"It's like this. The doctors in Beijing all advocate surgery for my father. They mean that without surgery, my father's condition may worsen at any time. But my father hopes to have conservative treatment first. I have asked the doctor. The acupuncture technique you used on my father before is very unique. I would like to ask you to go to Beijing with me to treat my father." Jian Xiuqi finally stated the ultimate purpose of his trip.
When Su Miaomiao heard this, her eyebrows slightly raised. She knew that his father was still in danger. Even if he wanted to thank him, it was impossible for him to travel thousands of miles from Beijing to this small mountain village at this time.
Obviously there is another purpose.
At that time, she used acupuncture to stabilize the old man's heart pulse, and specifically reminded the medical staff not to remove the silver needle before sending him to the hospital. Someone who knows the business can indeed see it.
"Comrade Su, don't worry. As long as you are willing to go to Beijing with me to treat my father, I will pay you generously regardless of whether you agree or not." Jian Xiuqi looked at the silent Su Miaomiao, thinking that she was unwilling, and spoke quickly.
He was at his wit's end. He had looked for all the doctors he could. Later, an expert in traditional Chinese medicine told him that the person who had given acupuncture to Mr. Huo before should be quite skilled in medicine, and he could ask her to come over and give it a try.
That's why he tried every possible means to find Su Miaomiao, hoping that she could help.
"Can you tell me what the old man does?" Su Miaomiao did not discuss any remuneration with Jian Xiuqi, but only asked a question that surprised him.
"Can't say?" Su Miaomiao asked again.
"I can't tell you the specifics, but I can tell you that my father is a researcher." Jian Xiuqi said.
researcher?
With this identity, it is understandable why he has not retired at that age.
Many researchers become more authoritative as they get older, and some are even rehired by their employers after retirement.
Especially in this era, the country needs vigorous development, but talent is scarce, so many people do research while sick, and some even stick to their posts until they die.
"I can go to Beijing with you, but my identity is a bit special. Some procedures are required to cross the province, so going to Beijing may be a little more troublesome." Su Miaomiao reminded.
"Don't worry about that. I will take care of all the procedural issues for you." When Jian Xiuqi heard Su Miaomiao agreed, his tone became a little anxious.
"Okay, then come back to see me after you've settled my formalities. I'm going home to eat now." Su Miaomiao nodded to Jian Xiuqi and sat on the back seat of Huo Wenbo's car.
"Brother, let's go home."
"Okay." Huo Wenbo glanced at Jian Xiuqi before riding away.
The driver opened his mouth to say something, but they were already far away.
He looked at the large and small packages of gifts in his hands, then turned to look at Jian Xiuqi beside him.
"What should we do with these? Should we send them to Comrade Su?"
"She doesn't like these things, put them back." Jian Xiuqi's eyes followed Su Miaomiao's back.
"Okay, so what do we do next?" the driver asked.
"Let's go back to the county town and help her complete the formalities as quickly as possible." Jian Xiuqi turned around and got into the car.
"Yes." After putting the gift bags into the car, the driver quickly sat in the driving seat.
Huo Wenbo hesitated for a long time, but still spoke with some concern.
"Little sister, do you really want to go to Jing City with that man to treat his father's illness?"
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