"Congratulations to you, Mr. Han is a good man. You will definitely be happy. I wish you a happy marriage." Lao Zhong sincerely wished.
"Thanks."
"Miss Yu came to see Mr. Han today. Why didn't Mr. Han go home with you?" The old man chatted with Yu Gangan, his tone was particularly gentle and cautious.
Yu Gangan thought that because of Fang Zhihan's identity, the old man felt uncomfortable. She smiled lightly and said, "He is busy with something and can't accompany me. I just came here to see him."
The old man said lightly and asked casually: "But it's about Assistant Lin."
"Yes..." Yu Gangan responded subconsciously. She looked forward for a moment, then smiled at Qian Dasheng and asked, "By the way, where is your home?"
"It's right in front..." The old man raised his hand and pointed forward, "Turn left and pull over."
"Okay." Yu Gangan asked the bodyguard to park the car as the old man pointed out.
The red light turned on at the intersection ahead, and the car slowly stopped. No one spoke in the car, and it was extremely quiet.
The old man sitting in the back seat suddenly looked at each other. Yu Gangan smiled subconsciously, and the old man also smiled and apologized again: "Thank you, Miss Yu."
"You're so polite, you keep saying thank you..." Yu Gangan lightly buttoned his jeans a few times with his fingers and looked intently at the red traffic light ahead.
Twenty seconds left...
Then to nineteen seconds, eighteen seconds...
Suddenly, Yu Gangan turned his head and said to the old man: "Old man, I see you are not very busy today. Why don't you go back with me? There is a medicine box at home, and I will give you acupuncture so that next time it rains, Your rheumatism won’t hurt so much.”
"How... how can this be done?" The old man shook his head, with a look of disbelief on his face: "No, no, no."
"I'm a doctor. When I asked you to go to the hospital to find me that day at Baifang Pharmaceutical, you were my patient. Of course I have to be responsible for you to the end," Yu Gangan said seriously: "You just walked. Your steps are unsteady, which shows how serious it is. You'd better come with me. After acupuncture, I'll have someone take you home."
"this… "
Yu Gangan interrupted him and said with a smile: "Then it's settled. Please believe me, after acupuncture, your legs will no longer hurt when walking."
The old man touched his knees with his fingers. The pain caused by wind and rain was too excruciating.
No one can guarantee that they will not get sick, but anyone who is sick will want to get better.
He was moved and no longer refused.
The old man sighed: "There are very few doctors as good as you nowadays... It would be great if every doctor could be like you."
"There are many good doctors, and they are all better than me and more dedicated than me," Yu Gangan said calmly.
Doctors' salaries are not high, but they are very hard-working. They may seem glamorous, but in fact, there are hidden sorrows behind them.
The job is not easy in the first place, and it is also widely smeared. In addition, there may be one or two rats in any industry, which makes many people not understand doctors and even have prejudices.
The car quickly stopped downstairs in the apartment. After Yu Gangan got out of the car, he threw the bag in his hand to the bodyguard and then took the old man upstairs.
The bodyguard lady held the bag, looked at Yu Gangan's back, frowned in confusion, and then quickly followed.
(End of chapter)