Chinese medicine doctor Xu Yang

After work, Xu Yang was going to go to her house with Zhang Ke to treat Zhang Sanqian. Xu Yang had only heard that Zhang Sanqian had suffered a stroke before, but he had never seen it.

I heard from Zhang Ke that Zhang Sanqian had been treated in the province for a period of time, but he was not cured. Moreover, Zhang Sanqian did not want to be treated at all and was very uncooperative. Later, he went home to take care of her.

This is the first time Xu Yang has met the big boss since joining the company.

For some reason, Xu Yang suddenly felt a little nervous for no reason. It wasn't the kind of nervousness about meeting the leader. He was never nervous when meeting the leader.

He asked: "Want to buy some fruit or something?"

Zhang Ke was also startled: "You are going to treat a disease, not... you don't need to buy anything, just go empty-handed."

"Oh." Xu Yang responded.

Zhang Ke said: "Well, let's go buy groceries first. We won't have any groceries at home tonight. Brother Qiang, you stay here to pack your things and then close up."

"Oh." Song Qiang was a little sad.

…

Yangguang New Village is an old community, but more than ten years ago, it was the best community in the county. But that’s not the case now. The best houses are now in the new city in the south.

Old communities have the advantages of old communities. Although they are not high-end, life is very convenient. The community has its own large vegetable market, and there are many local businesses nearby, so you can meet your daily needs without leaving the community.

Zhang Ke took Xu Yang to the vegetable market, bought some food, and then the two returned to the community.

Going upstairs, Zhang Ke lives on the fourth floor.

Zhang Ke took the key, opened the door, and said to Xu Yang, "Come in."

Xu Yang was still standing at the door.

Zhang Ke looked back at him and said, "Come in."

"Ah, oh, okay." Xu Yang quickly followed in.

Zhang Ke put the dishes into the kitchen, and she said to Xu Yang, "Sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll get you a glass of water."

"Okay." Xu Yang went to sit on the sofa.

Zhang Ke came out of the kitchen with water. She put the water glass in front of Xu Yang and said, "I'll push my dad out."

Xu Yang nodded, and the strange tension in his heart emerged inexplicably again.

Zhang Ke entered the bedroom and pushed Zhang Sanqian out.

Zhang Sanqian still looks the same, sitting crookedly in his wheelchair, his eyes crooked, his mouth slanted, his hands and feet stiff, his left hand making a sign of six, and his right hand making a sign of seven. His expression was full of decadence, and he couldn't get enough energy for anything.

Zhang Ke said to her father: "Dad, this is Dr. Xu Yang I told you about. He is here to see you."

Zhang Sanqian didn't even raise his eyes to look at Xu Yang. He seemed to have despaired of the world, and nothing else could attract his attention.

Xu Yang also stood up and wanted to say hello, but when the words came to his lips, he found that he didn't know how to address Zhang Sanqian for a while, and finally he could only hold back two words: "Hello... hello."

Zhang Sanqian ignored Xu Yang and just looked at the ground lifelessly.

Zhang Ke explained: "Don't mind, my dad is like this. He is very decadent now and doesn't want to care about others."

Xu Yang nodded, expressing his understanding, and said, "Then let me see your father first."

Zhang Keze said: "Hey, don't worry, let's eat first. I don't want you to be hungry to treat a disease. In this way, if you are fine, help me cook together."

After saying that, Zhang Ke pushed Zhang Sanqian's wheelchair in front of the TV, then turned on the TV and started playing the recently popular "Story of Yanxi Palace". He had already finished watching "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

Xu Yang went to the kitchen to help Zhang Ke.

"Peel some garlic for me."

"oh."

Zhang Sanqian, who was reading "Story of Yanxi Palace" with his head tilted, slowly turned his eyes to look at Xu Yang and Zhang Ke who were busy in the kitchen.

Zhang Ke takes charge, Xu Yang takes the lead.

Zhang Ke praised: "You can do it, you can also chop vegetables."

Xu Yang said: "I know a little bit."

Zhang Ke asked: "Are you cooking for yourself now?"

Xu Yang nodded.

Zhang Ke put the vegetables into the pot and stir-fried: "It's troublesome to cook alone. If you have too much, you won't be able to eat it, and if there is too little, you won't be able to eat it. Come on, why don't you come to my house for dinner after get off work."

