Chapter 205 Chang Wei! Do you still dare to say that you don’t know martial arts? (3K)
That night Fang Yan cooked a sumptuous dinner.
It was quite satisfying for everyone.
When Professor Zhu left, he lamented that it might not be so easy to master dialect skills in the future.
Fang Yan smiled and told his father-in-law that even if he moved to the courtyard, he would still come back every week and just have dinner together.
If they really miss Zhu Lin, they are welcome to live in the courtyard. There are many rooms there.
After hearing what Fang Yan said, the father-in-law immediately agreed happily and said that the refrigerator he bought for them must be the biggest.
At this moment, Yan Fang suddenly realized that it was his father-in-law who proposed the idea of buying a refrigerator.
Buy the big one just to hold more ingredients.
He couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, the professor was the professor, and this routine was too long.
After seeing them off, dad Fang Zhenhua ran downstairs to ride his motorcycle again.
Fang Yan asked him to just ride for a while near the school. If he rode far away, there would be no street lights and it would be unsafe.
Dad agreed and quickly went downstairs.
Only then did Fang Yan remember that he had not checked how much oil was in the car.
If my father ran out of oil overnight and went to Xiehe to refuel tomorrow morning, I wonder if they would think they had extracted the oil and sold it...
Fortunately, my father was relatively restrained that night and only played for half an hour before the motorcycle came back.
I keep praising that the current 750 motorcycle is much better than the previous one.
Various details have been improved a lot.
Fang Yan listened to what he said so eloquently, so he joked that if there was a chance in the future, he would ask his father to design a motorcycle by himself, and then open a factory to make it. Fang Yan had already thought of the brand, and it would be called Zhenhua.
When Dad heard what Fang Yan said, he actually thought about it seriously, and then said that if one day he really wanted to try it.
After thinking about it, Fang Yan thought about it. As long as he had the capital, there was no way it could be done. The only uncertainty was whether there would be a market for the motorcycles made by his father.
For a while, Fang Yan thought a little too far. When he went to bed that night, he had a dream. He dreamed that his father really led a group of people from Beili to create a motorcycle brand, and then he brought a box of money and told Dialect:
"Son, you have become the second generation of rich people!"
Then Fang Yan opened his eyes and realized that it was a dream, and lamented that he could actually have such a dream of hoping that his father would become a dragon.
After morning exercise and breakfast the next morning, Fang Yan picked up Zhu Lin, and the two of them drove their motorcycle out of the family compound under the gaze of everyone.
At this time, Fang Yan found that motorcycles had really become much easier, and he felt more comfortable in all aspects. This was not his illusion, but his true feeling. Only then did he understand that his father was really When tuning a motorcycle, it’s not just about having fun riding it.
It seemed that he had wrongly blamed his father.
After delivering Zhu Lin to Xiehe, Fang Yan drove to the Tongrentang store in Dashilan. The employees who were cleaning at the door saw Fang Yan actually riding a motorcycle, and they all came up curiously to inquire about who he was. Where did you get it.
Fang Yan briefly told the story, and each of these people showed envious expressions.
It's a big deal for young people to buy a new bicycle these days. Those who can afford a three-wheeled bicycle are really rare. Not to mention that they didn't spend a penny and their work directly gave them a motorcycle. It's simply unthinkable. Good idea.
Fang Yan locked the car behind the fire unicorn stone sculpture in Tongrentang, and then entered the store.
Because I came early by motorcycle, no patients have come yet.
Fang Yan simply became the first customer in the store and asked Kong Yao and the others to grab six pairs of herbs for health porridge.
These are all taken back to Mom and Dad, as well as Zhu Lin's parents.
When the two of them come to the courtyard, the parents at home cannot stop taking care of themselves.
Now everyone can feel the benefits after drinking it.
So Fang Yan also planned to let the family continue to drink.
Even if they no longer live at home, they still have to let the family drink.
If the parents at home are not sick, they, the children, can also save a lot of energy.
Everyone else is fine, especially Father Fang Yan, who suffered a lot in the forest farm and is in the worst health of the family.
Fang Yan also wanted to see him shine when he changed his position, but he couldn't let his body collapse.
After Fang Yan bought the medicinal materials for the health porridge, the patients for follow-up visits finally came.
A busy day for Dialect has begun again.
The girl with rat sores was the first one to come today.
Fang Yan found that the pus on her neck had basically drained away. The few hard lumps before were gone. The purple skin had now become a normal color, except for a few wounds that were a little red. This was exactly the same as what was recorded in the notes. .
"Doctor, I haven't stopped bleeding for seven days. What should I do now?" the girl asked Fang Yan.
Fang Yan said to her:
"I'm going to take your pulse now and see how your internal symptoms are."
The girl obediently stretched out her hand, and Fang Yan began to diagnose her pulse.
Her previous symptoms were recorded in the medical record:
The third burner, liver and gallbladder, is where wind, heat, qi and poison accumulate, the liver and kidney meridians are depleted of qi and blood, and internal fire is activated due to deficiency.
Now after checking the pulse of Fang Yan, he found that his condition has indeed improved a lot.
