Zhang Guoqing, a 21st-century orphan, and his pregnant wife, Zhou Jiao, were working hard for their future when a massive inheritance suddenly fell into their laps. On their way to the hospital for...
After chatting for a while, Mr. Ma and Mr. Dong left first because of business, and then the three senior brothers also said goodbye and left because they had important matters to attend to in the afternoon.
Before leaving, Senior Brother Zhu Ling of the Military General Hospital took down the portrait of the ancestor and ritual items such as incense burners, and carefully placed them in two boxes.
After packing up, he saluted Zhou Xiaozheng silently with some restraint. After Zhou Xiaozheng returned the salute, he said goodbye to everyone and left with a relaxed step.
Old man Hu, standing by, shook his head. They were both old men of about the same age, but this fool had no sense at all. He was truly a fool.
Zhou Xiaozheng explained clearly: "Don't blame him, this is the situation."
"When my senior brother adopted him, the child was already ten years old, and his personality had already taken shape. Aside from being timid, he was quite honest."
Zhou Xiaozheng couldn't help but investigate the person his daughter would interact with. He knew their background inside and out. To call them honest was a compliment. If they had a bit of scheming, given their medical skills, connections with their teachers and brothers, and their extensive experience across the prairie, they wouldn't be lingering in their position as deputy director.
However, he didn't bring it up. What kind of young man likes to be belittled by outsiders? "It's good. The soldiers under my command all like to see Doctor Zhu."
Speaking of medical consultations, Doctor Hu waved at Zhou Jiao and took out a pulse pillow. "How's your diet these past few days? How's your sleep? Is there anything unusual you notice?"
After Zhou Jiao sat down, she placed her hand on the pulse pillow and said, "Master, everything is normal."
Ten minutes later, Doctor Hu withdrew his hand, looked up at her, and was about to speak when he found that his apprentice had his back to the crowd and was blinking at him vigorously.
Doctor Hu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's good. You should take better care of yourself. Girl, are you still not planning to drop out of school?"
Hearing this, Zhang Guoqing frowned slightly. He always felt that something was unusual. He took a few steps and looked at the master and disciple calmly.
"Master, I feel I can move freely and feel good. Don't worry, if I feel any discomfort, I will definitely ask for leave and go home."
Doctor Hu was silent for a moment, then smiled and nodded, "That's fine. When I have some free time, I'm thinking of living there for a while so I can help you with your studies."
The master and the disciple were solving riddles. Zhou Xiaozheng, who was standing by, glanced at his son-in-law, lowered his head and said nothing.
"Okay, while your family is here, I will give you a safety check. Who goes first?" Doctor Hu looked at Zhou Xiaozheng who lowered his head and said with a smile.
Zhou Jiao had long wanted her master to take Lin Lishan's pulse. She was worried that the medicine Gu Ruyi had given her might have some unfortunate side effects, but she hadn't dared to speak out, fearing that it would burden her mother.
Zhou Jiao smiled and pulled her mother, holding her down to sit down: "Master, please take a look at my mother."
Doctor Hu took the patient's pulse and said after a while: "I've seen that kind of medicine before. If it had been treated with acupuncture within three years of the incident, there might have been a glimmer of hope. But now..."
Lin Lishan had long given up the idea of getting pregnant again. She smiled and comforted Dr. Hu: "It's okay, I've let it go a long time ago."
Doctor Hu was most pleased to see his patients cooperate, and most disliked those who looked desperate and unlucky. He smiled and said, "But this medicine does have an advantage."
Ever since Zhou Jiao learned what drug her mother had been poisoned with, she'd been researching a lot of information. She'd vaguely found some clues that some women who relied on their beauty to gain favor had taken these drugs.
"Taking it will slow down aging! This medicine was originally developed by a favored concubine in the palace, who ordered the Imperial Hospital to prevent aging and fading. Later, an upright imperial physician submitted a memorial claiming it was harmful to the dragon's offspring, and its use was banned. After several dynasties changed, this medicine finally spread to the public."
Lin Lishan didn't care who invented it. She was already beaming with joy at the thought that it would slow down aging after taking it. If she hadn't been worried about Zhou Xiaozheng misunderstanding her, she would have burst into laughter.
Having an outstanding man, who looks ten years younger than him, puts a lot of pressure on this wife, especially since there are still many people who are eyeing her man.
If she didn't have a daughter who was equally beautiful, Lin Lishan would have worried that a woman would break in.
Zhou Jiao felt certain she would agree, and then she asked the question that had been elusive to her: "Master, are there any side effects? Will it cause damage to human organs?"
Doctor Hu shook his head and slapped the table regretfully: "I have only seen the pills once, but unfortunately I was short of money at that time. By the time I raised the money, they had already been bought. Otherwise, it would have been great to make a prescription for you."
Zhang Guoqing stared at the unreconciled Old Man Hu in silence. He wondered if his wife would be distorted by his upbringing. What was the point of this strange prescription?
Oh, no! If this can be combined with future family planning, I guess more than half of the women in the country will go crazy.
"Very expensive?"
"Of course." Old Man Hu said, then shook his head. "Compared to the rewards given by those patrons, it's not expensive. That time it was ten taels of gold each."
Zhang Guoqing's businessman's brain quickly calculated and compared the future beauty salon. He looked at Doctor Hu with sympathy. No wonder he slammed the table!
Seeing that the old man was becoming more and more outrageous, Zhou Xiaozheng cleared his throat and glanced at Doctor Hu, reminding him to pay attention to the occasion and Ping An who was listening with great interest.
"Uh, come on."
Zhang Guoqing looked at his father-in-law and said, "Dad, you go first."
"No need, the old man has already checked my pulse before."
"He's fine."
Zhang Guoqing smiled, picked up his son and sat him in front of him. He placed the child's hand on the pulse pillow and looked at him eagerly.
Doctor Hu rolled his eyes at him, grabbed the hands of both father and son, and took their pulses at the same time.
Zhou Jiao, standing by, stared at the new master with sparkling eyes. This move was truly amazing; he truly deserved to be called a master.
"Jiaojiao, you must not imitate this old man's reckless behavior. This is just me, how can I take a pulse so recklessly? I still have..."
Old Man Hu raised his hand and quickly knocked Zhang Guoqing on the forehead, then immediately put his hand on his wrist to check his pulse: "You little bastard, you know nothing."
Zhang Guoqing nodded at Zhou Jiao, signaling her to look at the old man. "Look! He's exposed when he gets anxious, even swearing. How can he be a master?"
After a while, Old Man Hu looked at Zhang Guoqing suspiciously: "You're stronger than an ox. It would be great if you could work in the fields. Why go to university?"
Everyone burst into laughter when they heard this.
After joking, Doctor Hu stopped smiling and said seriously, "Your Qi and blood are both strong, and you have excess energy. Run a few more laps. You can't take any more tonics."
"Thank you, old man."
Doctor Hu turned his head and ignored the strong boy, observing his young disciple carefully. "Stick out your tongue and show it to Master."
Ping An did as he was told.
"Good boy, Master asks you something, and you must tell the truth."
Ping An's eyes showed doubt, and he nodded obediently.
"Is my little darling unwilling to eat the vegetables?"
Ping'an's big, watery eyes rolled around: "Master, I will definitely correct my picky eating habits."
"How pitiful! Every day it's either cabbage or radish. Good boy, just eat what you have first, and I'll ask the master to send you some fruit later to satisfy your craving."
"Thank you, Master."
"When you're older, Master will take you to the south. The weather there is nice, everything is good. This damn place is nothing..."