Li Mingqing: "Come, President Meng, I'll give you a few injections. I guarantee you'll fall asleep as soon as you touch your bed tonight."
"That's great. I'm having trouble sleeping."
Meng Xuehai happily took off his thick coat.
"Dean Li, Xiaoxuan said that it was you who persuaded him to join the army, and he is very grateful to you."
"It was just a remark."
Meng Xuehai said, "For this confused young man at a turning point in his life, Dean Li, your words are a great blessing."
"It's not that exaggerated. It's He Xiaoxuan who's doing well."
Li Mingqing gave him an acupuncture with a smile.
"By the way, I heard that there's a guy in Mr. Sun's group who wants to be your son-in-law."
"Where did you hear that?" Li Mingqing was helpless.
Meng Xuehai jokingly said, "To be honest, several of the veterans in our medical association want to marry into your family."
"Not really," Li Mingqing declined politely.
"Ming Qing, what do you think of Zhengchu? Is he worthy of your attention?"
Meng Zhengchu was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. "Dad, what nonsense are you talking about!"
"Look, you're still embarrassed. Men should get married when they are old enough and women should get married when they are old enough. There's nothing to be embarrassed about," Meng Xuehai said generously.
Li Mingqing smiled and said, "Shuyu is fully focused on medicine and has no plans to start a family at the moment."
"Your three children are so outstanding."
"Zhengchu is also very good," Li Mingqing praised.
Meng Zhengchu said embarrassedly: "This is my first time at Mingren Hospital, so I'm just going out for a walk."
He hurried out, not wanting to talk about marriage.
As soon as I went downstairs, I ran into Li Shuyu.
However, Meng Zhengchu didn't know her and didn't see the name tag on her chest.
He thought silently in his heart, "Wow, a beautiful doctor, she looks like a fairy from heaven."
After walking past, he couldn't help but look back twice.
She is taller and prettier than the female soldiers in the art troupe, and her temperament is exceptionally outstanding.
Half an hour later, Li Mingqing and Meng Xuehai came out.
Meng Zhengchu stood at the outpatient clinic entrance, watching people coming and going in front of him.
"What are you looking at?"
"Why are there so many people sick, coming in and out, and most of them have very serious faces," Meng Zhengchu sighed.
"People who eat grains are bound to get sick," Li Mingqing said calmly. "Thankfully, technology is constantly improving, and there are more and more medicines. We can prescribe the right medicine for the right condition, prolong life, and give patients a better quality of life."
Meng Xuehai: "Dean Li, you have brought hope to critically ill patients."
"I don't dare to take credit for this; it's the joint efforts of all medical communities."
"If you have a disease that can't be treated at other hospitals, you can still come to Mingren Hospital and try your best," Meng Xuehai said objectively. "Before Mingren Hospital existed, many people could only go home and wait for the final step."
Li Mingqing waved his hands and said, "I'm just doing my best, but there are still patients who can't be saved. Sigh..."
"President Li, you've brought hope of life to so many people. More broadly, you've driven the development of domestic medicine."
Meng Xuehai admired him from the bottom of his heart.
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