603 The Emperor Sends Gifts
At noon, the opening ceremony of Baicao Hospital officially began.
Because it was a hospital, Sun Sicheng finally decided not to organize any activities and just provide free medical consultation for three days.
The Sun family consists of four people: Sun Yinan, Sun Sicheng, Sun Siyuan and Changqing. Ping An brought his four apprentices Wenzhu, Xiaochen, Qingshi and Wu Jun. Sun Hongyu and Wan Changsheng also came, as well as several old doctors from Baicaotang.
The main female doctors are Leng Yue, Leng Shui and Tong Miao. There are also a dozen young men and women who know medicine. It can be said that the lineup is strong.
In early March, the temperature had warmed up and the sun was shining all over the earth. Doctors such as Sun Siyuan and Sun Hongyu were dressed in the same sky-blue robes, which looked handsome and solemn. They sat in a row in the hospital outpatient department, each with a wooden table and a small medical pillow in front of them.
During these three days, consultations are free and medicines are discounted by 20%. There are long queues in front of each doctor. Those who are sick come, and even healthy elderly people have to be accompanied by their juniors. It is always good to get a consultation. If you are not sick, you will be happy, and if you are sick, you will get treatment.
Dean Wang also took a day off today to accompany his old father and the old man of the Sun family, and to help Sun Sicheng, Ping An and Sun Wen receive guests in the hall.
All the prominent families in the capital sent gifts, the most prestigious of which was the retired emperor himself.
The retired emperor was dressed in casual clothes, his face was ruddy, he sat among a few old gentlemen, chatting and laughing. He drove all the guards aside, and those who didn't know him thought he was just an ordinary guest.
"Teacher, I heard that you are living in a peaceful village now?"
"Well, the farm is comfortable, better than the city. In a few days we will pick peach and plum blossoms to make wine for Ping An. Mu Yang, be good, you can't eat this. You have already eaten a candy today."
Only then did the emperor notice that there was a child standing below the teacher.
The child was like a fairy child walking out of a painting, with eyes as bright as the stars in the sky and facial features that could only be described as beautiful as jade. He was wearing a small scarlet brocade robe and a moon-white cape. He was so cute that I wanted to hold him in my arms and give him a kiss.
"Hey, whose child is this? Is he two years old?" The emperor pretended. Of course he knew that this was Ping An's son.
Mu Yang looked at this extraordinary grandfather and smiled sweetly at him: "My great grandfather, I am the child of Wan Ping'an's family, and also the child of my great master's family. My name is Mu Yang, I am two years old, and I celebrated my birthday last month."
Mu Yang raised two chubby little fingers.
When the emperor saw that the child was not afraid of him and smiled at him, he liked him more all of a sudden: "Oh, you are Mu Yang, you are only two years old, and you can speak so clearly, it's amazing, amazing."
Mu Yang snuggled into the old man's arms: "Grandmaster, this great grandfather said that I am very powerful, but he didn't know that I can recite poems, the names of medicines, kung fu, and many, many other things."
After saying that, he drew a big circle in the air with his two little hands.
The old man was already smiling: "Yes, our Mu Yang is the best."
The emperor looked at him with envy: "Mu Yang, I am your great-grandmaster, would you please come and talk to him?"
Mu Yang looked at the Grand Master, and when he nodded, he took a few quick steps and threw himself into the arms of the Grand Emperor: "Are you my great-uncle? Then are we relatives too?"
The emperor took off a jade pendant from his waist and said, "Of course, this is the gift from my great master. Strangers usually don't give gifts to others casually."
Mu Yang looked back at his great-grandmaster, and after he got a nod from his great-grandmaster, he took it with both hands and stuffed it into the small purse hanging on his body.
He wanted to keep all the good things and take them back to have his mother help hide them.
Dean Wang came over and said, "Mu Yang, have you called anyone?"
"Great-grandmaster, Mu Yang is here to pay his respects to you."
The tiny person, bending down and performing the scholar's salute, is so adorable.
The emperor wanted to laugh, but was afraid of scaring the child. Ping'an was such a cute son.
Dean Wang picked up the child and said, "Mu Yang, when will you study with the master?"
Mu Yang raised three little fat fingers.
Dean Wang wiped his tears pretending to be sad: "But what should I do if Master wants to see Mu Yang every day? I will cry if I can't see him for one day."
Mu Yang put his arms around his neck and patted his back with his other hand: "Master, be good. When Mu Yang grows up a little bit, he will study with you."
The emperor approached the old man and said, "Teacher, you want to resign just to teach this kid?"
The old man smiled and said, "It's mainly for your company. I'm already 80 years old this year, so shouldn't you take good care of me while I'm still here?"
And also to teach this child, this child is as smart as his father, and has a kind heart, he is a very likable and good child. "
"Teacher, can I bring my daughter to live in your village? I see that you are getting younger and younger, and so is the old man of the Sun family.
The teacher also knows that my son is not in good health, maybe he can get better, right? "
The old man was stunned.
I was speechless for a moment.
He didn't want to live with these two people. Could he refuse? No.
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Sun Sicheng and Ping An were busy receiving guests, while Sun Wen was busy keeping accounts and receiving gifts. People came one after another.
Many people in the capital sat there and refused to leave when they learned that the retired emperor had passed away. The emperor and the crown prince did not come in person, but they all sent gifts. People who had not planned to come also came with gifts.
We were busy like this until noon, when finally fewer people came to give gifts and it was time for lunch.
For the patients who had not left the venue for consultation, Wang Quan led people to bring out large baskets of steamed buns, two for each person, and a boiled egg. It was enough for them to eat, especially since these were free of charge. Everyone who received them was smiling.
Sun Sicheng did not plan to set up a banquet today. He led all the guests to the big dining room and had specifically instructed Wang Quan to prepare ten dishes and one soup, all in large bowls, and placed in a row. The guests could use their own bowls to choose the dishes they liked.
According to Ping An, it is a buffet.
The hospital cafeteria is under the management of Wang Quan. All the dishes look appetizing. They are not all meat and fish, but a combination of meat and vegetables.
It was the first time that the retired emperor had eaten such a meal. The food tasted especially delicious when there were so many people around. After finishing a bowl of food, he didn’t feel very full at all. After thinking about it, he decided to finish another bowl.
He looked at his eighty-year-old teacher next to him, who was also eating with big mouthfuls. With such energy, it is possible for him to live another ten or twenty years.
No wonder everyone wants to resign and return home.
When he got back, he told his wife about moving in with someone in Ping'an Village. But he wondered if someone who had lived in the inner palace all his life could make up his mind to live in a farm outside.
The old imperial teacher looked at his little sweetheart who was being served food by his son, then glanced at the emperor who was eating beside him with big mouthfuls of food, and turned back to talk to Ping An, thinking that maybe the retired emperor and his wife really wanted to live in the manor.
If they really come in, there is no need to make a fuss. Just treat them like everyone else, eat what is available and do the work that is required. Of course, there is no need to worry about these details about Ping An, as he will take care of everything.
The sun sets.
For patients who have not yet finished their consultation, Yuan Qing also carefully gave them a number. With this number, they can come tomorrow morning and get put at the front of the queue, so there is no chance that they will not be able to see a doctor tomorrow.
Of course, patients have nothing to say about the hospital's arrangements. On the contrary, they feel it is very considerate.
The opening of Baicao Hospital was booming, even better than Sun Sicheng and Ping An had expected, and it was considered a good start.
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