Life Record of Xiuzhen Teacher

Chapter 301 Young people, you don't study medicine, do you?

"Wei Dong, you have another big worry about your eldest brother and sister-in-law!" After the two old people were happy for a while, Tan Zhengming couldn't help holding Zhang Weidong's hand tightly and said emotionally.

"Yes, if it were not for Wei Dong, others would have thought that we were all very happy. In fact, who knows that we are suffering in our hearts! Now it's all right, I'm finally really happy!" Bai Rong said and wiped his tears.

"Ha ha, sister-in-law, go and cook quickly. I'm starving." Zhang Weidong couldn't stand the tearful look of the two old men. He exaggeratedly touched his stomach and shouted.

Bai Rong hurriedly wiped his tears, stood up and smiled, "Look at me, look at me, I forgot that you are still hungry!"

Zhang Weidong had dinner at Tan's house, sat down for a while and then went back to the dormitory. However, poor Tan Yongqian was miserable. He accompanied Li Li until about ten o'clock and went back to the Standing Committee building to take a shower. Just as he was about to lie down and have a good rest, his parents called.

This time, Tan Zhengming said something to Tan Yongqian in a commanding tone, so Tan Yongqian did not dare to neglect at all and hurried home. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got home, he ushered in the most severe torture of the two old people in history, forcing Tan Yongqian to almost collapse.

However, it was Zhang Weidong who almost collapsed the next day, because early in the morning, the old man and the old couple actually wandered downstairs of the Environmental Engineering College. When they saw Zhang Weidong, they deliberately pretended not to know him. What's more exaggerated is that when Zhang Weidong had dinner with Li Li and Su Lingfei at noon, the old man and the old couple also rushed to the canteen for dinner. When they ate, they also looked at Li Li with their eyes. Of course, they sat next to Zhang Weidong. From time to time, Su Lingfei, who made a little action with him The two of them feel strange.

"Weidong, Ling Fei, have you found that the old man over there is always looking at me? Is there something on my face?" Li Li touched her face and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Weidong almost spit out a mouthful of rice when he heard the words, but it can't be said that those two are your brother's parents. They came to see you on purpose today, so he had to suppress a smile and said, "No, why are the two old men staring at you and a big girl?"

"But I also seem to have this feeling!" Su Lingfei frowned slightly and whispered.

As soon as Zhang Weidong heard it, his cold sweat almost flowed down. The old man regarded Su Lingfei as his girlfriend, so he even targeted her.

"That's strange. Do you want me to ask them why they always stare at you? Haven't you seen beautiful women?" Zhang Weidong whispered, and then made a posture to stand up and question.

"Fad you!" Almost at the same time, Su Lingfei and Li Li kicked Zhang Weidong angrily.

Seeing that Zhang Weidong was kicked, the two old people probably realized that there might be something wrong. They hurriedly pretended to bow their heads to eat, but they inevitably felt a little guilty.

Of course, it's no problem for Su Lingfei to kick Zhang Weidong. They are a couple, but Li Li is his future daughter-in-law of Tan Zhengming. In the future, Zhang Weidong can call him uncle. Can this uncle play casually?

When Zhang Weidong saw the two old people burying themselves in a guilty meal, he almost laughed in his heart. The two old professors, one of whom was the old president of Wu Da, was really difficult for them.

Fortunately, after the two old people met Li Li, they finally felt at ease. Later, they did not sneak around the Institute of Environmental Engineering and the canteen, otherwise Zhang Weidong would really collapse.

A rain on Friday morning brought a rare freshness to the originally turbid city of Nanzhou.

In the afternoon, Zhang Weidong had no courses, and there was no work arrangement for scientific research projects for the time being. Zhang Weidong took time to rush to the Provincial People's Hospital to prepare for a half-day outpatient clinic.

The taxi took Zhang Weidong from the station to the outside of the Provincial People's Hospital, but when Zhang Weidong just opened the door and got out of the car, a red BMW drove into the hospital without slowing down from him.

Because of the rain in the morning, there was still some water on the road. The wheels drove quickly from the accumulated water, the dirty water splashed everywhere, and passers-by dodged one after another, but there was still someone else who couldn't dodge and splashed a little dirty water.

Zhang Weidong frowned slightly. Just now, he was opening the door and getting out of the car. If it were an ordinary person, it would be too late to hide. Fortunately, he was not an ordinary person, so he was not splashed.

The car stopped in the parking lot in front of the outpatient building not far away. The two women who got off the car were dressed in fashionable clothes. One of them was taller, with wavy hair, and her lips were a little red, and the other one looked a little fat, and his face was not very good.

Seeing that they were two women, Zhang Weidong couldn't help shaking his head, so he didn't bother to argue with them.

The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is on the sixth floor. When Zhang Weidong stood in the elevator, he saw a middle-aged uncle with inconvenient legs and feet holding crutches and gesturing to the elevator to wait for him, while hurriedly walking towards the elevator.

Because of the hurry to walk, coupled with the inconvenience of his legs and feet, when he was about to reach the elevator, the middle-aged uncle accidentally slipped the branch in his hand, and the whole person fell obliquely to the ground.

Just as the people in the elevator looked at this amazing scene, before they could react, Zhang Weidong had quickly stepped out of the ladder, and then poked his hand to hold the middle-aged uncle.

