Chapter 498 "The light you turn off is the darkest!", Zhou Zhaoqin's near-death experience!
Not long after the leader here took people to dinner, Zhu Lin brought dinner from home.
Fang Yan brought her to the nurse's station. Zhu Lin took out two thermos buckets and unscrewed the lids to reveal the hot dinner inside.
"Today, my eldest sister made steamed buns with sour beans and minced meat at home, as well as white radish bone soup."
"Mom was afraid that you would doze off at night, so she asked me to bring you some tea."
"In addition, I also brought you some clothes. If it gets cold at night, you can add more."
Fang Yan took the thick clothes handed over by his wife, put them on directly, and said with a smile:
"Hey, my wife still loves me."
Zhu Lin looked at Fang Yan dressed like a bear and felt a little dumbfounded and said:
"This is for you to wear when going to the bathroom or outdoors. There is a heater in here and you don't need it."
With Fang Yan's current physical condition, he might not catch a cold even if he goes out shirtless.
It's just that this is all the concern of the family, so just accept everything as ordered.
Then Fang Yan ate steamed buns and drank bone radish soup again.
Zhu Lin said to the dialect:
"I didn't want to bring you food at first, but I heard from the leader that in order to take care of the taste of the patients' families, all the dishes are Cantonese food. I know that your taste is not that bland, so I sent it to you first since I had some delicious food at home. , you must still be used to the smell of our home.”
Fang Yan nodded, stuffed something into his mouth, and said vaguely:
"My wife still understands me."
Zhu Lin rolled his eyes at him:
"This is all done by the eldest sister, I just act as an errand boy."
Fang Yan gave a thumbs up and praised:
"The dishes you sent are fragrant."
According to Fang Yan’s experience, it is right to give positive feedback at this critical moment. You don’t care whether he is right or not, just praise him. After the praise is over, I guarantee that he will still give you something.
Zhu Lin was immediately amused and said:
"You're not good at what you say. Last time you said I turned off the light."
"Haha..."
Regardless of whether what the dialect said was true or false, Zhu Lin quite liked him anyway.
After Fang Yan finished eating, Zhu Lin remembered that there was something else he had not told him.
So while cleaning up the dialect and eating the tableware, he said:
"Oh, by the way, someone from the Huaxia Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine came in the afternoon and installed the phone. I tried calling the Beijing Institute of Technology when I got off work. The call effect was okay and there was no interference. It seems that The line is not an ordinary line yet.”
Dialect came back to his senses and discovered that the types of telephone lines in this era were divided into: overhead open wires, symmetrical cables, coaxial cables, and microwave communication lines.
Since Zhu Lin said that the line communication effect was good, it meant that there was no disturbing noise.
So she guessed it wasn't a normal line.
Fang Yan nodded, he didn't care, it was all for free anyway.
Lao Zhao was willing to get him a high-end one, and of course he was even more happy.
At this time, Zhu Lin continued:
"Also, when I just got off work, your former assistant in the store, Jia Dapeng, came to our house with his wife and gave them two old hens they raised, two bottles of wine, and two large boxes of milk. Sugar.”
"I said I came here specifically to thank you, but when you weren't there, they didn't stay for dinner, so they just left. They said they would come back next time when you were free."
After a pause, Zhu Lin asked curiously:
"What have you done for him recently?"
"Didn't I talk to you?" Fang Yan asked curiously.
"No." Zhu Lin shook his head.
Dialect said:
"Before I left, I recommended him to the leadership of Tong Ren Tang. After the current acting store manager leaves, he will be promoted to the store manager of Tong Ren Tang."
Hearing what the dialect said, Zhu Lin slapped his forehead:
"Oh, you said this, but it's been more than ten days and I forgot about it."
Not everyone has a memory for dialects.
Fang Yan mentioned it casually at that time, but Zhu Lin didn't take it seriously. Now that she mentioned it again, she remembered that Fang Yan had said it a long time ago.
Zhu Lin said to the dialect:
"Then Jia Dapeng is quite particular. Two old hens, wine and toffee are not cheap either."
Fang Yan nodded. He had been gone for so many days, and Jia Dapeng was still willing to spend so much money on gifts. It was considered that Jia Dapeng remembered Fang Yan.
When leaving, Fang Yan sent Zhu Lin downstairs.
Zhu Lin asked him:
"How many days will you have to guard here?"
Dialect responded:
"Just one night tonight, after the dangerous period is over, others will take care of you."
"It's similar to the one at Tongrentang last time. Her condition is not as dangerous as last time, but the follow-up treatment is a little more troublesome."
Zhu Lin nodded and then said:
"Actually, it was Director Zhao from the institute. After installing our home phone, he made a special call to ask."
"The "Yu Xiu Yi Fang Le Gathering" over there doesn't have you now, and the progress has been stuck. I'm just waiting for you to go to work."
Dialect said:
"It's okay, I'll call him early tomorrow morning."
The current situation there was not beyond Fang Yan's expectations.
The main reason is that it is too troublesome to find ancient books.
No one else can recite the entire text casually. Only Fang Yan can do this. It is a humanoid computer-level operation. Without him, this efficient method would not be possible.
Zhu Lin nodded and left here.
……
After a while, dinner came again from the canteen.
The others went to eat, but Fang Yan had already eaten, so he stayed in the ward.
The patient's condition had improved a lot by this time.
