: Seven hundred and fifty-eight fame and fortune are all clouds
Zhao Guangxiu looked at Yue Siyu in shock and got the apprentice's affirmative answer again. He couldn't maintain his good demeanor any longer. His face turned pale, and he muttered to himself in disbelief, "Impossible, how is it possible?"
Shen Jiao looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "You master and apprentice really have a good understanding of each other, and you all have the same expressions when you learn that Mrs. Yu is getting better. Can't you just wait for Mrs. Yu like that?"
"Don't talk nonsense, I'm just too happy, is Mrs. Yu really getting better? Could it be..."
Zhao Guangxiu regained his composure, and his brain was running fast, looking for the most favorable excuse for himself. His reputation was more precious than a phoenix's feather, and he must not be damaged by Dong Fangzheng's apprentice.
How could Shen Jiao not see the little Jiujiu in Zhao Guangxiu's belly, and said with a sarcastic smile, "Although I'm not good at learning, I can still tell whether I'm getting better or not, unlike some quack doctors who were dragged into a minor illness. very ill."
Zhao Guangxiu's complexion changed greatly, she looked at Shen Jiao coldly, her eyes were dark.
Shen Jiao was not afraid of him, she glanced at him contemptuously, and said softly, "My master and his elders are quite right. The masters don't ask for fame, but only half a bucket of water. Fuyun, some of the so-called world-renowned doctors can't even match his toe."
When it comes to fame and fortune, Shen Jiao is a little guilty. Dong Fangzheng really doesn't care much about fame, but he is greedy for money!
Dong Fangzheng, who was eating meat in a restaurant in Nanping City, sneezed loudly and said to himself in confusion, "Who is talking about Lao Tzu?"
Guan Yue, who was next to him, twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at the fat old man's three chins. Who knew that the fat old man's Pai Gow level was so high!
Miscalculation!
Dong Fangzheng rubbed his nose, put the last piece of oily roast duck on the plate into his mouth, waved his hand and shouted, "Another plate of roast duck, I will starve to death."
Guan Yue couldn't help twitching, and asked, "You ate that plate just now, so I only ate a duck head."
"I only ate two leek boxes last night. I was so hungry that my chest was on my back. Even three roasted ducks could be eaten. Hurry up and bring them up." Dong Fangzheng urged again and again, with a fat head and big ears Glossy, really hot eyes.
Guan Yue didn't move. If he roasted a whole duck again, he would have to use the small treasury. That was the last trump card that he would only use as a last resort. The fat old man was not worth it.
Dong Fangzheng squinted at him and said with a smile, "Brand is character!"
Guan Yue gritted his teeth, brushed the floor and got up to fix the duck, secretly cursing Dong Fangzheng for not giving birth to a son in the future, no, this old guy is already empty, if he wants to give birth to a son, he will curse early. He has diarrhea!
Dong Fangzheng picked his teeth proudly, wanting to fight with his old man?
Don't you know that his old man was in the Eight Great Hutongs back then?
He was an old man who suffered a little loss when he was young and ignorant in the past, but when did he suffer a loss later?
Thinking of the past decades ago, Dong Fangzheng's eyes dimmed a little. I heard that the villain is now very open on the top. God really doesn't open his eyes!
Forget it, forget it, in this life, eating is more than heaven, what he thinks about doing so much, eat it first and then talk about it!
Dong Fangzheng took the roast duck handed over by Guan Yue, and ate it happily, ignoring Guan Yue's grievances. The housekeeper is getting more and more stingy.
After eliminating all the roast ducks on the table, Dong Fangzheng burped contentedly, patted his chubby belly, and Chongguanyue shook his fat chin: "Let's go, try a new recipe today, maybe it will work. !"
Guan Yue gave him a white look, grabbed two barbecued pork buns and followed him. Mother, the fat old man ate all the meat with the money he paid, leaving only two barbecued pork buns left for him!
As soon as she returned to the hospital, Shen Jiao's phone number came. Dong Fangzheng became serious after hearing what Shen Jiao said, and asked, "Zhao Guangxiu said that the patient has no cure?"
"Well, that's what he said." Shen Jiao said.
"Then how did you save the patient?" Dong Fangzheng asked in surprise.
Although Zhao Guangxiu's medical skills are not as good as his old man's, he is much better than Shen Jiao. The patient that Zhao Guangxiu couldn't cure, but Shen Jiao cured. Why does this sound so mysterious!
Shen Jiao replied calmly, "The patient is actually a common qi and blood deficiency disorder, and the foundation is very good. Zhao Guangxiu didn't take it seriously and handed the patient over to his apprentice, but this apprentice..."
As she spoke, she briefly explained the triangular relationship between Yue Siyu and Yu Xilin's husband and wife, and she heard Dong Fangzheng's head was very big. As soon as the old man heard these secrets in the back house, he was very big, and immediately interrupted Shen Jiao. Too lazy to listen anymore.
"Then why did you call me?"
Shen Jiao was stunned for a while, and asked, "I vented my anger for you, why didn't you say anything at all?"
No matter what, I have to praise her a few words!
Dong Fangzheng was a little amused, but he was more moved. He said in a rare soft voice, "Not bad, not bad, a lot of progress has been made."
Shen Jiao flattened her lips, this compliment was not at all distracting, it was too perfunctory, Dong Fangzheng's bland attitude made Shen Jiao a little discouraged, and muttered: "Then you come to Kyoto, you have to tell what happened back then. Clear."
"Forget it, decades have passed Let me mention it again..."
Dong Fangzheng is not very interested. He is no longer the feisty Dong Xidan he used to be. Living at his age now, many things are underestimated. Zhao Guangxiu is a self-inflicted sin, and God will take care of him. of.
Shen Jiao poured cold water on Dong Fangzheng's place with enthusiasm, and she couldn't help but ask, "Master, how are you going to deal with the surname Zhao?"
Dong Fangzheng smiled: "How else can we clean up? Kyoto is not the Han family's territory, so you should come back quickly."
Another reason why he didn't want to let Shen Jiao and Zhao Guangxiu compete was because he was worried that something would happen to Shen Jiao. After so many years of business, Zhao Guangxiu has a lot of power in the capital. A strong dragon is hard to beat a local snake. After all, Han Qixiu is only one person. , If you make the wrong hand, Shen Jiao and the two little dolls will be in danger.
The water in Kyoto is deep!
Shen Jiao chatted with Dong Fangzheng for a few more words, then hung up the phone and said to Han Qixiu, "Master, he won't come, saying that hitting Zhao Guangxiu in the face is enough, let's go back as soon as possible."
Han Qixiu understood Dong Fangzheng's thoughts after just a little thought. He understood that the old man was worried that something would happen to them in Kyoto. Zhao Guangxiu's influence in the capital was indeed not small.
Originally, he thought that if his daughter-in-law insisted on venting his anger on Dong Fangzheng's behalf, he would give it a try, but Dong Fangzheng's awareness of things was beyond his expectations.
but--
In a few days, the legend of Zhao Guangxiu's medical skills being inferior to Dong Fangzheng's apprentice spread out in Kyoto. There are many people in Kyoto who don't know Dong Fangzheng. It's as wonderful as a storytelling.