Zhang Xudong looked at Dean Lu who was standing next to Mr. Zheng, and the more he looked, the more uncomfortable he felt.
You kicked me in here and then ran away to watch the fun. That's not a very decent thing to do.
Besides, you can’t kick my butt for nothing.
"President Lu, please come quickly and maintain order. We need to hurry and treat these old heroes.
You write some slips of paper with as many numbers as there are people, then draw lots. Whoever draws number one gets to see the doctor first. We'll rely on luck. It's fair and just. Is everyone okay with that?
As soon as Zhang Xudong finished speaking, all the old men and women in the room looked at each other and burst into laughter.
An old lady with a kind face smiled and said to Zhang Xudong, "Young man, you don't have to pay attention to them.
These people have spent their entire lives in the military. Now they spend all day in this sanatorium, and suddenly they feel like useless people.
Although they usually don't say anything, they all feel unwilling in their hearts.
If they were healthy, they wouldn't have to live and eat for free and still need someone to take care of them. Even if they were asked to carry sacks and do hard labor, they would be able to eat and sleep more comfortably than they do now."
"What happened today was just them wanting to vent their anger.
If people really make such a fuss just to queue up, then all those years of waiting in line would have been in vain.
Young man, you have to be patient. It's not easy for them either. Don't worry about anything else, just focus on treating the disease."
The old lady turned around and said, "Old sisters, let's go see the doctor first and let those old men go and queue up by themselves!"
As soon as the old lady finished speaking, a group of elderly people lined up consciously.
Zhang Xudong looked at the scene in front of him that suddenly changed, and couldn't help but sigh: Veterans are veterans, even their tactics are different from ours.
They have been living together for quite some time, and everyone knows whose illness is less serious and whose injury is more serious.
The elderly people consciously lined up according to the severity of their injuries.
Dean Lu frowned and asked the leisurely Mr. Zheng, "Old Chief, have you known this was going on for a long time?"
Mr. Zheng looked at Dean Lu with disdain: "Little Lu, it seems you've been away from the team for too long! You've almost forgotten the team's discipline!"
"Is there really no difference in position between these people? Don't they know that subordinates must obey their superiors?
When we are laughing, we talk about friendship; when we are serious, we talk about discipline.
These people have discipline ingrained in them. Do you think they would make a fuss over a certain order of precedence?
Once the old people quieted down, they were really quiet, and the room became silent almost instantly.
There were only the sounds of coughing that one tried to suppress but couldn't, which kept ringing in the room.
A group of old ladies helped a thin old lady who was holding a handkerchief over her mouth and breathing heavily to sit in the seat opposite Zhang Xudong.
As soon as Zhang Xudong put his hand on the old lady's pulse, the old lady began to gasp loudly, looking as if she was out of breath.
Zhang Xudong quickly stood up and turned the table, took off the old lady's shoes, and kept pressing his thumb on the old lady's Taichong acupoint.
After a while, the old lady's condition improved a lot. Zhang Xudong continued to press the Taichong acupoint for a while before putting her shoes on and sitting back in his chair.
"Grandma, you can't stay up late anymore. Go to bed when it gets dark. Also, don't get angry easily. Otherwise, your asthma won't get better.
From now on, drink water soaked with green tangerine peel. Remember, it must be green tangerine peel; you cannot drink tangerine peel that is not from the previous year.
I will give you some recipes for the soapberry pills. You can make some yourself. Take three pills during the day and one pill before going to bed at night.
Then, exercise moderately and keep fit.
However, you should stop practicing the boxing techniques you learned in the military. Instead, you should learn Tai Chi or Ba Duan Jin.
You should also eat some jujube and pork liver regularly to replenish your Qi and blood. If you persist, your asthma will get better."
"Thank you, young sir. I used to stay up late and get angry easily.
I have to change it in the future. Not only does it make me uncomfortable, but it also disturbs others’ rest,” said the old lady.
"Here, take it. This is your consultation fee. I, Grandma, have never taken advantage of anyone in my life, and today I will not take advantage of you giving the baby."
The old lady took out five yuan and a few food coupons and put them in Zhang Xudong's hand, then took out a prescription and pushed it aside.
Zhang Xudong just remembered to return the money to the old lady, but he saw Mr. Zheng shaking his head at him and sitting down again.
Yes, those who survived the hail of bullets attach great importance to their dignity.
For them, as long as they can maintain their dignity, life and death don’t matter, let alone some money?
Zhang Xudong sat down and treated the old heroes more seriously because they deserved his respect.
After treating each old lady, a pile of money and bills was already on the table in front of Zhang Xudong.
At the front of the group of old men stood an old man with a slim figure and handsome face.
When he saw that there was no one in front of the examination table, he limped towards Zhang Xudong with difficulty.
There were other old men nearby who wanted to help him, but he flatly refused them all.
Zhang Xudong stood up and waited for the old man to walk over with difficulty and sit on the waiting stool before he sat down again to feel the old man's pulse.
"Grandpa, there's actually nothing wrong with your body. Are all your hopes resting on this leg?" Zhang Xudong asked the old man.
"Young man, I, an old man, don't have any other ideas. As long as I can walk normally, I will go back to my hometown to carry manure. It is better than sitting here and waiting to die."
Zhang Xudong wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, calmed down, and then said:
"Grandpa, I can't tell you for sure right now. I can only make a judgment after I examine your injured leg."
The old man immediately said, "Come on, kid. Grandpa trusts you. I'll leave this broken leg to you. You can check it and play with it as you like."
After examining the old man's injured leg, Zhang Xudong said in disbelief:
"Old man, your leg was not properly reattached after it was broken, or maybe it was reattached at the time, but you exerted force again before the bone healed, causing the healed bone to be dislocated again."
"Young man, let's not talk about what happened back then. It was all the fault of the Japanese. Just look at my leg and see if it can be cured."
"Old man, your leg can be cured, just reconnect the broken bones. But you!
But it would be a real pain, as you would have to pry open the unconnected part of the bone and reconnect it, which would be very painful.
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