"Xiao Chu, is the memorial service over?"
"Yes, it was over this morning. I just went to a consultation."
Li Chu sat on the blanket and chased away the two dogs, then grabbed Xiao Chou Bao's legs and made various movements.
The movements were so exaggerated that Li Qin and Li Qiaoyun's eyes twitched, but strangely, the child continued to sleep soundly, showing no signs of waking up.
Bajie, who was being used as a pillow for the little stinky baby, was a little unhappy. It raised its head and snorted at Li Chu, but after being glared at by Li Chu, it obediently lay down again.
"Xiao Chu, I heard from Huihui yesterday that her classmate's father had something wrong and came all the way from Chang'an to see you for treatment?"
"Oh, it's Lu Ping. Her father was diagnosed with lung cancer at the hospital there, and she wants to come over so I can see if there's any hope of treatment. She should arrive today."
...
On the other side, Li Wenhui drove Lu Ping to pick up her parents from the West Railway Station and took them to the Medical College Guesthouse.
Then she left. She still had a lot of work to do in the lab, and it wasn't easy for her to find time to help pick people up.
"Pingping, talk to your classmate and tell her not to treat us to dinner tonight. She borrowed her car to pick us up today, and it would be too much of a hassle to ask her to treat us again," Lu Ping's mother said from inside the room.
"Mom, it's okay, we're on good terms."
"No matter how good the relationship is, you can't let the other person treat you."
"Oh, Mom, you don't need to worry about it. I'll just invite them to dinner another day."
After saying that, Lu Ping turned to her father and asked before her mother could say anything more, "Dad, how are you feeling?"
"That's fine. They made us come all this way, but I already asked around back home, and this disease is incurable."
"How will you know if you don't try? Teacher Li has cured so many cancer patients. Even foreigners come here specifically to see him. There are diseases that can't be cured in our area, but Teacher Li might be able to cure them."
"Sigh..." Mr. Lu sighed and said nothing more.
“Pingping, don’t mind him. Your dad is just stubborn. That day you told us to come over and take him to see that Teacher Li. He went to our provincial TCM hospital to inquire. When the senior doctor heard that we could find Teacher Li to treat patients, he recommended him to come and take a look. He’s very anxious.”
"Why are you saying this, you old woman?" Mr. Lu said with displeasure.
"Pingping, was that classmate of yours just now Teacher Li's daughter?"
"That's her. She and her brother are both at the military hospital now. Wenhui is working at the laboratory, and her brother is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor."
"Of course, his father is such a skilled doctor, he'll definitely train his son to take over."
“Dad, you’re wrong. I heard from Wenhui that at first, Teacher Li really didn’t intend for Wenxuan to take over the job. She let the two siblings choose what they wanted to do. Later, it was Wenxuan who wanted to study traditional Chinese medicine.”
"Wenxuan?" Mrs. Lu looked at her daughter with some suspicion.
"Pingping, you don't actually like this Wenxuan, do you?"
"Mom, don't talk nonsense. She's already married and has children."
As the saying goes, no one knows a daughter better than her mother, and Lu's mother knew immediately that her daughter had a problem.
But Lu's father waved his hand, interrupting Lu's mother from continuing to ask.
“Pingping, should we visit Professor Li first? No matter how well my illness is treated, you'll still be working here after you graduate next year. He introduced you to the Institute of Pharmacy for your internship, so we should at least express our gratitude.”
"No need for today. We can just go to the hospital tomorrow to register and see Teacher Li. When you're about to leave, I'll ask Wenhui if we can treat Teacher Li to a meal."
Lu Ping has now basically decided to stay in Beijing after graduation. Although her parents are reluctant to let her go, it is obviously much better for their daughter to stay and work at the pharmaceutical research institute than to go back.
Lu Ping was able to get an internship at the Institute of Pharmacy because Li Chu had put in a good word for her with Song Tangyuan last year.
"Okay," Dad nodded. "You can arrange it as you see fit. Your mother and I will listen to you."
"Don't worry, Dad, just treat this as a vacation for you two."
...
The next morning, Lu Ping brought her parents to the main hospital.
After registering in the outpatient hall, Wenhui led them directly to the consultation room.
"Dad, Lu Ping's parents are here."
When Mr. and Mrs. Lu finally met Teacher Li Chu, whom their daughter had mentioned countless times, their eyes were filled with disbelief.
Is this guy even the same age as Pingping? He seems only a few years older than Pingping's older brother.
"Welcome to Beijing, you two!"
Li Chu smiled and shook hands with Lu's parents, then invited them to sit down.
He'd seen that kind of look so many times that he was already immune to it.
"Teacher Li, I'm sorry to have troubled you. Thank you for helping my daughter Pingping find an internship."
"You're welcome. The kids get along well. I just made a phone call. It's mainly because Lu Ping is a good student, and the pharmaceutical institute has taken a liking to her."
As they were talking, the door to the consultation room was pushed open from the outside, and Zhao Zhijun walked in.
"Director, Wenhui is here too."
Hello, Brother Zhijun.
"What's wrong, Zhijun?"
"Director, three people came looking for you. I checked their IDs, and one of them is Director Zhang from the museum."
"The museum? Which museum?" Li Chu was a little confused; he really didn't know anyone from the museum.
He had met Master Cao back when his master was still alive.
"It's the one to the west of your house."
Where is the person now?
"I told them to sit in the small meeting room on the second floor first."
"Didn't you say what it was about?"
"I asked about it, and they said it was about some kind of cultural relic."
“Okay, tell them I have other patients here and to ask them to wait a little while.” Li Chu raised an eyebrow when Zhao Zhijun mentioned cultural relics.
Could it be that they came for my Yuan blue-and-white porcelain bowl?
But how could such a large museum be interested in its own broken bowl?
"yes"
Seeing Zhao Zhijun salute and walk out of the clinic, Mr. Lu said somewhat embarrassedly, "Teacher Li, how about we come back another day? You have other guests to attend to."
"It's alright, let me examine you first." Li Chu smiled and waved his hand, then pointed to the pulse pillow on the table: "Put your right hand on it."
For him, unless it's a particularly urgent task, he will finish seeing all the patients at hand before doing the other thing, no matter who the leader is waiting for.
Lu's father's lung cancer was caused by a deficiency of vital energy and invasion of pathogenic factors, making it a truly malignant disease.
It was much more serious than the cancer patients he had treated before.
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