Chapter 467 The Happiness of a Piece of Paper

After eating the noodles, Zhang Yang took the tea handed over by Qiao Mengyuan and took a big sip comfortably. It was also a kind of happiness to be full. When he was thinking about the purpose of Qiao Zhenliang's invitation, he saw the old man he met in the garden coming in from outside the door, still wearing the big mask. The old man came in and said, "How to park the car? Press down the lawn I just finished!"

Shi Wei spit out his tongue, and she was the one who stopped just now.

Zhang Yangxin said that the old gardener was quite arrogant. How could he talk to his master in such a tone? But after thinking about it again, it seemed that there was something wrong. Qiao Mengyuan's next words immediately made Zhang realize an embarrassing reality.

Qiao Mengyuan said, "Grandpa, it's my fault. I didn't pay attention when I parked." She took the initiative to take responsibility for Shi Wei.

When Zhang Yang heard Qiao Mengyuan's name for the old gardener, Jin Xing appeared in front of him and almost fainted. He never thought that the little old man in work clothes and a big mask was Qiao Lao, who had dominated the garden politics for many years. Zhang was so embarrassed that he just asked others to deliver paper when he went to the toilet. Well, if he knew his identity, Zhang Yang would not dare to bother him even if he squatted there and waited for the air to dry. He asked Mr. Qiao to send toilet paper. At that time in the Sui Dynasty, it was a crime! It's going to be beheaded.

Qiao Lao said, "You still dare to talk. I've asked, and I know who parked the car!"

Shi Wei walked over timidly, took Qiao Lao's arm and said, "Dear, I was wrong. I'll help you fix the grass later."

Joe said, "I'm counting on you to help me? Unless the sun comes out from the west, I will be very happy if you don't cause me trouble. His eyes finally fell on Zhang Yang's face.

Mr. Zhang looked at Mr. Qiao with a teacup in his face and a little feverish: "That...that..."

Joe said, "Young man, we seem to have met!"

Mr. Zhang said in his heart that he had never seen it. When I squatted there just now, you sent me paper. Of course, he would not doubt Mr. Qiao's memory. He said so on purpose.

Of course, Qiao Mengyuan didn't know what had just happened. She pushed him and said, "Zhang Yang, this is my grandfather!"

The official Zhang stretched out his hand and said in fear, "Old Joe... Hello..."

Everyone was stunned. Is this person so nervous?

Zhang Daguan immediately woke up and said, "No... No... Mr. Qiao... Hello, Mr. Qiao!"

Mr. Qiao laughed. He shook hands with Zhang Yang: "You are Zhang Yang, young man, I've heard of you for a long time!"

Zhang Yang said, "I heard that you have been old longer!"

Mr. Qiao said, "Sit down, don't be so nervous!"

Zhang Yang said, "Don't be nervous!" The expression still seemed nervous. In fact, the man was not nervous at all. To say that it was a little unnatural, it was because he was embarrassed. Just now, Lao Qiao was deliberately shouted by him. Others thought that he was nervous and shouted wrongly, but he was deliberately. However, from this incident, it can be seen that Mr. Qiao's mind and belly The family was not angry because he called him old Joe, nor did he mention the matter of sending him toilet paper just now. The sentence that the prime minister could support the boat was indeed a little credible.

Of course, Mr. Qiao didn't expect that this boy would have so many crooked intestines. First, he went to the bathroom to wash the dirt on his hands. When he returned to the living room, both Qiao Zhenliang and his brother came down.

Qiao Zhenliang said, "Dad, have you seen Zhang Yang?"

Mr. Qiao smiled and said, "I just saw it!"

Zhang Yang felt strange that Joe still wore a big mask when he entered the house.

Qiao Zhenliang said to Zhang Yang, "Zhang Yang, I'm busy inviting you from Jiangcheng this time. I want you to help my father see a doctor."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Secretary Qiao, don't worry, as long as I can help, I will do my best." He took a look at Qiao Mengyuan. Qiao Mengyuan really had to tell herself in advance, so that he could be prepared. If he knew that Qiao Lao was in Baishawan, he would not make the mistake just now.

Mr. Qiao has heard about the magical medical skills from his son. In Mr. Qiao's opinion, an official in his early twenties can't have too profound medical skills. After all, medicine depends on practical experience.

Zhang Yang said respectfully, "Mr. Qiao, I'm not a doctor from any class. I went to the health school for a few years, and Mengzu went to Yuyin, and passed down several folk prescriptions, so I can also treat some difficult and miscellaneous diseases."

Joe said, "You are very frank!"

