Upon hearing this, Yang Zhaolin looked at the office and frowned: "They are going to give Teacher Xin a task. This task is not in our field. We were still calculating the data, because of this matter, Teacher Xin has been calling inside for a long time."

Yang Zhaolin didn't have long entered this laboratory, but he also knew that there were competition in places where there were people. Xin Shun had just returned from the federal side and inherited Dean Li's laboratory. There were many people who were jealous of him.

Not to mention, President Xu wished he could clean up all the people from President Li's sect.

"What is the task?" Meng Fu lowered his voice.

"I heard from Teacher Fang and the others that it seems to be a computer department project above, which is intelligently developed data. You know the people above do whatever they think. Our current level of computer project is simply not enough, let alone our mathematics field," Yang Zhaolin said this, and his expression was very cold. "Dean Xu was worried that he would not find an opportunity to deal with us, so this opportunity came and he gave this computer project to Teacher Xin."

"Network neurons?" Meng Fu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yang Zhaolin vaguely remembered the word, "It's this, Teacher Xin is still arguing with Dean Xu. There are only a few people in our laboratory. After Senior Brother Guan left, there are more people who want to leave. This matter is also the norm in the circle. Teacher Xin is still arguing with Dean Xu, and this matter must always have a result."

Meng Fu nodded and went to see the others in the office. Meng Xun was calculating the algorithm with Jin Zhiyuan.

The spacecraft was stranded, and there was not much content assigned to their laboratory.

In the office, Xin Shun hung up the phone with a "splash" and opened the door and was about to come out with a cold face. After seeing Meng Fu, his inner depression became much less. He put away a little irritability and smiled: "Are you finished your work?"

"Yes." Meng Fu nodded. She looked at Xin Shun's expression and was slightly silent: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay," Xin Shun shook his head. He held his cell phone and hurriedly greeted Meng Fu, "I'll go out to find Vice-President Zou. It's holiday this afternoon, so everyone can do it."

After saying that, Xin Shun hurriedly left.

After Meng Xun and Jin Zhiyuan talked, they came to find Meng Fu: "Sister."

Meng Fu turned around, his eyebrows and eyes were sparse: "Do you encounter any problems?"

"No," Meng Xun became more calmer than before. When she said this, she lowered her voice, "I'll go back to my aunt's house with you."

Xin Shun gave the laboratory a vacation, and Meng Xun had nothing else to do if she stayed there.

"Okay," Meng Fu wanted to go back and do another acupuncture for Yang Lai. She took out the mask, "You go and clean up."

Meng Xun quickly packed up her things and left with Meng Fu.

Yang Zhaolin did not go back with them.

After watching Xin Shun and Meng Fu and others leave, the others surrounded Yang Zhaolin, and their tone was filled with worry: "You said that this task will not really fall on us, right?"

"We must believe in Teacher Xin." Yang Zhaolin pursed his lower lips.

The others looked different and didn't say anything, but Teacher Fang's departure had already given their trust a discount.

**

Meng Xun and Meng Fu returned to the Yang family together.

Mrs. Yang was watching Meng Fu give Yang Lai acupuncture.

"Who did Afu learn his medical skills?" Mrs. Yang looked at Meng Fu's acupuncture and was straightforward and neat, much more neat than the traditional Chinese medicine techniques she had seen before.

She lowered her voice and asked.

Yang Hua looked at Meng Fu's movements and her eyes became gentle, "Her Master."

"Her Master?" This is not the first time Mrs. Yang heard Yang Hua mention Meng Fu's master, "Then her master must be an amazing person."

Can teach apprentices like Meng Fu.

Yang Hua fell into memories and after a moment, she spoke softly, "Yes."

Meng Fu pulled out the last golden needle on Yang Lai's leg, pressed his hand on several acupoints, and raised his head, "Uncle, how do you feel?"

"Very good." Every time Yang Lai gets acupuncture after Meng Fu, he feels that his legs are getting better. At this time, he even has a feeling that he seems to be able to stand up again on the ground...

"The medicine needs to be taken." Meng Fu's spirit was obviously not as good as before. Her voice was faint, and there was a scattered feeling between her eyebrows, making it difficult for people to notice her condition at this time.

Only Yang Hua looked at Meng Fu.

Meng Fu took away the golden needle, she leaned against the back of the sofa chair, and then looked at Yang Lai with a smile, "Uncle, try it, can you stand up with Yang Jiu?"

Hearing this, the people in the hall were quiet for a moment.

Even Yang Hua couldn't help but look at Meng Fu, and disbelief appeared in her eyes: "Ah, Ah Fu, what you mean is..."

"That's right," Meng Fu narrowed his eyes and smiled lazyly, "Uncle, you try."

Before Meng Fu said that, Yang Lai had some premonition.

The legs are his own, and he knows the state of his legs more than anyone else.

Meng Fu said now that his hands on the wheelchair were trembling, =.

Yang Jiu's eyes turned red and he hurriedly approached and came to help Yang Lai: "Mr. Yang, I will help you."

His hands were trembling a little, holding Yang Lai's arm.

