Chapter 440: Visit

Zhou Jian came back with the report issued by the hospital.

Meng Anran pulled out all the papers inside and looked at them one by one.

Feeling the burning gaze coming from the side, she turned her eyes away and said, "Don't stare at me. Drink your tea."

"Oh..." Zhou Jian quickly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to drink tea.

The air seemed to be stagnant and you could hear a pin drop.

I am not afraid of Western medicine smiling, but I am afraid of Chinese medicine not speaking.

After a while, Zhou Jian couldn't help but ask, "Ms. An Ran, what do you think of my grandma's condition..."

"I'm at my wit's end." Meng Anran gathered all the information and glanced at him. "But my master will definitely have a solution. Wait, I'll go find him."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and went straight to Zhao Cizhen's room upstairs.

As an apprentice, if you encounter any trouble, you must ask your master for help!

“Master!”

Meng Anran suddenly pushed open the study door, scaring Zhao Cizhen so much that her hand suddenly trembled, and the brush flew out, ruining the entire calligraphy.

He put down his brush and gave her a resentful look, "What are you making so much noise for?"

"Master, please take a look at this inspection report!" Meng Anran handed over the report.

Zhao Cizheng glanced at it and didn't answer. "I don't understand those things about Western medicine."

"Then let me tell you about it."

Meng Anran typed out the report, converting all the patient's symptoms and data into Chinese medicine terms and relaying them to his master.

Zhao Cizheng stroked his beard, frowned in thought, and after a while he said, "It's only treating the symptoms, not the root cause."

"Master, do you have a solution?" Meng Anran blinked and stared at him with a smile.

Zhao Cizheng casually asked, "Are you familiar with the Zhou guy?"

"I'm not familiar with you, and we haven't had any contact." Meng Anran put the report on the table and said confidently, "But I need to learn from you. I don't know how to solve this case. If you are willing to take me with you, I can accumulate some experience."

Zhao Ci Zheng listened and thought that this was true.

Although his eyesight is blurry and his hands are no longer under his control, his apprentice can do it.

At the age of fifteen, she could accurately feel pulses, memorize all the acupoints of the human body, and recite the effects and taboos of thousands of medicinal herbs.

He only needs to provide guidance, so that, on the one hand, he can save more patients with difficult and complicated diseases, and on the other hand, he can allow his apprentice to learn more and slowly inherit his mantle.

"Okay, I'll accompany you to the Municipal Hospital."

"Okay!"

"Change your clothes first!" Zhao Cizheng stared at her well-tailored dress, which was obviously very expensive. "If you wear such expensive clothes to treat patients, others will think Yatang is maliciously making money!"

"I'll go change it right away!" Meng Anran picked up the report and went out, "Master, I'll wait for you downstairs!"

She knew that her master was very concerned about not being able to practice medicine and save lives again.

It doesn't matter.

The master's hand was unsteady, so she acted as the master's hand.

The master's eyes were blurry, so she acted as the master's eyes.

Master’s medical skills can save many, many people.

She wanted to let her master know that although he was old, he could do much more than that.

Meng Anran ran too fast and Zhou Jian was still confused.

It is unclear who is in charge of Yatang now.

Just when his mind was blank, Meng Anran came downstairs.

He hurriedly stood up and asked, "What did Elder Zhao say? Is there any hope for my grandmother's recovery?"

"Get the car ready. Master has agreed to go over and take a look." Meng Anran pointed at the pile of gifts on the table from a distance. "My master doesn't like vulgar things. Take those things away and don't let him see them."

Zhou Jian was ecstatic and couldn't believe that Meng Anran had really persuaded Mr. Zhao. "Okay, I'll go turn on the heater in the car first."

Meng Anran returned to her room, took off all her jewelry, and changed into the standard Taoist robe of Yatang.

Looking at the simple cotton and linen Taoist robe on her body, she smiled slightly.

I didn't expect that I would wear this dress again.

When she went out with her master carrying the medicine box, Zhou Jian was standing by the car waiting.

Be humble and respectful.

The Zhou family has a high status in the business world, and Zhou Jian is now gradually taking over the family business and is considered a small boss.

The way he treats Mr. Zhao shows that he respects Mr. Zhao very much and is very filial.

To be honest, Meng Anran felt uncomfortable with what Zhou Jian said in the photography studio two days ago. It seemed very disrespectful to women.

However, she rarely expresses her feelings towards people who are not related to her, whether she likes them or hates them.

So she just had a bad impression of Zhou Jian, but she didn't have much emotional ups and downs, and she felt nothing.

She agreed to see Old Mrs. Zhou entirely because of her current identity as a doctor.

Secondly, I hope to use this case to alleviate the loss in my master's heart.

Municipal hospital.

Old Mrs. Zhou was receiving an IV drip, and Zhou's mother was sitting by the bed peeling an apple.

"Hey, don't waste your energy. I know my body is not going to last much longer. Why waste your energy and money?"

Old Mrs. Zhou leaned back on the hospital bed, her wrinkled eyes lifeless.

She is content with her life at this age. Although she didn't get to drink at her grandson's wedding, she saw that he did get married.

She has nothing left to gain.

People are born, grow old, get sick and die, and everyone will one day run out of energy.

Now she only hopes that she can die in dignity and not cause too much trouble to her children and grandchildren.

Mother Zhou's eyes were red. She lowered her head and choked up as she said, "Mom, how could you think that? Zhou Jian is the one who misses you the most. He's been running to Yatang these past two days. I'm sure Old Zhao will find a way. He just got married and is counting on you to see his great-grandson's birth and give him a name."

Warm tears fell from the corners of Old Mrs. Zhou's eyes and seeped into the wrinkles on her face.

How could she be willing to give up the grandson she had raised?

The child has been filial since he was young, and he always thinks of her whenever he sees something delicious or fun.

Last month, he said that he would take her out for a trip after he finished the project he was working on and got the bonus.

Unfortunately, she might not be able to make it to that day.

Not to mention that her heart disease caused her to faint and feel short of breath from time to time.

People are indeed old and have lost their strength. No matter how many supplements they take, they cannot reverse the aging of their internal organs!

Mrs. Zhou held her daughter-in-law's hand. "There's a wooden box under my bedside table. Inside is a jade pendant, a token of love my old man gave me. After I'm gone, you can show me the jade pendant, and you can keep the other jewelry. You've been married for so many years, and I haven't given you anything. I'm sorry."

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about!" Zhou's mother burst into tears. "Why don't you get better? The doctor said your condition is stable..."

"Don't you think I'm feeling well?" Old Mrs. Zhou's eyes were filled with tears, but she was smiling.

"Grandma, Mr. Zhao is here!" Zhou Jian excitedly opened the door of the ward.

Joy and anxiety made his face turn a little red.

Both people in the room were stunned. Seeing the old man in Taoist robes and clean sleeves following behind Zhou Jian, they were shocked beyond words.

Did they really invite Mr. Zhao Cizheng?!