Xu Jianguo transmigrated to a parallel world in the 1960s.
By chance, he rescued a pair of Daoist master and disciple. The old Daoist, on his deathbed, entrusted his three-year-old apprentice...
When Xu Jianguo returned to the bedroom, Su Dingshan was chatting with Ma Guoliang. When the old man saw him come in, he immediately smiled and said, "Thanks, kid!"
Obviously, Su Dingshan had already learned what had happened from Ma Guoliang.
"Grandpa, please don't thank me anymore. I can't afford it!" Xu Jianguo said.
"Hahaha, okay, no more, no more!" Su Dingshan said, and after thinking for a moment, he continued, "Boy, I want to trouble you again!"
"Look, you are being polite to me again. If you have any questions, just give me an order directly. I will definitely do what I can do!" Xu Jianguo said.
"Okay, I feel relieved when you say that!" Su Dingshan said.
"Grandpa, what do you need me to do?" Xu Jianguo said.
"An old comrade of mine, who is also your commander's old instructor, has rheumatism like me. Now he can't walk. He either lies in bed or sits in a wheelchair all day. He has bedsores on his buttocks. It can be said that he has no quality of life at all, so I would like to ask you to go and see him!" Su Dingshan said, and then he looked at Xu Jianguo with burning eyes.
After hearing Su Dingshan's words, Xu Jianguo's face was a little tangled. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Old man, your old comrade is in Jingzhou?"
"Yes, in Jingzhou, he has no wife, children or grandchildren, and now lives in a sanatorium in the military district." Su Dingshan said.
Xu Jianguo nodded and continued, "Old man, to be honest, I shouldn't have refused you, but I have a problem here. If this problem can't be solved, I can't go and treat your old comrade."
"What's the problem?" Ma Guoliang, who was standing by, asked anxiously.
"Well... that's right. I don't have a medical qualification. I treated the old man out of gratitude, so fundamentally speaking, I am actually practicing medicine without a license." Xu Jianguo said with some guilt.
Su Dingshan and Ma Guoliang never dreamed that the problem Xu Jianguo was talking about was that he did not have the qualifications to practice medicine.
Xu Jianguo lowered his head, ready to face the two men's anger, but after waiting for a long time, he still didn't get any response, so he raised his head and looked at them, only to find that the two old men were looking at him with smirks on their faces.
"Old man, Commander, what are you looking at? Although I'm practicing medicine without a license, my medical skills are impeccable. You have to testify to this!" Xu Jianguo said.
As Xu Jianguo finished speaking, Su Dingshan and Ma Guoliang couldn't help but look at each other, and then burst into laughter.
Xu Jianguo looked at the two of them, his eyes full of confusion.
After a long while, the two stopped laughing, and Su Dingshan said, "The problem you mentioned is that you don't have the qualifications to practice medicine?"
"Yes!" Xu Jianguo nodded.
"That's not a big deal! My dear, go find Xiao He later and tell him what I said. Ask him to get a medical license for this kid!" Su Dingshan said to Ma Guoliang.
"Okay, I'll go now!" Ma Guoliang agreed, stood up and walked out.
Xu Jianguo's mouth dropped open when he heard this. He thought to himself, "Is that the solution? No wonder so many people want to seize power!"
The "Xiao He" that Su Dingshan mentioned was the confidential secretary he brought this time, whose full name was He Hongliang. At this time, He Hongliang in the duty room was stunned after listening to Ma Guoliang's arrangement. He thought to himself that he was the confidential secretary of a vice-state-level leader after all, but he had to do something through the back door.
"Old leader, everything has been arranged!" Ma Guoliang walked in from outside and said.
Su Dingshan nodded, looked at Xu Jianguo again and asked, "Boy, is everything okay now?"
Xu Jianguo nodded like a chick pecking at rice and said, "No problem!"
"Okay, I'll go back the day after tomorrow. After everything is arranged in Jingzhou, I'll inform your commander, and then you can go to Jingzhou!" Su Dingshan said.
"Yes!" Xu Jianguo said.
The three of them chatted for a while, and then Ma Guoliang changed the bed sheets and pillowcases for Su Dingshan. Then they left the old man's room and went back to their own rooms to sleep.
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At 5:30 in the morning of the next day, Xu Jianguo woke up from his sleep, put on his clothes, folded his quilt, and then walked out of the room to wash up in the bathroom.
After washing up, Xu Jianguo came to the kitchen and took out a casserole from the space. The casserole was filled with Chinese medicine that he asked Du Yu to prepare for Su Dingshan. The medicine was used to treat the old man's stomach cancer.
Xu Jianguo placed the casserole on the stove, shoveled some broken coal to dampen the fire in the stove, and then stood up and walked towards the yard.
After doing a set of military boxing in the yard and feeling his body slightly warm, Xu Jianguo walked back into the house. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Su Dingshan and Ma Guoliang sitting on the sofa and chatting.
"Good morning, old man, good morning, Commander!" Xu Jianguo said with a smile.
"Good morning, have you finished your exercise?" Su Dingshan asked with a smile.
"Well, how do you feel?" Xu Jianguo asked.
"Let me tell you this, this is the first time in decades that I, an old man, feel so comfortable!" Su Dingshan said with emotion.
"Don't worry, comfortable days are yet to come!" Xu Jianguo said with a smile, walking towards the kitchen. After a while, he came out with a big bowl and came in front of the old man.
"Boy, what is this?" Su Dingshan asked.
"This is the Chinese medicine I made for you to treat stomach cancer!" Xu Jianguo replied.
"Oh, okay!" Su Dingshan nodded, reached out to take the bowl, blew on the medicine in the bowl, and slowly drank it.
Xu Jianguo looked at Su Dingshan's calm expression and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "He is indeed a veteran who has experienced life and death. Even though he knows he has stomach cancer, he can still talk and laugh."
Su Dingshan drank the Chinese medicine happily, handed the bowl to Xu Jianguo, and asked, "Boy, how long do I need to take this medicine?"
"Three doses in the morning, noon and evening should be enough. Before you return to Jingzhou tomorrow, I will take your pulse again and prescribe a stomach-nourishing prescription for you. Take it with you and drink it often when you get home. It will be good for you!" Xu Jianguo said with a smile.
"No, what did you say? Can cancer be cured today?" Even if Su Dingshan was very good at nourishing his qi, he couldn't sit still at this moment.
"Yes, your case is in the early stage, and it is not difficult for me," said Xu Jianguo.
"Do you know what this means?" Su Dingshan continued to ask.
"I know, so please keep it a secret for me. It's not that I don't want to make it public, but there are some herbs in the Chinese medicine I gave you that are hard to find right now. The little bit I have is also left by my family." Xu Jianguo lied.
It's not that he is unwilling to make the prescription public, but mainly because he finds it troublesome, and he also doesn't want to expose himself to the sight of some big shots at this time, which will not bring any benefits.