Chapter 272 Is she Doctor Ling?
Coming back to his senses, He Qinghua greeted Ling Yao with a smile: "Ms. Ling! Nice to meet you again." He certainly didn't think that Ling Yao was Doctor Ling, because her age and appearance really didn't look like a doctor. And President Zhao also said that the other party's medical skills were very superb, and he must be an old and respected Chinese medicine practitioner.
Ling Yao smiled slightly, "Mr. He!"
"Ms. Ling, do you have an appointment? Which box is it?" He Qinghua thought Ling Yao had walked into the wrong box.
Ling Yao was about to answer, and President Zhao walked over with a smile, "Ling Yao, you are here, come in and sit down."
"Okay!" Ling Yao nodded in agreement.
"So you know President Zhao?" He Qinghua was a little surprised.
The three of them walked into the private room and sat down.
President Zhao poured a cup of tea for Ling Yao, and introduced
her to He Qinghua with a smile: "She is the doctor Ling I told you about." "What?! She is the doctor Ling?" He Qinghua looked at Ling Yao in shock, his eyes full of disbelief, "President Zhao, you are not kidding me, are you? Miss Ling is so young, how could it be..."
As if he felt that this was impolite, He Qinghua quickly apologized to Ling Yao: "Miss Ling, don't be angry, I'm not questioning you, I just think you are too young, you don't look like a doctor."
"It's okay." Ling Yao shook her head indifferently. It was not the first time that her medical skills were questioned, she had long been accustomed to it. After all, in many people's minds, the older a Chinese medicine practitioner is, the more experience he or she has.
President Zhao couldn't help but laugh, "I also questioned Ling Yao's medical skills at the beginning, but don't look at her young age, her medical skills are quite powerful, otherwise I wouldn't have recommended her to you." If he hadn't questioned Ling Yao at the beginning, Ling Yao would have been a member of the Medical Association by now. "Of
course I believe President Zhao, but I'm a little surprised that Dr. Ling is Miss Ling." He Qinghua smiled awkwardly, "Miss Ling, President Zhao should have told you about my father's condition, right?"
Ling Yao nodded, "Do you have the medical records with you?"
"Yes." He Qinghua quickly took out the medical records from his briefcase and handed them to Ling Yao.
Ling Yao took the medical record, opened it and read it carefully, "It can be cured. But your father's condition is more serious. He needs to take Chinese medicine for a period of time to regulate his body, and he also needs to cooperate with acupuncture to inhibit the spread and growth rate of cancer cells. Only with such comprehensive treatment can your father recover as soon as
possible." He Qinghua's father's illness was not difficult for her. It could be solved with just one Baixiaodan that she made. But of course she would not give Baixiaodan directly to He Qinghua and let him go back to give it to his father. After all, it was lung cancer. If it could be cured with one medicine, she would have endless troubles after the news got out. After all, cancer is very difficult to cure, not to mention curing it in a short time.
"That's fine, but is it convenient for you to go
back to Hong Kong City with me?" He Qinghua knew that Ling Yao was still in college. "National Day is in two days, and I happen to have time, so I can go to Hong Kong City with you." Ling Yao said. She also wanted to see how Hong Kong City at this time is different from Hong Kong City in the future.
"Thank you very much, Miss Ling!" He Qinghua thanked happily.
The three of them chatted, and time passed quietly without them noticing.
Ling Yao raised her hand to check her watch and found that it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon. She smiled at He Qinghua and President Zhao and stood up, "Mr. He! President Zhao! It's getting late, I'll take my leave first."
President Zhao stood up, "I'm leaving too, let's go together." He still wanted to try again and ask Ling Yao if she was willing to join their medical association. It would be a huge regret for him if a medical genius like her didn't join their medical association.
"Then let's go together." He Qinghua put down his teacup and stood up.
President Zhao and Ling Yao walked side by side. He hesitated for a long time and said, "Ling Yao, would you like to consider joining our Medical Association? Our Medical Association really needs talents like you."
"Thank you, President Zhao! I don't have this plan for the time being." Ling Yao smiled and declined.
"Okay." President Zhao nodded weakly. Although he knew this would be the result, he was still a little disappointed. But he would not give up. He believed that sincerity could move mountains and open rocks. One day he would convince Ling Yao to join the Medical Association.
After leaving the teahouse, Ling Yao saw Lu Qingyun's car, which was parked not far away waiting for her. She raised her lips slightly, said something to He Qinghua and President Zhao, and then walked towards Lu Qingyun's car. She
opened the car door and got in.
"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Ling Yao smiled and looked at Lu Qingyun.
"Just arrived not long ago." Lu Qingyun looked at Ling Yao with eyes full of affection and started the car. "Yaoyao, I have to go to Hong Kong City tomorrow. I have an important meeting to attend. I will be back in about a week."
Ling Yao didn't expect it to be such a coincidence, "Then I'll go with you." It happened that she also promised He Qinghua to go to help his father treat his illness.
"Okay." Lu Qingyun didn't ask anything, smiled and nodded in agreement. As long as Yaoyao is happy, he will not refuse, and he also wants to take her around.
"Then I will ask for leave from school when we go back."
"Okay." Lu Qingyun nodded lovingly, stretched out his hand to hold Lingyao's hand, and gently squeezed it.
Lingyao stretched out her hand and played with Lu Qingyun's slender fingers. His knuckles were distinct, his fingers were inward, smooth as jade, and very beautiful. "Don't you ask me why I should go with you?"
"As long as you are happy."
Lingyao raised a brilliant smile, her eyes turned cunningly, and she quickly stepped forward and kissed Lu Qingyun on the cheek, "You are so good to me!"
The smile on Lu Qingyun's mouth deepened a little, "You are my wife, if I am not good to you? Who should I be good to?"
The two chatted and laughed, and soon returned to the family compound.
The wives of soldiers who were chatting under the tree were all envious when they saw Lu Qingyun's car.
"Captain Lu is such a good husband. He dotes on his wife the most in our hospital."
"Yeah, I used to think Captain Lu was cold, but I didn't expect him to be so good to his wife after he got married."
"Sister Ling Yao is so lucky. Unlike us, we have to do housework and take care of children."
"It's true that if you compare yourself to others, you will die. If you compare yourself to others, you will throw away. Everyone has their own destiny."
Ling Yao returned home and called her tutor to ask for leave.
Then she called He Qinghua and told him that she was going to Hong Kong City tomorrow. "If you have something else to do in the mainland, you can come two days later. I will go to Hong Kong City first."
"I'm fine. I'll be back to Hong Kong tomorrow," He Qinghua said. He had just received a call from home saying that his father's condition had worsened, and he wished he could fly back directly.