While they were chatting, the door of the private room was pushed open.
A middle-aged man with a thin build and a long beard, wearing an ordinary blue cloth shirt, walked in.
"Old Director Pan, long time no see!" the middle-aged man said with his hands in hand.
"Why are you trying to be polite to me?" Old Director Pan stood up and said, "This is Taoist Wang, you..."
"Call whatever you want, everyone has their own opinion." Taoist Wang seemed to have something on his mind, but his behavior was very cool, "Just call me brother, don't call me brother, don't let Taoist priests, masters, or immortals scream. It's disgusting to hear."
Zheng Ren had a good impression of him.
"This is Zheng Ren, this is Su Yun..." Old Director Pan introduced Taoist Wang, "I usually just talk to you on the phone, but in this meeting, Zheng Ren's medical team has done good deeds. Great solution."
"Oh?" Taoist Wang became interested. He was also very casual. He refused Su Yun's offer and sat casually at the door near the dish.
"Surgery live broadcast, if there is someone on your side who really doesn't have money, ask him to find Zheng Ren."
"Live broadcast?" Wang Taoist was stunned for a moment, then suddenly straightened his face and asked solemnly: "Is this the boss Zheng Renzheng of 912?"
Zheng Ren smiled and nodded, feeling a little surprised. Doesn’t it mean that Xinglin Garden requires a medical practitioner certificate to register? How come Taoist Wang also knows
Could it be said that he also took the medical certificate exam
I have a doctor's certificate and a Taoist certificate in my hand. I have both certificates...
Zheng Ren didn't know whether Taoist priests needed to register, so he was thinking wildly.
"Boss Zheng, what a coincidence!" Taoist Wang said: "I always heard old Director Pan say that the apprentice he led was in 912 and his name was Zheng Ren. I only knew that the surgeon in the live surgery room was also named Boss Zheng. I didn't expect it to be true. It’s a person. I’ve admired him for a long time, I’ve admired him for a long time!”
When he said this, Taoist Wang's expression was a little strange. Zheng Ren saw it and felt that there was something in his words.
But he is a little doctor, does he want to seek medical treatment from him
"Brother Wang, you're welcome." Zheng Ren smiled.
It seems a bit awkward to call Taoist Wang Brother Wang.
But he didn't even wear a Taoist robe, just an undershirt, very casual and unrestrained, and he was so rigid that he fell into the trap of being cliché.
"Boss Zheng's surgical live broadcast room is kind-hearted and has brought great benefits. My words are not polite."
"Don't be so restrained. Drink, drink!" Old Director Pan knew that it would be difficult for Zheng Ren to continue talking like this, so he started drinking.
Although I can't drink it myself, I can watch others drink it, which is enough to satisfy my eyes.
Taoist Wang hesitated to speak, but out of respect for Mr. Pan, he poured the wine first and prepared to exchange greetings.
"Xiao Wang, where are you going to travel this time when you go down the mountain?" Old Director Pan asked.
"Oh, I don't have the time to wander around. My son is dying. I'll hurry up and go to the Imperial Capital to see what's going on. Haven't I always heard you say that your apprentice is in the Imperial Capital, and I'm thinking about asking you for your phone number. I'll go there... Just in time. We met, this is fate." Taoist Wang said everything he wanted to say in one breath.
At this time, Director Pan had already raised his head, and he didn't care about being subtle.
"No more?"
"son?"
Zheng Ren and Su Yun whispered at the same time, their focus was never the same.
"How old is your son? I remember you got married very late."
"Aren't you going to college?" Taoist Wang's face became even more sad, "I was fine a week ago, but now I heard that I am all hospitalized."
"What's going on?" Zheng Ren asked.
Taoist Wang's expression was solemn. He did not speak. Instead, he stood up and bowed deeply to Zheng Ren.
Well…
Zheng Ren jumped up quickly and changed his angle to avoid it.
He didn't dare to stand in front of Taoist Wang so carelessly.
