At the same time, in Wang Ziwen's office.
With nothing to do, he picked up his teacup, just about to go out and visit someone, when there was a knock on his office door.
Wang Ziwen put down her teacup, walked over and opened the door.
"Hey, who am I talking to, Lao Zhu? What brings you here today? Please come in."
"I had nothing to do, so I came out for a walk after dinner. I was walking around when I realized I was standing right in front of you, so I thought I'd come over and take a look at you."
Haha, I don't believe you for a second. Where do you live? Where do I work? You're just wandering around.
"Come, come, sit down. I just made some good tea here, have a taste."
After inviting the visitor to sit down, Wang Ziwen took out a tea canister from the cabinet in her desk and brewed him a cup of tea.
"How are things, Lao Zhu? Are you adjusting to retirement?"
"I can adapt, but it's a bit too boring. It's much better here. It's almost like retirement. When I have nothing to do, I can walk around the offices."
"It will get better gradually. I wasn't used to it when I first transferred here, but now it's been two years."
Old Zhu took the tea that Wang Ziwen had brewed for him, smiled and pointed at him: "You're used to being the top leader and giving orders, so you're not used to this leisurely government office."
"What's the point of issuing orders? Aren't we all just striving for the cause of the organization and serving the people?"
"Don't give me that official talk. I'm just a retired old man."
"Haha, Old Zhu, tell me, what brings you here today?"
"Tsk, look at you. I was just wandering around."
"Really just wandering around?"
"real!"
"Alright, let's just wander around. I'll make things clear to you, so don't tell me anything later. Let's just chat casually."
"Hey, you... fine, fine, I came here specifically to find you, okay? Are you satisfied now?"
“Old Zhu, we brothers have been working together for a long time. Just say what you want to say. Why are you beating around the bush with me now?”
The man known as Lao Zhu was Wang Ziwen's deputy director when he was the director of the Grain Bureau. The two worked together quite well back then.
Later, due to his age, Wang Ziwen was transferred to the CPPCC and promoted one level, while Lao Zhu retired directly.
"Sigh, it's not that I want to beat around the bush, it's just that people change their minds and I have to be careful!"
A hint of melancholy flashed across Old Zhu's face as he spoke.
He used to be a powerful figure in the grain system, but now that he's retired, he's just a decrepit old man.
"What's wrong? What happened this time that made you so sentimental?"
"That day I went back to the bureau to claim my medical expenses. Haha, a young man I didn't know in the office complained that I hadn't written this properly or pasted that properly. He scolded me for a long time. Luckily, Xiao Ma happened to pass by and saw me. He said a few words in my defense, and that was the end of it."
"Still calling yourself 'Little Ma'? He's Section Chief Ma now. You, Old Zhu, I'm not trying to be mean, but you're retired, so stop acting like you're some old-timer. It's useless, who cares about you!" Wang Ziwen waved his hand at him.
"The bureau is full of young people now. If you go there, don't say anything. Just do what they tell you to do and don't make yourself a nuisance."
"Hey, when we were making our revolution, they were still liquid, and now they dare to order me around? I..."
"Alright, Lao Zhu, it's the young people's world now. We old folks have to accept our age. Let's not talk about that anymore. Tell me, why did you come all this way to see me?"
Perhaps because he was interrupted before he could finish speaking, Old Zhu smacked his lips as if he hadn't had enough.
"Old Wang, I really do have something to ask you today. I remember your son-in-law's grandfather was a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, right? He seemed to be quite skilled?"
Old Zhu's words made Wang Ziwen curl her lip. What do you mean by "not bad"? He's a doctor who specializes in treating high-ranking officials. Who are you to comment on his skill level?
"Yes, he is indeed a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. Why?"
"Hehe," Old Zhu rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly, "Old Wang, do you think we could ask your son-in-law's grandfather to help treat the illness?"
"See a doctor? Who should I see? What's wrong with you?"
"It's not me. I just have that old problem. As long as I keep taking the medicine, I'm fine. It's my youngest daughter-in-law."
Wang Ziwen looked at her old colleague in surprise: "Your daughter-in-law is not feeling well, why don't you go to the hospital yourself and make your father-in-law worry about it?"
"You went to the hospital? Why didn't you go? You've been to the hospital countless times, but they just can't cure you."
"What illness does she have?"
"It seems to be something like uterine bleeding, oh dear, I can't quite put my finger on it, but it just keeps miscarrying whenever I get pregnant. I've had three already. Putting everything else aside, it's really unbearable for an adult to keep miscarrying like this!"
No wonder this old man is in such a hurry. Now that families are only allowed to have one child, his eldest son had a daughter, and he was hoping that his youngest son could give the Zhu family a son. But his daughter-in-law is like this, no wonder he's anxious.
The old man didn't pressure his son to divorce and find someone else; instead, he went to great lengths to get his daughter-in-law medical treatment. He was a decent person, but...
“Old Zhu, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but my future son-in-law’s grandfather is already ninety years old, and I’ve only met him twice. How can I ask him to help you get medical treatment?”
How old are you?
"Ninety is about right."
"At such an advanced age, can she still get medical treatment?"
"I don't know either, I haven't gone to anyone for medical treatment."
"Oh well, never mind. Maybe it's just fate. I don't know where all the good TCM doctors have gone. I heard there was one at Peking Union Medical College Hospital who was really good at treating pregnant women, but he was transferred there and I don't know where he went."
Seeing the helpless expression on his old colleague's face, Wang Ziwen felt a little sorry for him. He knew who Lao Zhu was talking about earlier; it must be his brother-in-law.
After frowning and thinking for a while, Wang Ziwen finally spoke up: "Old Zhu, I know a traditional Chinese medicine doctor here. His medical skills are absolutely top-notch, but I don't know if he still sees outsiders these days. I can only ask him for you."
Wang Ziwen's words rekindled Old Zhu's hope.
"Old Wang, where is that doctor now? Can you take me to see him? I want to beg him in person."
"No, no, no, let me ask them for you first. If they agree, they agree; if they don't, even kneeling in front of them won't change anything. Just wait for my message."
"Old Wang, you absolutely have to help me!"
Old Zhu was a little nervous. He knew that if Wang Ziwen could say that the doctor's medical skills were good, it meant that there was definitely no problem. This was his hope now!
"I'll definitely help. I can ask around for you today. Just go back and wait for my message, okay?"
"Old Wang, no matter what, thank you in advance!"
"Alright, let's not stand on ceremony. Go back and wait for my news!"
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