"Thank you, young man, thank you." The middle-aged uncle hurriedly thanked him when he saw someone helping him.

"You're welcome, but uncle, your legs and feet are inconvenient. You can't walk in a hurry!" Zhang Weidong helped him walk towards the elevator and smiled.

"Yes, yes, you must pay attention next time." The middle-aged uncle said gratefully.

While talking, the two had reached the entrance of the elevator. When Zhang Weidong was about to help the middle-aged uncle into the elevator, a strong smell of perfume suddenly came from behind him, and then he saw the woman who had driven a BMW before holding the slightly fat woman in front of them and squeezing into the elevator.

Zhang Weidong couldn't help frowning slightly, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes. Finally, he couldn't help asking, "Hey, what are you fighting for? Don't you see that this uncle's legs and feet are a little inconvenient?

"Who robbed it, who robbed it, it's you who walk slowly!" The woman with thicker lipstick immediately retorted with her eyebrows when she saw that Zhang Weidong actually questioned him.

Seeing that this woman was so unreasonable, Zhang Weidong was also a little angry. Just as he was about to ask a few more questions, the middle-aged uncle was obviously a person who was afraid of causing trouble. He hurriedly pulled Zhang Weidong and said, "Young man, forget it, just squeeze."

The middle-aged uncle squeezed in first. Zhang Weidong was not a person who was used to quarreling with such women. Moreover, it was not appropriate to quarrel in the hospital here, so he had to stop and walk in.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his feet stepped in, the elevator made an overloaded alarm sound.

When the middle-aged uncle saw the elevator making an overload warning sound, he walked out with the right of abduction. As he walked, he said to Zhang Wei: "Thank you, young man. I'll take the next trip."

Seeing this, Zhang Weidong couldn't help staring at the woman with a thick lipstick and then followed out of the elevator, but the woman snorted and turned her head disdainfully. The door of the elevator slowly closed at this time.

When the middle-aged uncle saw Zhang Weidong following him down the elevator, he was a little sorry and said, "Young man, you are..."

"It's okay. I just feel uncomfortable when I look at this kind of person. What's wrong with your leg, uncle? Is it caused by a stroke? Zhang Weidong Road.

"Yes, I was hit by a wind six months ago. Although the rescue was relatively timely, it still left some sequelae of hemiplegia. It is said that in my case, it will be difficult to recover after half a year, but recently I heard that the traditional Chinese medicine here is good, so I came to try my luck. The middle-aged uncle smiled bitterly.

"Uncle, don't be discouraged. The traditional Chinese medicine theory is different from Western medicine, and the treatment methods are also different. Therefore, Western medicine can't treat it, which doesn't mean that traditional Chinese medicine can't help it. The main thing is that you should maintain a good mentality and pay attention to self-cultivation at ordinary . And I think the sequelae of your stroke are not very serious. With some traditional methods of traditional Chinese medicine, such as acupuncture, massage, massage, etc., you should be able to recover slowly. Of course, it is impossible to act freely as before. Zhang Weidong Road.

When the middle-aged uncle heard this, he couldn't help but look at Zhang Weidong in surprise and said, "You are not a young man studying medicine, are you?"

"Hehe, uncle, I'm a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. When it's your turn, I'll take a good look for you." Zhang Weidong laughed.

"Ah, I have become a doctor at such a young age! No wonder it's right. Thank you so much, young man. Uncle can see that you are a good person and a good doctor. However, you also know that uncle's disease is a world problem. You don't have to worry about me anymore. I heard that Director Yuan's medical skills are very good. I'll show him. If he says there's nothing he can do, just forget it. The middle-aged uncle first looked at Zhang Weidong in disbelief, and then held Zhang Weidong's hand tightly and said gratefully.

In addition to his high-profile appearance in the traditional Chinese medicine department on the first day, Zhang Weidong has been relatively low-key since then, basically hiding behind to "plan and plan". Therefore, although the traditional Chinese medicine department of the Provincial People's Hospital has gradually become popular recently, Zhang Weidong, a real magic doctor, is still unknown. On the contrary The reputation of the old traditional Chinese medicine has spread, and many people admire it. Of course, Yuan Zhihong's reputation is not only related to the treatment of traditional Chinese medicine department because Zhang Weidong's instructions to cure a lot of difficult and miscellaneous diseases, which made the director of the department Yuan Zhihong rise, there is also a very important reason that Yuan Zhihong's own medical skills have also been rapidly improved during this period, and the difficult diseases cured There have been a lot more people recently.

So it was impossible for the middle-aged uncle to think that the young man in front of him was the real magic doctor. Even Director Yuan was now his student. Hearing this, he said thank you gratefully.

"There will be a way." Zhang Weidong smiled and comforted, but did not specifically explain.

At this time, the elevator arrived again, and Zhang Weidong helped the middle-aged uncle into the elevator together.

The elevator stopped on the sixth floor.

There are many times more patients and family members sitting in the waiting room in front of the outpatient department of traditional Chinese medicine. From time to time, someone looks at the number displayed on the screen.

When Zhang Weidong and his middle-aged uncle walked out of the elevator, he saw the two well-dressed women walking to the clinic of the outpatient department of traditional Chinese medicine accompanied by a doctor.