Tomorrow

Chapter 95 Zhang Liang in Total Failure

Early in the morning, Mr. Descartes got up from the bed with difficulty. He could hear the sound of bones rubbing against each other. This time he did not invite Bella to help him up, but a little bit by himself, and got up slowly.

Just this morning, Mr. Descartes did not look at the plane tree outside the window, nor the birds on the tree. As for the existence of the colored spires of Notre Dame in the distance, it has nothing to do with him. He just wants to Before the children get up, urge the lazy Bella to prepare milk, bread, butter... No, the child is still young, so she should have some cabbage...

Forcibly throwing his leg under the bed, Mr. Descartes prepared to put on soft shoes hard, but his legs were so stiff that he tried several times without putting them on.

The door of his bedroom opened, and a little girl with pale yellow hair who was rubbing her eyes walked in. First, he held the door and watched Mr. Descartes try to put on his shoes. After a while, he ran over and squatted on the ground. Help Mr. Descartes put on soft shoes.

"You are really useless, I can wear shoes by myself."

Mr. Descartes was so warm in his heart that he looked down at little Emily and said, "I will learn it tomorrow."

After speaking, she slid off the bed, barely got her body on the ground, and reached out a hand to Emily. Emily naturally took her grandfather’s hand, and the child’s hand was held in her hand. As if holding a piece of soft grease, old and young, he staggered out of the bedroom like this.

Little Descartes was sitting on the edge of the table with his waist straight, and Bella kept delivering freshly cooked food to the table.

"Emily, sit back in your seat, don't move, and follow the rules."

Little Descartes scolded little Emily, and then walked over by himself and helped the old Mr. Descartes to wash.

Old Descartes looked at the aggrieved Emily with her mouth squeezed, and then at the little Descartes with a serious face and said: "As a brother, you are too harsh on her."

"If she can't be a lady, no matter how much I give her, she will dowry? She will not be able to find a wishful man."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh..."

The old Mr. Descartes let out a strange laugh. He swears, this is the funniest joke he has ever heard in his life? The funniest thing is that the kid who told the joke was serious and seemed serious.

After washing up, Mr. Descartes sat on the middle chair, watching the salted pork and two fried eggs that were still rustling after being fried? Push the milk in front of him to the little Descartes who had no milk. Said before: "You should drink more, my child."

"I have grown up? This is what my mother said."

Little Descartes pushed the warm milk back to his grandfather? He said in an unquestionable voice: "You are too weak."

Descartes nodded, and strangely said to little Descartes: "Children? We are rich and we can drink milk."

Little Descartes shook his head and said, "Man doesn't use this thing!"

After finishing speaking, just like an adult, put butter on his bread? I took a bite, and then stuffed the salted pork slices on the plate into my mouth. The bite was crunchy.

While eating, she glared at Emily who wanted to climb onto the table.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Old Mr. Descartes laughed strangely again. He felt that in just half an hour? He laughed more than he had laughed in his life.

"We forgot to pray!" Bella reminded in a low voice.

"Since my mother passed away, I don't believe in God." This time Descartes heard resentment from the words of young Descartes.

"Why? My child? God is just."

"What if he is fair? When my mother was about to die, I prayed to God countless times, and pleaded with God to leave my mother to me. In the end, my mother went away and was taken away by God."

"This is different, my child, the birth, aging, sickness and death of a person is a regular thing. It is not God who took her away, but her time is up and it is time to go to God.

In the future, the ultimate destination for all of us will be in the embrace of God. "

"No—" Little Descartes put down the half-eaten bread, left the dining table and went back to his room.

Mr. Descartes looked sadly at the door closed by little Descartes, and said to Bella: "This child has suffered a lot."

Bella nodded and said, "Master Descartes is a very good child. He helped me get milk in the morning. Do you want me to tell him to come out and eat?"

Mr. Descartes shook his head and said, "Let him calm down for a while, and I will talk to him."

Seeing that Emily was about to cry again, Mr. Descartes came to Emily's side, soothing the child while eating hard... Before, he had no appetite, but today, he forced himself to finish the meal. A meal.

Emily is too young, and little Descartes is obviously a problematic child again, which makes Mr. Descartes dare not die easily.

Knocking on little Descartes' door, Bella brought breakfast, Mr. Descartes closed the door, little Descartes ate silently, but Mr. Descartes saw a few pages of manuscript paper on the desk.

I picked it up and took a look, and found that there were letters in the middle of the number equation, and smiled: "Vedah equation? Do you like math?"

Little Descartes looked at Mr. Descartes admiringly and said: "Mother said that you are the greatest mathematician in the world, there is no one."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh...your mother is right!"

