Chapter 208: Let the great director of Beijing Film Studio do my wedding photography? ! (3K)
"Then you have to wait for me." Meng Jimin said to Fang Yan.
"What are you waiting for?" Fang Yan looked at Meng Jimin in confusion, feeling that this guy's words had been a bit messy recently.
Meng Jimin packed up the things on his desk, locked them all in the drawer, and then said:
"I'll find someone to cover the shift for me, and then I'll go there with you."
"I also want to see to what extent you have researched this ear area therapy."
When Fang Yan heard Meng Jimin's words, he thought about it and nodded and said:
"Okay."
Then he remembered the sentry over there at the institute, and reminded Meng Jimin:
"But let's talk first, I don't know if they want you to go in."
Meng Jimin said:
"Screw you, you sound like I'm just some idle guy. I also know Mr. Cheng!"
Hearing what Meng Jimin said, Fang Yan couldn't say much more and said to him:
"Then you should quickly go find the doctor in charge."
Meng Jimin nodded, took the pastry given by Fang Yan, and ran out in a hurry.
One glance at the dialect revealed that Meng Jimin had learned the trick of borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha.
Take the cakes and find someone to do something for him.
After a while, Meng Jimin came over with a female doctor. He said to the dialect:
"Okay, we have the replacement, let's go there quickly."
Dialect nodded:
"Well, let's go."
When he was halfway there, Fang Yan remembered that he had not given the two notebooks to Meng Jimin, and took them out.
"By the way, I've read all of Mr. Zhu's medical records notes, and I'll give them to you now."
Seeing the two thick notebooks handed to him, Meng Jimin said in surprise:
"You finished reading it so quickly?"
Dialect asked back:
"It's not fast, is it? You have read several books on physiognomy."
Meng Jimin said:
"Then how can it be the same? I feel that the folk remedies in my master's book are more difficult to understand than physiognomy."
Fang Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said to Meng Jimin:
"It's best not to let Mr. Zhu know what you said."
Fang Yan can remember clearly that at that time, Mr. Zhu explicitly asked Meng Jimin not to learn physiognomy, but now he is focusing his studies on physiognomy.
Meng Jimin said:
"Okay, now that you've finished reading, I'll take it back and study it slowly."
With that said, he put it into his satchel.
Dialect said:
"Don't just take it and throw it away."
"When Mr. Zhu comes to Beijing during the National Day, if I test you on some content and you can't answer it, don't blame me."
Meng Jimin immediately said:
"Of course not! Am I that kind of person?"
He said:
"I just plan to watch it later. People's energy is limited, as you know..."
Dialect shook his head:
"I think you're studying facial expressions, and you're stunned by the magic."
When he walked downstairs, Fang Yan put his satchel into Bian Sanlun's box.
Meng Jimin was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, and then said in surprise:
"You also borrowed a new motorcycle?"
Dialect said speechlessly:
"What's borrowed? This is my own."
"Really?" Meng Jimin looked incredulous.
"Let me see your ID." Fang Yan directly handed his ID to Meng Jimin.
Meng Jimin was surprised when he saw it:
"It's really yours! And it's a newly registered car."
Fang Yan took the returned certificate from Meng Jimin and said:
"Isn't it normal for me to have a motorcycle?"
Meng Jimin's eyes were attracted by Yangtze River 750 at this moment, and he praised:
"Dear me, the new 750 motorcycle! It's so beautiful."
Then he saw Fang Yan sitting astride the car, and Meng Jimin quickly jumped up and sat behind Fang Yan.
"Brother, can you not sit behind me?" Fang Yan asked Meng Jimin.
Meng Jimin wondered:
"Why?"
Dialect said speechlessly:
"You won't sit in the car when there is a fight. The grown man is behind me. Do you still want to hug my waist?"
Meng Jimin thought for a while:
"Well... then I'd better sit aside."
As he said that, he moved to sit in the carriage.
Fang Yan started the car and drove out of Dongzhimen Hospital. Meng Jimin complained:
"You should get a windshield, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable for the person blowing."
Dialect responded:
"I think so too, but there are too many things going on these days and I don't have time to do them."
"We'll talk about it later when we're free."
Fang Yan thinks that this matter can only be solved by contacting Xiehe's car repair department.
At this time, Meng Jimin asked loudly in dialect:
"By the way, will there be a photographer when you have a wedding banquet?"
"Photographer?" Fang Yan glanced at him.
Meng Jimin said loudly:
"Yes, I just took pictures for you."
Dialect shook his head:
"We are planning to go to the photo studio to take a picture on the day we receive our marriage certificate."
"Oh, that's so shabby." Meng Jimin said.
Dialect asked:
"What do you mean, do you have a camera in your hand and want to take pictures of us?"
Then Meng Jimin said:
"I don't have a camera, but I know a director from Beijing Film Studio. He can take out the camera, and the model is the Swedish Hasselblad 500C medium format. The photos taken are larger than ordinary ones. I can ask him to give it to you when the time comes. Take photos.”
Fang Yan was startled. He didn't know much about the camera model, but he was very interested in the identity of the director of Beijing Film Studio. So he asked:
"Director of Beijing Film Academy? Who are you talking about?"
"Chen Huaikai, have you heard of it?" Meng Jimin didn't hide anything and said directly.
