Ruan Tang didn't expect to meet Mr. Zhuang here.
But now is not the time to reminisce.
Ruan Tang suppressed her curiosity and asked how Xie Jiang was doing.
"It's more serious than I thought. Maybe it's just taken too long, but I'll do my best."
Xie Jiang wrote out a prescription and then respectfully went to Mr. Zhuang to report the prescription again.
Mr. Zhuang closed his eyes in disdain and still said nothing, as if what he had just said was just an illusion.
Even though Liu Xiangyun was slow to react, he couldn't tell that Dr. Xie had an unusual respect for the old man.
Ruan Tang wanted to speak, but Aunt Xie shook her head and motioned Ruan Tang to go out and talk.
Aunt Xie opened her mouth, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start. Looking back on these few short days, it seemed like a lifetime.
"Xiao Tang'er, don't blame Teacher Zhuang. He has already vowed not to be a doctor anymore."
Zhuang Lao was the first person in the Department of Neurology in China. He was one of the first group of people to go to the United States to study with the Boxer Indemnity. After returning to China, he devoted himself to internal medicine and became the first medical worker in the Department of Neurology in China.
Because Zhuang devoted much of his time to clinical work, he had only one son and one daughter in his lifetime. Both of them studied medicine under Zhuang, and he later adopted two more children, Xie Jiang being the youngest.
When the Great Movement broke out, Mr. Zhuang was liquidated because of his Boxer Indemnity scholarship.
By then, Dr. Zhuang was 72 years old and had already retired from Shanghai First Hospital. His son had succeeded him as Director of Neurology and Vice President. His daughter also held a senior position at another hospital.
Because there were no problems with the books written by Mr. Zhuang, his deposits and collections, the liquidation came to a stalemate. His son, daughter and two apprentices were afraid of being implicated, so they jointly wrote a letter of severance, listing all the problems of Mr. Zhuang.
Finally, Mr. Zhuang was sent to the northwest to open up wasteland.
At 72, Mr. Zhuang was already very old, so how could he possibly withstand the harsh weather in Northwest China? His son and daughter thoughtfully gave him sleeping pills, asking him to commit suicide to save Northwest China from suffering.
At that time, many elderly people chose to commit suicide for fear of becoming a burden to their children or dying in a foreign land.
In their words, death will come sooner or later, and if they die now, their descendants will help collect their bodies.
But Mr. Zhuang refused to do so. He was stubborn and could not allow others to accuse him of things he had not done or said. If he committed suicide now, wouldn't that be suicide out of fear of punishment? He would rather die in a foreign land.
Xie Jiang is Master Zhuang's last disciple. Because of his mediocre qualifications, he is often disliked by Master Zhuang.
Because he signed the letter of extermination, Xie Jiang was also implicated and liquidated, and was sent to the northwest to open up wasteland.
He used many of Mr. Zhuang's previous connections to change farms and took over the farm where Mr. Zhuang was.
At the end of the year, Zhuang Lao's health deteriorated. Xie Jiang, who was honest and cautious by nature, began to communicate frequently with outsiders. He did not dare to reveal Zhuang Lao's identity, for fear that Zhuang Lao's children and two senior brothers would cause trouble again. He could only say that he was not feeling well and asked others to find a solution.
Fortunately, Mr. Ruan had just gotten out of the mud and was willing to help them.
"Alas, Mr. Zhuang is tired of being attacked from all sides, so he doesn't want to practice medicine anymore."
Calculating the time, when Mr. Zhuang was liquidated, Ruan Tang had already gone to the countryside, so he was not aware of these things.
She tried hard to recall the past when she returned to Shanghai and studied medicine with her father, and later became a leading figure in Shanghai. Mr. Zhuang's son had already become the dean of a hospital and held a considerable position in the Health Department.
Ruan's father muttered, "If he is really filial, he should move the remains back from the Northwest and build a cenotaph for show, who will he show off to?"
Ruan Tang took a deep breath. Things were different now.
Although Mr. Zhuang's health is very poor, as long as he takes good care of himself in the future, he will have no problem living to be eighty.
After President Liu was given saline drip, Ruan Tang took everyone back to the hospital. Xie Jiang knew how he got out of the Northwest, so he insisted on staying in the ward to observe the patient's condition and change the prescription in time.
Ruan Tang stopped persuading her and let Ji Nanfeng carry Mr. Zhuang on his back, and He Kun support Aunt Xie to go home together.
