Chapter 439 Seeking Medical Treatment
The door of Yatang is still locked.
Just after lunchtime, there was a loud knock on the door outside.
Meng Anran was reading the medical book given by his master in the main room. When he heard the sound, he subconsciously looked towards the door.
The sun was shining brightly, and the crack in the door was blocked by shadows. Judging from his height, he should be a man.
Zhao An walked in with hot tea and asked as usual: "Master, that man is here again, should we let him in?"
Zhao Cizheng took a sip of the hot tea, her voice hoarse and old: "No."
Meng Anran frowned slightly and asked, "Who is outside?"
Zhao An replied, "He came from the capital seeking medical help. He said his elderly family member has a heart attack and he wants the Master to come and see him. He's been here for three days straight. His last name is Zhou."
heart disease?
Last name Zhou?
Could it be Zhou Jian?
Meng Anran had some guesses in her mind.
Everyone said that Zhao Cizhen hated high-ranking officials, but Meng Anran knew that it was because she was forcibly taken away by Lu Heng back then, and that was why Old Zhao had a thorn in his heart.
But doctors have a kind heart. If the patient is really in critical condition, it is impossible for Dr. Zhao not to save him.
"Master..." Meng Anran was about to persuade the master to meet him, but she saw that his hand holding the tea was trembling slightly.
The words were stuck in my throat.
Western doctors hold scalpels, while traditional Chinese medicine practitioners take pulses and administer acupuncture. Their hands are the medical practitioners' livelihood.
The master is old, and he is afraid that his hands that save lives will eventually become sharp blades that harm people.
Meng Anran's nose felt a little sore, and she looked up at Zhao An: "Let him in, I want to see him."
Zhao An was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhao Ci Zheng. Seeing that he didn't react much, she followed Meng Anran's wishes and went to open the door.
Dr. Zhao from Yatang is a world-renowned miracle doctor, but he is also notoriously difficult to hire in the circle.
Many dignitaries came to ask for medicine, but they couldn't even enter the door of the elegant hall.
I thought that no matter how arrogant a person was, he was still a doctor and always had a kind heart. As long as I persisted in visiting him, I would be able to impress Mr. Zhao.
After coming for three days in a row, the door of Yatang was closed. Zhou Jian thought he would return empty-handed today as well.
But at this moment, footsteps were heard from inside, and the wooden door creaked open a crack.
It was the girl he had met on his first day here.
Zhou Jian was overjoyed and asked quickly, "Miss, is Mr. Zhao willing to see me?"
Zhao An shook his head, "The hall master does not see guests, but the young hall master invites you in."
Young hall master?
Zhou Jian was puzzled. He had only heard of the name Zhao Cizhen of Yatang, but had never heard of the young hall master.
No matter what, he was finally able to enter the gate of Yatang.
He followed Zhao An in, carrying a few bags of gifts.
Maybe it’s because Zhao Cizhen used to be a Taoist priest.
The interior of Yatang looks more like a Taoist temple than a medical clinic.
The house is renovated everywhere and is simple and cool. The corridors are made of ordinary stone bricks and wood, and there are green plants everywhere in the yard.
Zhou Jian was very puzzled. With so many dignitaries coming to him to ask for medicine, if Mr. Zhao was willing to receive one or two of them, he would surely live a life of wealth and glory.
It is really unfair for a famous doctor to live in such a simple little place.
Arriving in front of the hall, Zhou Jian caught a glimpse of two people sitting inside. He immediately bowed and said respectfully, "Mr. Zhao, my grandmother has suffered from heart disease for many years. She is now relying on intravenous drips in the hospital. The doctor said she may not have much time left. Please... help my grandmother!"
Thinking that his grandmother might leave him at any time, Zhou Jian's nose felt sore and even this seven-foot-tall man couldn't help but shed tears.
Zhao Ci Zheng put down the teacup, stood up, put her hands behind her back, and slowly turned back to her room.
Looking at the lonely figure of his master, Meng Anran felt a pang of sadness in his heart. The feeling of being powerless must be very uncomfortable...
She looked at Zhou Jian in front of the hall.
He was wearing the simplest clothes, his hair was unkempt, and he looked completely different from when he met him in the photography studio two days ago.
"See you Zhou." She called softly.
Zhou Jian was startled when he heard the cold and slightly familiar female voice. He slowly raised his head and met the pair of peach blossom eyes that were as calm as water.
"Meng Anran? Why is it you?" He was surprised.
Just as I asked, I suddenly remembered that she held a birthday party last year and revealed that she was the apprentice of Zhao Laoxiao of Yatang!
When this identity was made public, it was even reported in the business section of the news!
Zhao An said at the right time: "Miss An Ran is the apprentice of the hall master, and is now the young hall master of the elegant hall."
This is not just a title, but also symbolizes that Meng Anran will inherit Zhao Cizhen's mantle and become the new owner of Yatang in the future.
Since Meng Anran has been recognized by Mr. Zhao, his medical skills must be good.
What kind of bullshit dignity is worthless in front of grandma's life? Zhou Jian bowed again and said word by word: "Miss An, I offended you a few days ago. Please treat my grandma!"
Meng Anran's eyes flickered slightly, and it was unknown what she was thinking. "Come in and sit down."
These three short words gave Zhou Jian hope. He trotted up the stairs, entered the main room, and placed all the gifts in his hands on the table.
He stepped back in front of Meng Anran and said politely, "I'm sorry for what I said the other day. I don't know what to give Mr. Zhao when I come to visit. These are the only common things I can offer..."
"Stop." Meng Anran raised her hand to interrupt him and pointed to the other end of the tea table. "Sit down."
Zhou Jian originally thought Meng Anran had a bad impression of him and might take the opportunity to make things difficult for him, but seeing her indifferent attitude, he knew that he was being petty.
He carefully sat down in an empty seat, rubbed his trouser legs nervously with his hands, and was a little at a loss for a moment in the face of Meng Anran's gentle attitude.
Meng Anran ignored his reserved and tentative look and glanced at the gifts he brought.
The Zhou family is in the jewelry business and brought a box of cash and a lot of valuable diamonds and jade.
He even brought the store's treasure, the hollow carved gold ring.
Sincerity is evident.
Yes, compared to Old Lady Zhou’s life, what are these money and worldly things worth?
Since her master didn’t like anything, she put the items back into the bag one by one.
Zhou Jian thought she was dissatisfied with the gifts and said quickly, "Ms. An Ran, I know you've seen many rare treasures, but these may not catch your eye. As long as you're willing to help my grandmother with her treatment, I'm willing to give you 10% of the shares of my jewelry company!"
Meng Anran looked up at him for two seconds, then suddenly smiled, "Why do I need your shares? Do I look like someone who's short of money?"
Zhou Jian was anxious. "What do you want? Even if it means emptying my family's savings..."
"Stop!" Meng Anran raised her hand again to interrupt him. Under his confused gaze, she stretched out her hand: "Did you bring the hospital's examination report?"
Zhou Jian was in a daze for a moment, "I brought it, put it in the car, I'll go get it!"
He ran out quickly.
Zhao An brought over a cup of fresh tea and happened to hear the conversation between the two.
"The conditions he proposed are quite tempting. Don't you agree?"
"When I come here, I am a doctor. The elegant hall has its own rules."
Meng Anran picked up the teacup and took a sip.
If she were at the negotiation table, the conditions just now would indeed make her extremely satisfied.
But we don’t talk about business in Yatang, and we don’t charge random consultation fees.
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