Chapter 825 Chinese Medicine Shop
Zhou Suihuai has never worried about money in his life. His family is wealthy, he has several older brothers, and he can use his black card at will.
At this moment, I am extremely depressed because of money.
This was the first time he knocked on Bian's door.
Bian Yaoyao came to open the door and was quite surprised to see Zhou Suihuai at the door, "Suihuai, why are you here? Come in and talk."
Zhou Suihuai was a little hesitant to go in, and he couldn't explain why.
In front of Bian Yaoyao and Huo Wuzun, he always felt guilty for getting a girl pregnant and giving birth without taking responsibility. "No, Aunt Yaoyao, is Bian Zhi back?"
When asked this question, Bian Yaoyao was even more surprised.
They were inseparable before, but now their relationship has become dull after losing his memory. This was the first time Zhou Suihuai mentioned Bian Zhi, and also the first time he officially walked to the door of the Bian family's house from the house opposite.
Even though the two houses are only separated by a road.
"Zhizhi? She has a lot of patients and hasn't finished get off work yet." Bian Yaoyao checked the time. "It will probably take more than five hours."
It was already dark, around five in the afternoon, and Bian Yaoyao said skillfully that it would take more than five hours.
"So late? Is there a lot going on at the Chinese Medicine Hospital?"
Bian Yaoyao: "Yes, there are many patients. Chinese medicine, nothing else, relies on experience, relying on a pair of hands. Too many people come, it's a life-threatening matter. She is soft-hearted, usually even if there is no appointment, she will help to see them together. It's that girl Lin Ling who forced her to do it at 10 o'clock in the evening, otherwise who knows how many patients would come. They all come from other places, it's not easy for them."
Bian Zhi inherited Bian Yaoyao's soft-hearted nature, but although he looks cold on the outside, he is actually not very easy to talk to.
Even though he had lost his memory, Zhou Suihuai had figured out the trick from their few interactions.
"Okay, then I won't bother you anymore. I'll go to the Chinese Medicine Hospital to find her."
As he spoke, Zhou Suihuai nodded at Bian Yaoyao, then turned and left.
As soon as the person left, Bian Yaoyao sent a message to Bian Zhi, and her words sounded quite happy. She and Huo Wuzun had been separated for many years. Even though she was happy now, she still regretted the years they missed. She didn't want Bian Zhi and Zhou Suihuai to have to wait until she was her age to be together again.
Zhou Suihuai went to the Chinese medicine hospital.
This was his first time here, and he felt very familiar when he walked in.
But no one paid any attention to him.
The four men, tall, short, fat and thin, standing at the door were stunned for a moment when they saw him coming, and then looked away as if they didn't see him.
This look reminded Zhou Suihuai of the day he went to the new company. The attitude and expression of the company there were exactly the same as theirs.
Zhou Suihuai went to the Chinese medicine hospital and passed by the finance department. It was the beginning of the month and the calculators inside were clattering wildly.
Finally, he seemed to have figured it out, and his finances collapsed. "I'm going crazy! This month, my expenses are not enough to cover my income!"
The cashier across from him also sighed, "The dean is subsidizing money every month. How is this different from charity?"
Accountant: "You don't have to leave work after 10 o'clock every day when you're doing charity work. Look how many people are waiting outside the corridor right now. You're so busy all day, how can you be healthy? Oh, but I heard that the dean is going to participate in a variety show soon, so maybe he can relax and unwind."
The cashier was about to speak when he saw Zhou Suihuai at the door.
After a moment of intense shock, he lowered his eyelashes and said coldly to the door, "This is a financially important place, no one is allowed to enter."
As soon as these words were spoken, the accountant turned around and was stunned when he saw Zhou Suihuai standing at the door.
People who are not doctors cannot understand such a ridiculous incident as selective amnesia. Everyone thinks that this is a wealthy family that doesn't recognize its child after giving birth.
The accountant stood up and slammed the door in front of Zhou Suihuai with a bang.
Zhou Suihuai was stunned for a moment.
The young master of a wealthy family has a good-looking face and is a star. Most of the time, when girls see him, they either scream or look at him with shy and timid admiration. Very few people would show such disgust to his face, as if looking at him for even one more second is dirty.
Although he was treated like this, Zhou Suihuai was quite calm. If someone was not nice to him, it meant that he was nice to Bian Zhi.
There were still many patients waiting in the corridor at around 6 o'clock.
Some people were holding reports with sad faces, some were covering their chests, and some were sitting in the corner with depressed looks on their faces, but when they came out, they all smiled again.
Zhou Suihuai was sitting on the bench at the door, and the door of the clinic was not closed tightly.
The voices of Bian Zhi and the patient could be heard faintly.
"Doctor, am I beyond help?"
"Doctor? Can I survive this year? My daughter is getting married next year."
"Doctor, I can't see anymore. The doctor said I need surgery, and I'm afraid."
"Doctor, I can't get an appointment. I'm very anxious and my stomach is upset. I haven't eaten for several days and I feel like I'm going to have low blood sugar."
“…”
That night, Zhou Suihuai heard many similar sounds.
Panic, fear, despair, and sadness.
I also heard Bian Zhi say to them:
"There is hope."
"Take your medicine well and you will live to be eighty."
"Don't have surgery yet, try Chinese medicine, don't worry, it will get better,"
"Stomach problems are not difficult. Your mood is important. I'll prescribe medicine for two days. Come back when you feel better. If you don't have an appointment, it's okay. You can wait in line and I'll finish the examination. Go home and have a good rest. It's not a big deal."
“…”
Bian Zhi's words were gentle and powerful. Zhou Suihuai watched those depressed people coming out one by one, and his face showed a firmer desire for life.
He suddenly seemed to understand more deeply why those who knew him and Bian Zhi were angry with him. He also seemed to suddenly know why Zhou Suihuai was so obsessed with Bian Zhi before he lost his memory.
No one would dislike this kind of flat gardenia.
It was past eight o'clock when the assistant hurriedly heated up the meal and brought it in for Bian Zhi to eat.
An apologetic voice came from inside, "Dean, I'm sorry, I was busy with prescriptions and went out to help. I forgot the time, and when I looked up, it was already eight o'clock. I won't do it again next time."
Lin Ling was in charge of security at the door. When she came in and heard this, she was very depressed. "This is the umpteenth time. The pharmacy at the door is too outrageous. Every time they ask our people to take the blame, they take advantage of Zhou Suihuai's amnesia to raise the price of medicine. The staff doesn't care, and the management takes kickbacks every day."
But the pharmacy is Zhou Suihuai's property, and they have no control over it. Precisely because it is Zhou Suihuai's property, Bian Zhi is reluctant to change this connection.
So, I still endure it until now.
When there is no management, people from the traditional Chinese medicine hospital take over. When there is no pharmacist, people from the traditional Chinese medicine hospital who know about medicine take over. Sometimes even the kilns for boiling medicine are supervised by the finance department.
There are complaints, but what people feel more is that they feel sorry for Bian Zhi’s feelings that will never be known.
The night wind blew through the long corridor and blew open the door of the clinic.
Bian Zhi looked up and saw Zhou Suihuai sitting at the door. He seemed to have heard what was said. He supported himself on the bench with his hands and slowly stood up.
"What did you say"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