After arriving at the family compound, He Kun did not stay long and went back to the city to find his wife.
While Xie Jiang was treating President Liu, Miao Jianye had already asked his brothers in the black market to deliver food, as well as clean clothes and shoes.
Ji Nanfeng boiled two pots of hot water and took Mr. Zhuang to wash first.
Because Zhuang Lao was weak, Ji Nanfeng didn't dare let him take a bath. He only poured hot water for him to soak his feet. After his feet were warm, he wrung out a hairpin to wipe his body.
Mr. Zhuang's eyes followed Ji Nanfeng all the time, and he watched whatever Ji Nanfeng did.
Ji Nanfeng completely ignored his gaze. As long as Mr. Zhuang didn't speak, he wouldn't speak either. He just wanted to complete the task quickly.
When Ji Nanfeng twisted the second handful of hairpins, Mr. Zhuang spoke.
"Not worthy of Xiaotang'er."
Ji Nanfeng raised his eyebrows but said nothing. He didn't want to argue with an old man with blurry eyes.
When Zhuang Lao saw Ji Nanfeng throw the wool into the hot water and twist it for the sixth time, he refused. "The water is very dirty."
"It's not dirty, your eyesight is bad."
Isn't it just his poor eyesight? He and Ruan Tang are a perfect match.
Mr. Zhuang resisted with all his strength and was unwilling to wipe his body with dirty water, but Ji Nanfeng had long arms and great strength, so he was forced to wipe his entire body with the bucket of water.
If the water is cold, add hot water.
Just won’t fall.
In the end, Mr. Zhuang closed his eyes resigned to his fate.
If you can’t beat him, you can only pretend not to see it.
But when he closed his eyes, he could still hear the sound clearly.
A basin of water was wrung out thirty-six times.
He is dirty.
After wiping his body, Ji Nanfeng put clothes on him again.
After they had cleaned up, they carried Mr. Zhuang out, still in the father's arms.
Aunt Xie brought a bowl of noodles to Mr. Zhuang and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhuang, you look so energetic in this outfit."
But my spirits and energy are back, and I almost got so angry that I started a fight with someone.
After eating the noodles, Mr. Zhuang stood under the eaves for a while before going back to the house to rest.
Mr. Zhuang is temporarily living in an empty room on the second floor. Considering his physical condition, it is worrying that he lives alone on the second floor.
Grandma Ji was already living in the room on the first floor, so they had to clear out the storage room for Mr. Zhuang to live in.
After Mr. Zhuang and Aunt Xie had rested, Ruan Tang and Ji Nanfeng also went upstairs.
Because the incident happened suddenly, Ruan's parents did not have time to prepare other things. They were also worried that it would be inconvenient to carry them on the road, so they only brought back the small clothes and shoes that Ruan's mother had made for her newborn grandson.
Although she had already heard Ji Nanfeng say it once on the phone, Ruan Tang was still worried and pestered Ji Nanfeng to tell her again.
After hearing that Ruan's parents were doing well and Ruan Zhou was in the army, he learned that Ruan Tang was pregnant and planned to come to the provincial capital on vacation this morning.
Ruan Tang sat cross-legged on the bed and dug out the tiger-head shoes her mother had made. "I'm afraid our little Jiaojiao's shoes might be from a centipede monster. How can we get a tiger head in exchange?"
With Ruan Tang's insistence, the little girl was given the nickname Xiao Jiaojiao when she was born.
"Don't talk nonsense."
Ji Nanfeng scolded him lightly. This guy was no longer his little cotton-padded jacket, but a centipede monster. Wouldn’t he be crushed to death?!
Seeing Ji Nanfeng yawn, Ruan Tang quickly cleared out half of the bed and asked Ji Nanfeng to lie down and rest.
After Ji Nanfeng lay down, he casually placed his hands on Ruan Tang's belly, circling Ruan Tang.
Ruan Tang was looking through the small clothes and chatting casually with Ji Nanfeng.
"What will happen if Brother Liu wakes up and finds out he suddenly has a wife?"
Ji Nanfeng muttered, "Let him be secretly happy. After a good night's sleep, he has a new wife."
At this time, in the ward.
President Liu was not secretly happy.
On the contrary, he was always worried.
Ever since that ghost exorcist Master Gu struck down the ghost for two days, his consciousness has been in a semi-conscious state, sometimes conscious and sometimes unconscious.
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