Hearing the name, Fang Yan frowned slightly, and a sense of familiarity flashed through his mind.
This name sounds familiar!
Meng Jimin saw Fang Yan's confused look and continued to remind:
"He directed films such as "Tiger's Den", "The Female General of the Yang Family" and "Wild Boar Forest"."
"Oh!" Fang Yan suddenly realized. After hearing this, he finally remembered that this was Director Chen's father and Arthur's grandfather.
Characters that appeared more easily in the period novels I read in the past.
"Oh, if you say that, I'll know." Fang Yan said to Meng Jimin.
Then he asked:
"But, can you invite a great director to come over and take pictures?"
Meng Jimin said proudly:
"I'm not kidding you, my brother still has some face."
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“The whole family is willing to come to me for treatment.”
Fang Yan suddenly realized after hearing this. Sure enough, there are many people in the big hospital.
He said to Meng Jimin:
"Then you are awesome."
Meng Jimin said:
"How can you be so awesome? Everyone from the Acupuncture Research Institute has to come to you to study acupuncture."
……
After a while, the two of them started making jokes and arrived at the gate of the institute.
There was no pass this time, so Fang Yan and the two of them had no choice but to take out their IDs, let the sentry check their identity, and call to ask about the department they wanted to visit.
After registration and inspection, they were allowed into the institute.
After parking the car at the designated location for external vehicles, Fang Yan took Meng Jimin directly towards the Acupuncture Basic Theory Innovation and Methodology Research Laboratory on the third floor.
From the moment he walked in until now, Fang Yan looked familiar, which made Meng Jimin curious and asked:
"Why do I feel like you are familiar with this place?"
"Been here once." Fang Yan said.
Meng Jimin was a little surprised. This is a research institute, not a vegetable market. Just come here?
He asked in dialect:
"What did you do here last time?"
After turning a corner of the stairs, Fang Yan responded:
"Study on the acupuncture treatment of stroke combined with Astragalus Chongteng Decoction."
Only then did Meng Jimin remember that Fang Yan had two other medical achievements, and he couldn't help but admire:
"I'm envious..."
Fang Yan glanced at him:
"What's there to be envious of? It's like you've never been here before."
"I've never been here before," Meng Jimin said.
Dialect is puzzled:
"Didn't you say you know Mr. Cheng? You said you've never been here?"
Meng Jimin said:
"It was Mr. Cheng's birthday, so I went with Master to celebrate his birthday. Later, when Master went to Beijing to meet his friends, I stayed with him, so we got to know each other."
Only then did Fang Yan realize that Meng Jimin turned out to be Mr. Cheng whom he met elsewhere.
Meng Jimin said:
"Mr. Cheng just knows that there is a person like me. He is really not familiar with you, so you can talk about yourselves later and treat me like nothing."
"I just came here to watch the fun."
Fang Yan nodded after hearing this.
Arriving at the laboratory before the third floor, Fang Yan glanced inside through the glass on the door.
Someone.
So he knocked on the door.
Soon the door was opened, and it was Luo Huichun who had been here once in the morning.
"Comrade Luo." Fang Yan greeted Luo Huichun.
Luo Huichun held Fang Yan’s hand:
"Welcome, Comrade Fang Yan, we are still studying your medical case."
Fang Yan nodded, then turned sideways and introduced Meng Jimin:
"This is the doctor from Dongzhimen Hospital..."
"Hello Comrade Luo, my name is Meng Jimin, and I came here with Comrade Fang Yan to observe." Meng Jimin changed his previous laughter and said in his standard broadcasting accent.
Luo Huichun shook hands with him and said:
"I know, Director Cheng said just now that he is Master Zhu's disciple."
"Come in quickly."
During the conversation, Fang Yan and Meng Jimin had already been led into the laboratory.
As soon as he entered the door, Fang Yan saw a group of people gathered together. On a blackboard, a picture of a large ear was drawn, with colorful silver needles marking the corresponding positions of various internal organs.
Fang Yan took a look and realized that this was not the picture of the ear area that Meng Jimin had painted at that time.
It's just that their drawings are more detailed than Meng Jimin's. There are already many internal organs positions corresponding to the dialect medical records.
There is also a blackboard with a picture of the ear area made by the French.
As well as Nogier's auricular acupuncture paper published in the German Acupuncture Journal in 1957.
Fang Yan has good eyesight, and he saw someone holding a copy of the "Shanghai Journal of Traditional Chinese Medicine" from December 1958, which had a translated version of the paper on it.
Fang Yan remembers that this paper attracted great attention from doctors in Shanghai.
Unfortunately, I gave up my research later just as the country entered a difficult period.
What they have here is all the ear area research materials that can be found in China.
Of course, just such a small amount of things that can be pieced together cannot compare with the knowledge involved in Dialect's medical records, so a group of people are eagerly peeling out things related to ear area therapy from Dialect's medical records.
I feel a little headache in dialect. Didn’t I say last time that I should look for it in ancient books?
Mr. Cheng actually asked them to find foreign documents.
This means guarding the treasure mountain and not knowing how to get in.
While he was talking, Mr. Cheng had already squeezed out of the crowd and took his hand when he came up:
"You're here!"
"Come on, come on, hurry up, everyone is waiting for you to come to class."
(End of chapter)