Asked in dialect:
"Are you really sure you can cure me?"
Faced with such problems as patients, as a mature and excellent Chinese medicine practitioner, of course, it is necessary to give patients confidence.
Fang Yan said without thinking:
"As long as you fully cooperate with my treatment, of course." "Why are you so powerful at such a young age? Is your master an expert in the world?"
When Fang Yan heard this question, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"He is not a worldly expert, but he is in the capital, and he is a special person in Chinese medicine."
Zhou Zhaoqin said:
"It can be seen that your medical skills are very good. Other doctors dare not use your prescriptions. Although I can't understand it, I can tell that they are somewhat resistant to your prescriptions."
Fang Yan looked at Zhou Zhaoqin, who was now so thin that he was lying on the bed, and praised:
"You are very smart, you can actually hear it."
Zhou Zhaoqin was not modest at all. After taking a deep breath of oxygen, she continued:
"Well, and I can also hear that you are indeed very confident. Although you are not 100% confident, you are more confident than everyone else."
Fang Yan took the opportunity to say:
"So you should believe me, I can definitely cure you."
Zhou Zhaoqin looked at the ceiling and said:
"Traditional Chinese medicine is really amazing. I thought I was going to die today. You may not believe it, but when you were rescuing me, I was watching from the ceiling."
"I can even see what's going on in the aisle outside."
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Fang Yan was startled. He didn't expect that the other party would have such an experience when he was rescuing someone.
In fact, what she said is not unusual, at least not for dialects that have experienced the Internet age.
This is a near-death experience for some patients, like an out-of-body experience.
It has happened to many patients around the world.
For a while, Fang Yan liked to watch videos like this the most.
However, because of the way Zhou Zhaoqin's father and mother talked in a nonchalant way, it was understandable that their family letters were written like this. As for whether it was true or not, Fang Yan didn't want to delve into it.
He just responded lightly:
“Very interesting experience.”
Zhou Zhaoqin frowned and asked:
"You don't believe me?"
Fang Yan saw that the patient was a little excited and explained:
"Of course I believe it, you don't have to lie to me."
Zhou Zhaoqin said:
"Then you don't seem to like this topic?"
Dialect responded:
"I don't want you to get caught up in pursuing something like this, it won't be good for your recovery."
Zhou Zhaoqin obviously didn't believe the dialect's statement. She joked in a slightly exaggerated tone:
"You are a responsible doctor, and now I trust you more."
Fang Yan was not angry and responded:
"Thank you for the compliment."
At this time Zhou Zhaoqin looked at Fang Yan and asked:
"How old are you this year?"
"Twenty-two." Fang Yan responded.
After hearing the dialect's age, Zhou Zhaoqin was stunned for a moment, and then praised:
"You are really amazing. You have such medical skills at this age. I really didn't expect that you are younger than me. In comparison, I feel like I have accomplished nothing now."
Fang Yan wanted to complain, so he said to her: You have already worked hard when you were reincarnated, now just enjoy it.
But the words stopped when he reached his mouth, and he changed his words and said:
"That's because you are sick, and just today you had an out-of-body experience and successfully survived. This is an experience that many people will never have in their lifetime."
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Zhou Zhaoqin said:
"You are such a comforter."
“Chatting with you makes me feel like I’m seeing a psychiatrist.”
Fang Yan glanced at his watch and found that it was already ten minutes. He stood up and said with a smile:
"Then when you are good, remember to settle the account."
After saying that, he walked towards the door. There was a nurse in the corridor making medicine.
Just when Dialect opened the door, Zhou Zhaoqin said:
"Although you look young, you seem to have an old soul."
Faced with the ridicule from the daughter of the donor who wanted to donate a building to him, Fang Yan said:
"I'll just take it as a compliment that I'm mature."
It can be seen that Zhou Zhaoqin should be a very talkative person on weekdays. Even now that she is terminally ill and still lingering on the verge of death, she still chatters endlessly.
After speaking, pour the medicine at the door and bring it into the house:
"Okay, ten minutes are up again, and the medicine is here."
After Zhou Zhaoqin finished drinking the medicine, the others came back.
Zhou Zhaoqin seemed to have been pressed on the mute button at this time, and his words disappeared immediately.
There is a kind of person who is like this. When there are few people around, she will become chatty, and when there are many people around, she will become quiet.
After a while, Zhou Zhaoqin's father also came back.
It seemed that he had drunk some wine. As soon as he entered the room, he opened his wallet and began to hand out US dollars to everyone. While doing so, he said:
"It's hard work at night, everyone works overtime, please be careful, don't dislike it!"
Everyone was stunned by the sudden influx of foreign exchange.
They all looked at the person with the highest position at the scene - Fang Yan.
I want to hear how he handles the situation at hand.
Seeing this, Fang Yan said:
"Since it is Mr. Zhou's wish, everyone should accept it."
"I'll just go and report to the dean at that time."
Nowadays, there is no rule against doctors accepting red envelopes, not to mention the ones they give are foreign exchange.
This little money is definitely not a big deal to Lao Zhou. He also wants everyone to do their part in the evening, so he won't be worried if he doesn't accept it.
And it can be seen from the dialect that everyone actually wants to accept it.
Who doesn’t like money?
After speaking in dialect, everyone accepted the foreign exchange one by one, with uncontrollable smiles on their faces.
(End of chapter)