He was an elder who had a close relationship with Director Lao Pan, and although he was a Taoist priest, he was a Taoist priest who graduated from a medical college. Zheng Ren admired his behavior and work very much.
"Xiao Wang, if you have something to say, don't scare my kid with such a grand gesture." Old Director Pan smoothed things over.
Taoist Wang straightened up, sighed deeply, and said: "Old Director Pan, Boss Zheng, I... shall I start from the beginning?"
"You said it, but you don't dare to do this." Zheng Ren said with a smile.
Su Yun was a little disdainful. Isn't this a good time to show off? Why is my boss so cowardly!
As soon as I saw this person, I wanted to ask for something, but my boss was really a nuisance. If I didn't know how to seize the great opportunity, life would be meaningless.
Taoist Wang sat down, thought for a few moments, and then smiled bitterly.
"Director Lao Pan knows that my family's Po Tao Temple is passed down from family." Taoist Wang said: "My ancestors came here when they broke into Guandong before liberation. Speaking of ancestors, they are also famous people with surnames, but we don't know how to do it. He graduated from a medical college and has some education, but it’s all feudal superstition.”
Zheng Ren smiled.
"I haven't liked some books passed down from my family since I was a child. They are all in traditional Chinese characters. It's very tiring to read."
"But after all, teaching by words and deeds, learning some traditional culture such as the four pillars of stems and branches, the five elements of yin and yang, the six and seven rays, can make people who come to burn incense feel that our little Taoist temple has some foundation."
Taoist Wang began to talk, but it had nothing to do with his son.
Zheng Ren listened attentively, but he didn't feel bored. Boss Zheng is very serious about matters related to patients.
What Taoist Wang said may sound like gossip to others. But what Zheng Ren heard was family history and possible past history.
"But I can be regarded as having a son at an old age, but my son is different from me. He has been very smart since he was a child, and he also likes traditional culture. He always secretly digs out those books and reads them." As he said this, Taoist Wang smiled bitterly.
"I have hidden all the ancient books at home from my son since he was sensible. After all, I don't know how. Even if I am only half a doctor, how can I know those things? No one can teach me, and if something goes wrong again, something like that will happen. It’s boring. Besides, it’s not helpful for the college entrance examination.”
Everyone at the table was a little confused, what's going on? Even if it is an ancient book, reading it will not put your life in danger.
"Isn't he going to college? He came back to see me on May Day. I'm also very happy. The two of us drank under the big poplar tree. It was so relaxing. This life is like this, it's enough."
"Then he left after school started, and I didn't pay attention. Yesterday, his classmate called me. He couldn't say a word, and he had no energy. It seemed like..." Taoist Wang said, his voice choked. But he still had something to ask Zheng Ren for, so he immediately contained his sadness and sorted out his emotions.
"When I looked for it, it turned out that one of the ancient books was missing. Later I asked him and found out that it was really stolen by this little brat."
"Ancient book? What is it about?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Does Boss Zheng know about the wall-penetrating technique of Laoshan Taoist priests?" Taoist Wang asked.
"I've seen the cartoon." Zheng Ren smiled.
"What my son took away was a scroll of Taoism. I guess he was practicing the Taoist Technique." Taoist Wang said with a sad face: "There is no one to teach you this stuff, so you have to learn it by yourself. It's only my fault if nothing goes wrong. It's all my fault, it's all my fault." Blame me…”
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Note: I won’t let anyone guess whether it’s a feudal superstition or a disease. Even a minor illness can be fatal. The day before yesterday, I read this chapter from a book friend. He said that he had suffered from diarrhea for about 5 years and was resentful of the doctor, but he is now better. To be honest, I couldn't sleep at night after saying this. I got up early in the morning, checked the database, asked classmates and teachers, and found two cases. Please be more understanding, after all, doctors are not gods. The more simple the problem, the diagnosis... Forget it, I will update it after I finish writing it. I will briefly talk about it in a single chapter.