matter?" Dr. Liang immediately ran over and asked.


    "Do you have a connection with luyunge?" Professor Fang''s mind was flexible and was only close to the truth in an instant.


    "Er... No," said Dr. Liang. "It is estimated that the patients with previous operations had mobile phone numbers, and later added wechat."


    "Oh, I''ll go to the snow hot spring. You watch here," Professor Fang said. "When he comes, you block it and say I don''t have time."


    "OK." Dr. Liang answered.


    "Let''s go and hide. The snow is quiet and entertaining. It''s really boring." Professor Fang sighed.


    Han Quinn is speechless. Xuexiang is a county-level city. Although the level is a little lower, the leader of this side


    Alas, I have to be a professor in the first tier cities. The demeanor that people casually show is awesome!


    "Mr. Fang, let''s go to the snow hot spring." Han Quinn said hurriedly, "I''m going to prepare a pot of tea. There are tea trays floating on the water. They are specially made. It''s hot all over. At that time, I''ll drink another sip of tea. It feels different from you drinking tea at home."


    "Walking!" Professor Fang was particularly interested.


    "What kind of tea do you like?"


    "Longjing and Maojian are OK. The newer the better."


    "OK, I''ll prepare," Han Quinn said with a smile. "I knew you liked this Longjing this year when I was studying in modu. It''s just a coincidence."


    Han Quinn went to prepare. Ten minutes later, they went down to the hot spring.


    The water vapor is dense, and the tea fragrance is vaguely floating. Snowflakes fall in the sky, which is not like the world.


    After drinking a mouthful of tea and tasting the fragrance of tea, Professor Fang immersed his body in the hot spring water with satisfaction, and his comfortable expression filled his face.


    Teacher Fang is happy, and Han Quinn is also happy.


    But at this time, the mobile phone ring again "uninteresting", tearing the silence of the snow hot spring.


    Professor Fang stood up from the water and said unhappily, "there is no quiet time all day."