Mr. Descartes is a humble person, he usually gets angry when others say such things, but, I don't know why, when his little grandson said this, the old Mr. Descartes felt that it was no longer correct.

"Weida's mathematics is only the shallow sea of ​​the ocean of mathematics. His focus is on "Analysis", which is how to make good use of certain methods to solve problems. To be honest, his theory still has a lot of room for extension. At this point , Your grandfather, I walked in the forefront.

Child, as long as you continue to study, one day, you will be in the same line as your grandfather and my research.

However, before that, you should read this book first. "

While talking, Mr. Descartes pulled out an "Introduction to Analytical Methods" from the bookshelf and placed it in front of little Descartes, pointed his finger on it and said: "This is Mr. Veda's most important academic work. I can't understand it. The place can come and ask me."

After speaking, he touched little Descartes' head and went out tremblingly.

When the cold fog in Paris gradually receded, some new buds grew on the plane trees, and spring came, and the gray city of Paris gradually took on some color.

Zhang Liang and Qiao Yong stood in front of a window, looking at the old Mr. Descartes holding Emily in one hand and little Descartes in the other hand walking past their window, behind them, following Bella and a strong footman.

Qiao Yong pointed to the old Mr. Descartes who was walking in the middle and said, "Didn't you say that he will not survive this winter?"

Zhang Liang scratched his forehead and said: "I sent someone to ask the doctor who treated Mr. Descartes. They all said that Mr. Descartes could not survive this winter."

Qiao Yong said blankly: "Are you referring to those doctors with crow mouths?"

Zhang Liang Tan Tan said: "Are there any other doctors?"

Qiao Yong slapped Zhang Liang on the shoulder and said angrily: "Those doctors are best at killing the living, not saving the patients! You should have heard the story of the foreign affairs officer we hired being killed by a doctor. ?"

Zhang Liang shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it."

Qiao Yong sighed and said: "Pavel is a good person, a real good person, who spared no effort in helping us with affairs. After returning from a mission to the UK, he accidentally suffered a stroke.

I kindly gave the order to save Pavel at all costs, and as a result, this order made the doctor toss a good man to death. "

Zhang Liang asked puzzledly: "How can the doctor torture people to death?"

Qiao Yong sneered: "You are too rare and weird. Tell you how the twelve master doctors who were found by Pavel's wife treated him. You will understand why I said that.

I paid a lot of money, and Pavel's wife found twelve doctors who were the most brilliant in France. These highly skilled doctors were also unambiguous, and they bled Pavel when they came up!

They cut open Pavel's blood vessels directly, put a catty and a half of blood, and then injected Pavel with a large dose of emetics that can make people vomiting. "

Zhang Liang stared at Qiao Yong and said, "Really?"

Qiao Yong snorted: "Of course it is true, do you think this is over?

The doctors used a kind of potion prepared with "good substances" such as fennel, cinnamon, cardamom, violet, beetroot, and salt, and then used this kind of potion which did not know what to do with Pavel several times, and filled it whole. For five days! And I have an enema every two hours! "

"Fuck!" Zhang Liang's eyes are about to stick out~www.wuxiahere.com~ Qiao Yong sneered: "Do you think this is over? Because we are rich, and the doctors are very enthusiastic about their work. Use the skull cut from the corpse to grind it into powder, mix it with a laxative, and then give it to Pavel to drink it, so that Pavel can directly pull off the force.

How could Pavel be healed under such superb medical skills? If he didn’t die directly, he was dead, but the doctors didn’t think so. They thought it would be done with external treatment, so after applying hot plaster on Pavel’s whole body, the doctors shaved Pavel’s hair and used it. The red-hot soldering iron scalded Pavel's scalp a few times.

Pavel’s wife, Laura, wanted to save Pavel, and invited a more sophisticated beak doctor. The doctor thought that the illness was in Pavel’s head, so they deliberately burned singe on his head. , And then squeeze out the blood bubble!

At the same time, the doctors also smeared pigeon dung on the soles of Pavel's feet to guide the disease to "fly away" from under his feet...

In addition, the doctors also stuffed Pavel's nostrils with sneezing powder and let him sneeze continuously, hoping to spit out the sickness from his nose..."

"How is Pavel?" Zhang Liang said blankly.

"I, Pavel's wife, and a group of doctors united in broad daylight to torture poor Pavel alive." Qiao Yong said with lingering fears.

"Boss, we need a doctor, a real doctor. In addition, before our doctor arrives, if I get seriously ill, please do not ask me for a doctor. I would rather die than be tortured to death by the doctor. ."

Qiao Yong smiled and said: "I think so too, but your plan obviously failed. Have you seen it? That **** Mr. Descartes actually rode a horse and brought the two children..."