Zhang Yang said, "I know how much weight I am. Since Secretary Qiao has found me, Mengyuan, Shi Wei and Pengju and I are all good friends. I treat you as my own elders, so I won't hide it from you. I will try my best to help you cure it. If I can't cure it, that's the limit Me."

Mr. Qiao said, "I don't know what's wrong with me. You just think of a way out. It's really not easy for young people nowadays!"

Zhang Yang said, "I dare to guess that you have facial paralysis!"

Mr. Qiao was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, the boy could see his condition at a glance. No wonder his son would recommend him.

Qiao Mengjie and Shi Wei have all seen the magic of Zhang Yang, but Qiao Peng has never seen it. What he has the opportunity to see is the scene of Zhang Yang beating people. He really hasn't seen this person who treats the sick and saves people. Qiao Peng said, "Zhang Yang, my grandfather is wearing a mask. How can you conclude that he has facial paralysis?"

Zhang Yang said, "Mr. Qiao's big mask is a little strange. It's reasonable to wear it outside, but when I came to the room, I haven't taken it off for such a long time. Just now, Secretary Qiao said that he wanted to help Mr. Qiao see a doctor. It was easy to guess that he was sick on his face It's different in depth. So I had the courage to guess sideways, which was a mistake.

Mr. Qiao said, "You're right. I did have facial paralysis!" He removed the mask and let Zhang Yang have a look. Qiao's old disease is very sudden, and the symptoms are relatively serious. His right eye can't be closed, his nose and lip groove on the same side become shallow, his mouth is crooked, the air is out of breath, and it will leak when eating. He has gone to the hospital. The hospital's treatment is nothing more than hormone and antiviral treatment I just thought of publicity.

Zhang Yang looked at Qiao Lao's face carefully, which made him cheer up again. He smiled and said, "The situation is not serious. It can be cured!"

Qiao Zhenliang said, "How long will it take?"

Zhang Yang answered simply: "It's just a small problem, one injection is enough!"

He can cure Joe's facial paralysis. The people present basically believe that it can be cured with one shot, which is too exaggerated.

Mr. Qiao has never seen any famous doctor, but no one dares to speak so full. Looking at the confident publicity, Mr. Qiao is skeptical. Is this boy really so amazing?

Qiao Zhenliang's wife Meng Chuanmei said, "The doctor said that facial paralysis was caused by a virus infection of nerves. Can you prick the virus away with one injection?" Although she has seen the magical medical skills of publicity, she can prick the facial paralysis with one injection, which she has never heard of.

Zhang Yang said, "Virus infection, Xiyin infection, this is the most common excuse in the medical field. I don't know any pathology, and I haven't learned any pharmacology, but I said that if it can be cured, it can definitely be cured."

Mr. Qiao said, "Well, I can't even close my eyes when I sleep now. I'm really upset. Since you can cure me with one injection, please help me!"

Zhang Yang said, "It came suddenly, and they didn't tell me to bring a needle!"

Qiao Peng said, "That's not easy. I'm going to buy it!"

Zhang Yang said, "Well, I'll give you a prescription. You can buy some traditional Chinese medicine by the way and say it's an injection, but after the injection, you still need some medicine to consolidate."

Qiao Zhenliang asked his daughter to go to the study to get the pen and ink. Zhang Yang twisted the brush and wrote the prescription on it. Qiao Zhenliang praised Qiao Zhenliang with a beautiful small regular script. Qiao Zhenliang said to his son, "I have collected this prescription for me and I will collect it in the future."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Secretary Qiao, don't be so exaggerated. If you like it, I'll write another one for you later."

Mr. Qiao also looked at the prescription. Zhang Yang's handwriting was indeed the back of the paper. At such an age, it was rare to have this calligraphy skill. Mr. Qiao also began to understand why his son admired the young man so much.

When Qiao Peng took the prescription to grab the medicine, Zhang Yang asked Qiao Lao to rest and relax. He followed Qiao Mengyuan and Shi Wei's two sisters around the villa and browsed the beautiful scenery here.

Qiao Mengyuan explained, "Zhang Yang, I really don't know about Grandpa's facial paralysis. My father asked us to invite you to come over, but he didn't say anything about it. I think he's probably afraid that we're worried."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's not a serious illness, otherwise I'll be a big deal this time."

Shi Wei said, "Are you really sure?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "In front of Mr. Qiao and Secretary Qiao, I dare not brag if you lend me the courage. Don't worry, I can definitely help the old man cure his facial paralysis." After saying that, he paused for a moment and said, "Do you think it's a national achievement if I help Joe cure facial paralysis?"