It is said that with the internal medicine given by Mr. Zhu, even if he has not finished drinking it, it should not be so obvious. Fang Yan asked curiously:
"Did you take the Chinese medicine internally and not drink it on time?"
"I drank!" The girl looked surprised.
Fang Yan looked at her face, feeling a little strange, and asked:
"So you're not in a good mood lately?"
The girl pondered for a moment, tilted her head and said:
"It doesn't matter. I'm in a good mood recently, but I'm a little annoyed about the neck thing."
Fang Yan asked again:
"Then you don't sleep well?"
The girl nodded and said:
"This is indeed a bit. I didn't sleep very well before, and now my neck is affecting my sleep. But in the past few days, I have found a good way."
"What can I do?" Fang Yan felt something was wrong.
"Drink!" the girl replied.
"..." Fang Yan was speechless.
He complained to the girl in front of him:
"I said there seems to be something wrong with the curative effect. You have a liver problem to begin with, and you still drink?"
The girl said somewhat innocently:
"Can't you drink? But I heard that drinking alcohol can invigorate blood circulation..." Fang Yan said:
"How can you survive in this situation? Let the wound spurt blood?"
"Of course you can't drink it, stop it immediately."
The girl nodded timidly, and then asked:
"What about this opening?"
Fang Yan sighed and said:
"I won't stop trying to silence you for the time being. Let's observe you for three days."
"Stop drinking. When the time comes, it will go down here and it will go up in other places."
The girl knew that she was wrong and said quickly:
"I know...I know..."
After the girl left, the patient behind started laughing:
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"This girl is really interesting. Most people know that a light diet is required during treatment, but she is doing well and even drinks."
Dialect shook his head:
"Young people are ignorant. They want to drink some wine to sleep. In fact, she didn't fall asleep, she was drunk and passed out."
Not to mention this kind of patient in this era, I have also encountered this kind of patient when I was working.
I was told not to drink at that time, but I couldn't help but drink.
In the end, the treatment period became longer, and people said that the medicine he prescribed was not effective.
And there are quite a few such things, and some people even lose their lives in serious cases.
……
In the following time, Fang Yan saw many more patients.
Finally, after the two-and-a-half-hour rush hour in the morning, there were no more patients in front of the clinic.
Dialect immediately became idle.
After taking a sip of tea, Fang Yan stood up and moved his body.
At this time, he glanced and saw Le Miao looking at the study materials.
"Le Dian, are you also preparing to take the college entrance examination?" Fang Yan asked curiously.
Le Miao nodded:
"Yes, you all are going to college, and I want to give it a try too."
Dialect asked half-jokingly:
"You are now a store manager. If you really pass the exam, are you willing to just leave?"
Le Miao glanced at Fang Yan and said with a smile:
"You, the mainstay, are willing to leave. Why can't I, a store manager, be reluctant to leave? Besides, this store does not belong to my family. I have no inheritance rights, so I don't need to be tied here for the rest of my life."
Fang Yan thought for a while and nodded:
"That's true..."
Then he asked:
"Which school are you planning to take admission to in Ledian?"
Le Miao said:
"I haven't decided yet, but my plan is to study traditional Chinese medicine, or a subject such as cultural relics and history."
Then she asked in dialect:
"As for you, you are now a person who can go directly to the Ministry of Health. Which university do you plan to go to?"
Dialect said:
"If nothing else happens, I should go to Capital University of Traditional Chinese Medicine."
After all, this place is the first school to start graduate education, so it will be more convenient to take the postgraduate entrance examination after entering dialect.
"Brother Jimin and the others are their superior unit!" Le Miao said.
"Yeah." Fang Yan nodded.
Le Miao smiled and said:
"I almost forgot, you are their temporary expert, I wonder if you get preferential treatment in admissions."
Before Fang Yan answered, Jia Dapeng, the number one loser on the side, immediately said:
"Actually, I feel that Brother Fang's current medical skills are enough to become a teacher."
Dialect said:
"Don't dare to say this nonsense. There are still many famous doctors in the school. I am too young and I still don't know a lot of things..."
At this moment, a voice from the door interrupted their conversation.
"Excuse me, are the dialect experts here?"
"Who are you?" Fang Yan looked at the person.
The other party was a bald man in his early thirties. He took out his ID and said to the dialect:
"Hello, I am from the Meridian Clinical Research Laboratory of the Acupuncture and Moxibustion Research Institute of the Huaxia Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Our Director Cheng asked me to invite Comrade Fang Yan to come back and guide the research project of ear area therapy in our laboratory and the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine."< br>
As soon as these words came out, the store fell into an eerie silence.
What did the dialect say just now?
Oh, go to the Capital College of Traditional Chinese Medicine!
Now people come to him for guidance?
In fact, they did not have a very accurate positioning of dialect technology, and this scene directly confused them.
Le Miao asked in disbelief:
"Wait a minute, if I heard you correctly, you just said, let the dialect guide you?"
The researcher nodded:
"Yes, guide us."
"Currently, Expert Fang should be the first person in the country to apply ear area therapy."
The first person?
Hearing this, everyone in the store looked at the innocent-looking Fang Yan with a ghostly expression.
Are you still pretending?
PS: The 6,000-word basic chapter has been updated, and there will be more updates later.
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