The strong man looked in amazement at a young man in ordinary clothes sitting in the opposite chair. Although he looked good, he couldn''t eat it.


    Not necessarily. The young man looks so good. It''s estimated that a girl can eat three bowls of rice facing him. But this can''t cure. It has to be an old doctor. People who do folk customs also have long beards. It looks more reliable.


    What does this mean? Didn''t you say little Shizu? According to Taoist Lin''s age, this little Shizu must be more than 80. Even if he is young, he must be 60.


    How is he a young man? Although he looks handsome and strong, he is too young. Is he reliable or not.


    Countless questions appeared in the mind of the strong man. He instantly turned into 100000 why, and the whole person was not good.


    "Section chief Wu, section chief Wu, I have a patient here who doesn''t understand. Please give him a hand." Wei Dabao said politely and humbly.


    Before Wu Mian spoke, there was a rush of footsteps outside.


    Dean Zhou hurried in, didn''t notice David, and almost hit him.


    "Section chief Wu."


    "Oh, Mr. Zhou." Wu Mian was still lazily in his chair and didn''t mean to stand up at all.


    President Zhou didn''t care and didn''t seem to notice. He strode to Wu Mian''s table and stretched out his hands across the table.


    "Section chief Wu, my father sent him to the provincial tumor department and had a re examination. The kidney function fell down. The doctor said it was a miracle." President Zhou said respectfully, "he has started chemotherapy. I''ll report to you."


    Bajingzi seldom uses honorific words. Apart from what Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi often say, your word is almost a national protected intangible cultural heritage, which is particularly rare.


    Now president Zhou respectfully uses your word. It means that he is desperate to shake hands with Wu Mian. And true or false, he is also the Dean, even used the word report.


    Wu Mian didn''t lift his hand at all. He just smiled and said, "it''s good if the renal function recovers. Hurry up for chemotherapy."


    "Well, well!" said director Zhou excitedly, "I brought my father to have an examination on Monday morning. I''m really sorry. I don''t want to do it. I think it''s impossible. My son insisted. We almost didn''t fight."


    "OK, it''s OK." Wu Mian nodded.


    "Well, don''t worry, the doctor has started taking medicine."


    President Zhou doesn''t speak neatly. He''s a little confused.


    He said he was happy, which is estimated to account for half. After all, the old man of his family is in the advanced stage of cancer. No matter how, he is mentally prepared. Besides, it''s just that the renal function has returned to normal. I''m not well. I don''t need to be so happy.


    The elder sisters of the two medical department staff nearby were silly. Didn''t section chief Duan take him to see the old man of President Zhou''s house a few days ago? At that time, it was said that the old man''s renal function was too poor to be changed by chemotherapy.


    How come it''s only been a few days and people are fine?! Everyone was sent to chemotherapy.


    President Zhou''s expression doesn''t look like fraud. What''s the key to fraud? And on Monday morning, Dean Zhou was waiting at the door. Today he came to report the good news. It should not be a holiday.


    What did section chief Wu do to President Zhou''s old man! The two eldest sisters have a question mark in their head.


    "Hey, I''ll go first. You... Busy, busy," said Dean Zhou.


    Trinket and the strong man''s ears were set up as antennas to actively receive all relevant information. President Zhou''s expression and actions were in his eyes. Wei Dabao didn''t know why President Zhou looked humble. Could it be said that it was the head of Wu Township? It doesn''t look like it.


    Weird.


    "Xiao Wu, I heard that Lin Xian of laogua mountain... Taoist priest Lin called you little martial uncle?" although President Zhou said to go, he didn''t leave directly, but began to gossip.


    Wu Mian became more and more mysterious in his heart.


    This is not the mysterious thing that everyone sits together and gossip, but their own experience. Xiao Wu went to his home once, looked at the eye medical record, and called back. It was just like the old man''s acute renal failure.


    I really can''t find any scientific basis. I can only think that Wu Mian, a child of other people''s family, was enlightened by an immortal since childhood.


    "Well, I know his father," Wu Mian said vaguely.


    "Xiao Wu..."


    "Dean Zhou, you didn''t have an operation today?" Wu Mian frowned slightly. Although he didn''t taboo laoguashan, it''s really good to talk about feudal superstition in front of so many people?


    Moreover, this is a hospital. It is widely publicized that Wu Mian is really a little unacceptable.


    "Oh, I''ll leave first." President Zhou looked around. Finally, he hesitated and took out a whole red envelope from his pocket. He just bought it.


    But this red envelope should be used for marriage. The pattern of double happiness on it is so festive.


    "A little care, please be sure to take it." President Zhou bowed deeply, held the red envelope in both hands and respectfully put it on Wu Mian''s table.


    "I''ll go..."


    Wu Mian, who seemed to hold the top of Mount Tai without blinking, jumped up, "Dean Zhou, what are you doing?"


    "Old rules, old rules, incense money."


    Hearing about the incense money, Wu Mian felt that it was absurd. He said reluctantly, "Dean Zhou, you''re going to scare me to death. In the imperial capital, if you accept a red envelope, if you''re the defendant. If things get serious, you can''t practice medicine for at least one year. There''s no such rule on the side of the American emperor. Take it back quickly."


    “……”


    President Zhou didn''t expect to be here. In his mind, Xiao Wu is an expert in the world. Where is a doctor.


    In a misunderstanding, Wu Mian stretched out two fingers and twisted the envelope. The red bottom and white jade fingers were very eye-catching.


    "Take it back. You''re the dean. Give me money in the medical department. What''s it like?"


    The head of the court of Zhou didn''t stretch out his hand, but looked at Wu Mian with a smile on his face.


    Wu Mian frowned and meditated. Two seconds later, he said, "Dean Zhou, hurry back to the operation to see the patient. I have nothing else to say."


    President Zhou murmured for a long time before he left. Wu Mian shook his head slightly.


    He was too lazy to talk so much with Dean Zhou. If this matter was explained clearly, he would have at least a 100 minute big class, from pathology to physiology, and then to diagnosis and treatment.


    Trouble.


    It''s all right. Hurry up for chemotherapy. Wu Mian estimates that the old man can live for about a year.


    Chu Zhixi knew the reason. She looked at Wu Mian and giggled. Eye wave circulation, vivid and fragrant.


    "Dr. Wei, what patient didn''t understand?" Wu Mian asked when he saw that President Zhou had left.


    Listening to Dean Zhou''s humble tone and looking at his respectful expression, Wei Dabao fell into meditation. It''s meditation, but it''s empty. He doesn''t know what he''s thinking. He didn''t notice what Wu Mian said.