"You little doctor quite understand," said fan Zhongzhi.


    "Well, you can rest assured this time." Wu Mian said with a smile, "have a good rest and don''t think too much. Your task is to take good care of your body and pick up your comrades in arms to return home in new years."


    Fan Zhongzhi closed his eyes and nodded slightly.


    After talking, the old man seemed tired. He closed his eyes and soon came snoring.


    "Doctor Wu." fan dongkai came up to Wu Mian and whispered, "is my lord okay?"


    "There should be no problem. After a few more days of observation, you can go back to that side." Wu Mian said.


    "This... This is too fast," said fan dongkai in disbelief.


    "Is medicine developing continuously?" Wu Mian said. "Now a single injection of antibiotics can solve the problem. It is an incurable disease decades earlier. Do you know how much antibiotics were worth during the war of resistance against Japan 80 years ago?"


    “……”


    "A shot of antibiotics is worth about a gold bar," Wu Mian said.


    "Hey." fan dongkai didn''t have any concept in his mind, just smiled. Looking at him, he didn''t seem to believe what Wu Mian said, but he didn''t say anything out of politeness.


    "Is there anyone in the village who has had tuberculosis?" Wu Mian asked.


    "Yes, just go to an infectious disease hospital and take oral medicine for a period of time."


    "It used to be called tuberculosis. You must know that it was the earliest cancer," Wu Mian said.


    Fan dongkai nodded vaguely.


    Maybe, who knows. Anyway, Grandpa changed a lot after the operation. At least he opened his mouth and scolded himself


    "Dr. Wu, thank you for talking with my grandpa." fan dongkai said politely. "In those years, everyone said that my grandpa was stubborn and backward with the village."


    "Hehe, it''s not very good recently." Wu Mian smiled.


    "Well," said fan dongkai with a smile, "is what you just said true? Or coax me to be happy."


    "Really." Wu Mian said, "the two devils are the most cruel."


    "..." fan dongkai didn''t expect that Dr. Wu would say the same.


    "In 2005, I don''t know if you still had an impression."


    "Yes, in those two years, grain prices rose a lot, the purchase price was also high, and some people bought privately."


    "Well, the domestic price has increased by about 0.7 times. Do you know how much the international food price has increased?"


    "How much?"


    "3-5 times." Wu Mian said, "as soon as the big monopolies in the United States see that they are profitable, they are ready to attack the domestic grain reserves. As a result, when the price rises by 0.7 times, the state starts selling."


    "..." fan dongkai didn''t understand the truth. He didn''t expect that there were so many things when he made money.


    "At first, the monopolists in the United States ate as much as they sold. But before long, they found that they couldn''t eat any more. The grain stored in the grain reserve seemed to never be sold out. Therefore, the domestic grain prices began to plummet, and they lost a lot."


    "Er..."


    "Later, they became smart and took out a small sum of money to buy some two devils." Wu Mian smiled, "so there was something behind it. Some people led by Mao ~ ~ began to lie with their eyes open and attack the 1.8 billion mu red line. Of course, with the cooperation of domestic real estate developers, they were able to get land cheaply. If they could get land cheaply, that was money."


    "My Lord is right?" fan dongkai wondered.


    "Yes, it must be. Forget it, let''s not talk about it. The old man has seen the ruthlessness of devils and two devils, so he has always been on guard." Wu Mian said, "it''s already a muscle memory, and we can''t do that."


    "That''s the old calendar many years ago." fan dongkai said disapprovingly.


    "Hehe, don''t talk about this." Wu Mian said again, "take a break. I''ll watch here and call you when I have dinner."


    "Dr. Wu, you''d better go and have a rest. I''m not tired."


    The two politely said a few words, and neither of them went to rest. Wu Mian looked at the old man and kept pressing his right hand on the worn red cloth, even if he had slept heavily.


    After falling asleep, Fan Zhong subconsciously wrapped the quilt tightly without any gap. The air conditioner is on in the room, and he doesn''t seem to feel hot.


    "The old man is always like this? Wrap himself so tightly?" Wu Mian asked.


    "Well, when I remember, my Lord was like this. He was very afraid of the cold. He said that he was afraid of the cold in his single clothes when he was in war. That''s it when he came home."


    "Not easy, not easy." Wu Mian murmured.


    "Doctor, will my Lord''s condition be repeated?" fan dongkai asked.


    "Not normally." Wu Mian said, "the brain pacemaker can be replaced. Even if the old man lives to 120, he can change the power supply once in the middle. But at that time, even the fifth and sixth generation products can use solar energy."


    "It''s so advanced," said fan dongkai with emotion.


    They didn''t have much to talk about. Wu Mian paid more attention to fan Zhongzhi. He smiled and looked at the sleeping old man.


    After more than an hour, Wu Mian asked Chu Zhixi to stay and take care of him. He went to the canteen to eat.


    The meal for three people, plus the porridge of old man fan Zhongzhi. Although it is said that there is no need to drink semi liquid food such as porridge, after all, it has long been a habit, and Wu Mian can do nothing about it.


    Millet porridge nourishes the stomach... This is the truth instilled by the old lady from childhood. It became a steel seal of thought long ago and printed in Wu Mian''s mind.


    Carrying the food and millet porridge back, Wu Mian greeted the medical staff all the way.


    Like a giant panda, he rarely appears in the hospital. All medical staff are curious to see Wu Mian.


    Mr. Wu and Mr. Wu kept greeting, and even the people''s Congress dared to come and ask if there could be another league building during the new year.


    Wu Mian was in a good mood. He talked to the medical staff with a smile and walked all the way to the ward.


    Back in the ward, Zhou Guohui changed his civilian clothes and prepared to go to dinner. Seeing Wu Mian coming back with rice, he smiled and said, "Mr. Wu, are you going to get rice?"


    "Well," said Wu Mian, "make some porridge for old man fan."


    "You......" director Zhou Guohui looked at Wu Mian helplessly. What he did seemed to be too much beyond what doctors should do.


    "Yes." Wu Mian said blandly, "master fan is in good condition and is sleeping. You should go to dinner quickly. Don''t worry about it."


    "I''m not worried about the operation you did yourself." Zhou Guohui smiled.


    I have crossed mountains and seas


    Just then, Wu Mian''s cell phone rang.


    He carried the rice in both hands. Zhou Guohui immediately came over to help carry the rice. Wu Mian took out his mobile phone.


    Glancing at it, Wu Mian smiled when he saw that it was Wei Dabao.


    Can''t wait?


    "Dr. Wei, what''s up?" Wu Mian answered the phone and asked gently.


    "Section chief Wu... I was beaten!"


    On the phone came the angry voice of trinket.