Yang Lai held the wheelchair with one hand and Yang Jiu with the other. When he stood up, his legs could not control themselves, and a numbness spread from the soles of his feet. He could not feel his legs, but could only feel the numbness and tingling.

Obviously, just the action of standing up had already put a heavy load on his body, and layers of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, which was similar to when Meng Fu gave him acupuncture.

He stopped for a minute in the middle, and finally put down the armrest of the wheelchair and stood up with Yang Jiujiu support.

Yang Lai is very tall. Even if he is not standing very straight and his legs are still bent, he can tell that he is 1.8 meters tall.

Mrs. Yang sat next to Yang Hua. She looked at Yang Lai standing up, covered her mouth with her hands, and her eyes that were usually gentle were shining with tears.

"Bang--"

Yang Lai couldn't hold on and sat back.

However, he was not at all depressed, but looked up and looked at Meng Fu. The first time he used such a disobedient excitement, even his hands on the armrest were trembling, "I can... stand up..."

Yang Hua also looked at Meng Fu, her eyes relaxed and excited.

Meng Fu knew that Yang Hua had a knot in her heart since she knew that Yang Lai's legs were abandoned because she wanted to pick her up.

Meng Fu didn't know how to pay it back if he owed Yang Hua. When Yang Hua took her back from the trash can, this was the first debt that Meng Fu could not pay.

Meng Fu was more serious than anything about Yang Lai, so serious that he even exposed his own risks.

At this moment, Meng Fu was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. She picked up the teacup, raised the cup to Yang Lai, and smiled with her eyebrows and eyes: "Congratulations, uncle."

"Thank you, thank you, A Fu..." Mrs. Yang kept sitting in the chair blankly. At this time, she finally realized. She turned around suddenly and grabbed Meng Fu's hand, her voice even more swallowed.

For more than 30 years, Mrs. Yang has seen Yang Lai feel depressed and given up on himself. Even though she succeeded later, her legs have always been Mrs. Yang's biggest regret.

"It's just the beginning. I'll tell you a special reconstruction process for my uncle later," Meng Fu thought for a while, "The reconstruction process is Lele...Doctor Qiao Le will help my uncle. With her here, you will be able to stand up soon."

"You said Dr. Qiao..." Mrs. Yang had seen all Meng Fu's variety shows, not to mention that Qiao Le was invited by Dr. Qin to do a rebuilding for Yang Lai for a period of time.

Before this, Mrs. Yang, like netizens, thought that it was basically Qiao Le's credit for Xiao Wei's ability to stand up, and Qiao Le was invited by the Traditional Chinese Medicine Base after that.

Her set of acupuncture methods has become a unique acupuncture in the traditional Chinese medicine industry. There are countless paralyzed people waiting to see her every day. Qiao Le has already gained a certain reputation in the traditional Chinese medicine industry.

But when Qiao Le talks to Mrs. Yang and the others, he is always very modest and seriously says that there are other people who are truly powerful. Her acupuncture is taught by others.

At that time, Mrs. Yang and the others always felt that Qiao Le was too modest.

But now...

Mrs. Yang looked at Meng Fu, and she felt that the set of acupuncture techniques that Qiao Le mentioned should be taught by Meng Fu.

The Yang family was happy today and they all drank a few more glasses of wine. Meng Fu wanted to drink, but Yang Hua didn't stop her this time.

**

Meng Xun did not stay at Yang's house at night, but went back to Jianghe Villa with Meng Fu.

It should be said that she sent someone back.

As soon as she entered 1601, Meng Xun saw Dabai, and a rare smile appeared on her face: "Dabai, are you fat? Don't block the way."

Meng Xun stretched out her legs and kicked Dabai away.

Then he saw Su Cheng who came out behind Dabai at first sight.

He was wearing a home costume, his face was a little indifferent, his eyes were sharp, and his breath was extremely cold. Meng Xun pushed down his glasses, "Brother Su."

Su Cheng put down the fruit plate in his hand, looked up, and greeted Meng Xun politely.

Meng Fu took off her coat and mask. She drank wine in the evening. The Yang family was happy today. Yang Lai took out the wine he had treasured, which was full of momentum.

Su Cheng glanced at her coldly, and Meng Fu handed him the coat.

Meng Xun saw Meng Fu so easy, she couldn't help but admire her sister. She was a real warrior.

"Brother Cheng, I have a headache." The expression on Meng Fu's face did not change much.

"Yeah," Su Cheng frowned slightly, reached out to support the person. She took off her coat and had a base shirt inside, "Are you drinking red wine?"

Meng Fu said "ah", and she thought about it, "Is it? My uncle and I can only have a bottle."

Meng Xun didn't dare to say that you two have two bottles per person.

"Just one bottle?" Su Cheng was about to be angry and laughed.

He took the man into the bedroom.

Meng Fu spoke seriously, "I want a computer, I want to check things."

"Okay, computer." Su Cheng originally wanted to ask her if she could see the words clearly now. Seeing that she was so serious, she asked her to sit on a chair, then went back to the hall to take her computer in, and turned on it, "What are you going to check."
To be continued...