"No, that's not what I meant." Wan Zhiqiang rubbed his face.

Zhan Xinyue raised her eyebrows, without even looking at him, and got on the passenger seat.

When Shen Zhixian saw his sister-in-law get into the car, he followed suit and prepared to start the car.

"Wait, wait," Wan Zhiqiang became anxious as he saw Shen Zhixian was about to drive. He stood by the passenger window and shouted, "I want to apologize to this female comrade."

Shen Zhixian stopped what he was doing and looked at Wan Zhiqiang curiously.

After I said the first sentence, the rest went much more smoothly.

Wan Zhiqiang's life was smooth. To put it in today's terms, he was a family kid since he was young, a top student, skipped grades in elementary school, and was selected by the country to study abroad.

In the country, he was also very popular with his tutors. The school in the country also asked him to stay in school several times and become a tutor directly, but Wan Zhiqiang still came back.

Perhaps it was because he had been too lucky in life. Wan Zhiqiang, who had only heard praise and affirmation since he was a child, had also seen the development of Western countries, the precise and high-end instruments of Western medicine, and the emergency procedures that could save the dying. After living in China for more than ten years, Wan Zhiqiang looked down on Chinese medicine.

But yesterday, at the Shen family, Zhan Xinyue gave him a moving lesson. After returning home, he found some books on traditional Chinese medicine. The more he read, the more he realized the magic of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Comrade Zhan, I'm sorry. I was too superficial and too arrogant. I solemnly apologize to you and to the discipline of medicine."

Wan Zhiqiang lowered his head. Just now when he was taking a statement at the Public Security Bureau, he heard Zhan Xinyue's name.

Zhan Xinyue raised an eyebrow, thinking that this person could still be saved. In just one day, he knew his own shortcomings and had the courage to face them.

After all, no matter which country they are in, most men are patriarchal. It is difficult for them to admit their mistakes, and it is even more difficult for them to sincerely apologize to a woman.

"Well, Chinese medicine has a long history. As early as the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was a genius doctor named Hua Tuo who scraped the bones to heal Guan Gong. He was even confident that he could open Cao Cao's skull. This is what is called surgery, and we Chinese medicine has had it for a long time."

Zhan Xinyue said, then changed the subject: "Of course, this does not mean that Western medicine is bad. Both Western and Chinese medicine have their own strengths. In fact, to be more precise, it should be called modern medicine. After all, we Chinese have made great contributions from the initial learning to application and then to innovation."

Wan Zhiqiang agrees very much. He is now convinced and truly believes that everyone has his own way.

"Comrade Zhan, you are right. You should be less than 20 years old. You are so young and have such superb medical skills. You are really talented. More importantly, you have a big vision. Wan really admires you."

Wan Zhiqiang did not feel embarrassed when he expressed his admiration to the little girl who was two years younger than him. He believed that anyone with a true story, regardless of age, was worthy of respect and learning.

"I have been assigned to the commune hospital. I was depressed at first, thinking that I would just muddle through the days and get by. But I have just talked to you and I have benefited a lot. I also realized that there is no limit to learning and I still have a lot to learn. Besides, no matter where I am, as long as I am in a medical position, I must do my best to serve patients."

Zhan Xinyue nodded. She could feel Wan Zhiqiang's sincerity. "You are right to think so. No matter where we are, patients are our top priority. And primary care resources are scarce. You can shine and contribute more if you go there."

Wan Zhiqiang was encouraged and felt more energetic. He raised his head and said to Zhan Xinyue, "Thank you, Comrade Zhan, for what happened yesterday."

If Zhan Xinyue had not found out that Chen Meili was already two and a half months pregnant, he would still be kept in the dark, wearing a cuckold, and still having to support Chen Meili.

In fact, Chen Meili only held a part-time job in the hospital, and her salary was paid by Wan Zhiqiang privately.

Zhan Xinyue smiled, knowing what Wan Zhiqiang meant, and nodded, "You're welcome."

After saying his apology and thanking him, Shen Zhixian started the car, waved to Wan Zhiqiang, and drove towards home.

The red clouds accompanied the evening breeze, and the people in the car were returning home in a hurry. Zhan Xinyue looked at the ginkgo trees hastily retreating by the roadside, and couldn't help thinking about Sheng Tunan.

One day without seeing you, I miss you with every breath I take.

After finally arriving home, Zhan Xinyue got out of the car immediately, smiling, and walked in carrying bags, but she only saw Dong Wushuang sitting alone under the grape trellis in the yard preparing lessons.

"Mom, we're back." Zhan Xinyue called out affectionately.

Dong Wushuang put down his pen and asked with a smile, "Did you have fun today?"

"Open up, buy some clothes, and get some medicine for dad. After he's done eating tonight, he can eat." Zhan Xinyue looked inside the house, looking for Sheng Tunan.

"Your father and Tuanan haven't returned home yet, but they called and said they won't be back until late." Dong Wushuang had already stood up and was walking back to the room holding Zhan Xinyue's arm.

"The second brother's unit is far from home, so he lives in the unit dormitory and comes back once a week. The third brother works overtime every day, and the fifth brother goes on a date with his girlfriend." As the two were talking, they had already arrived at the living room, and Zhan Xinyue put all the bags on the sofa.

Shen Zhixian took out the supplementary food, glanced at the rich dishes in the restaurant, and decided to eat snacks tomorrow.

"Mom, why did you cook so many dishes today?" Shen Zhixian cried with joy.

"We agreed to invite Army Commander He to dinner tomorrow, but he, your father, and Tunan were all retained by the leader. But it doesn't matter, the food won't be wasted. Zhixian, make a few big bowls and take a little of each dish and leave them for the two guards."

Dong Wushuang had previously asked the guards to have a meal together, but the two young soldiers said they could not leave their posts, so he had to prepare the meal and send it over.

"Okay." Shen Zhixian agreed, and together with Zhan Xinyue, he prepared the food and brought it to the two little warriors.

After delivering the meal, Zhan Xinyue looked at the moon that had risen and missed Sheng Tunan even more.