Xu Yang was a little embarrassed: "It's too troublesome for you."

Zhang Ke turned over his spoon and said with a smile: "What are you doing with me?"

When Zhang Sanqian heard this, his originally lifeless eyes slowly became sharper.

"Bring me a plate." Zhang Ke took out the dishes, and then said: "After dinner and after seeing the patient, you can help me review the manuscript to be published on the official account. I am not sure about some professional issues."

"Okay, no problem." Xu Yang agreed happily, and he asked: "Are there many people paying attention to it now?"

Zhang Ke went to wash the pot: "It's not bad, but maybe our writing is more professional, unlike other public accounts that exaggerate and make gimmicks, so it doesn't get up very quickly."

Xu Yang nodded.

Zhang Ke continued: "When I have time, I will write some novels and short stories, and integrate these correct professional knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine and medical records into the story. It will be better than a lot of boring professional knowledge, and the publicity effect will definitely be Not bad. I’ll write it for you as the protagonist when the time comes.”

Zhang Ke raised his eyebrows at Xu Yang.

Xu Yang smiled, pointed to the TV behind him, and made a rare joke: "Is he like the emperor on TV? Are there so many women chasing him?"

"You are so beautiful and so virtuous!"

After saying that, Zhang Ke twisted his waist, bumped into Xu Yang, and then rolled his eyes:

Zhang Sanqian, who was squinting at the two people, saw this scene, and his lifeless eyes suddenly widened and almost popped out of his head.

"Woo... Wu... Wu!" Zhang Sanqian was mumbling something in his mouth. He who was originally very decadent actually became excited at this moment.

Xu Yang turned around and glanced at Zhang Sanqian strangely. He said to Zhang Ke, "Your dad seems to want to say something."

Zhang Ke was cooking. She didn't even turn around and said, "It's probably Wei Yingluo who hit someone again. He likes to watch this kind of palace fighting drama. He seems to be very excited when he sees the slap in the face."

"Woo! Woo..." Zhang Sanqian was yelling something vaguely again. The more excited he became, the harder it was to speak.

Zhang Ke continued: "I guess he got excited when he saw Er Qing."

"Oh." Xu Yang nodded.

…

Dinner is ready, the three of us have dinner.

Zhang Ke has been picking up food for Xu Yang: "Try this, I remember you like sweet and sour pork ribs. Do you like lotus root slices? I'll make you a bowl of soup, mushroom and shredded chicken soup."

Zhang Sanqian looked at the empty bowl in front of him, and his breathing suddenly became heavy. He looked at Xu Yang sideways, but he didn't like it no matter what.

"Come on, dad, let's eat." Zhang Ke finally thought of her dad and picked up her dad's bowl.

Zhang Sanqian turned his head away.

angry!

Zhang Ke is still a little surprised. Why is her father angry again for no reason?

…

After meal.

Xu Yang made a diagnosis for Zhang Sanqian, and Xu Yang checked Zhang Sanqian's pulse.

Zhang Ke watched from the side.

When he really started to diagnose and treat patients, Xu Yang's heart immediately recovered and he devoted himself wholeheartedly.

Zhang Sanqian kept looking at Xu Yang sideways.

After a while, Xu Yang checked his pulse and said, "Put your tongue out, let me take a look."

Zhang Sanqian looked sideways at Xu Yang, his mouth crooked and motionless.

Zhang Kedao: "I'll help you."

After speaking, Zhang Ke opened Zhang Sanqian's mouth.

Zhang Sanqian looked sad and angry.

Xu Yang looked at his tongue.

After reading it, Zhang Sanqian still looked angry.

Zhang Ke also looked at her father strangely. Ever since the stroke, Zhang Sanqian had always looked lifeless. Why are your expressions so rich today?

Xu Yang looked at the previous doctor's diagnosis and treatment records again, and after asking some questions, he had an idea.

Zhang Ke asked Xu Yang: "How is it? Can it be cured?"

Xu Yang nodded: "I can't guarantee that it will be cured."

"Really?" As soon as Zhang Ke heard Xu Yang say this, she knew that Xu Yang must be sure.

Xu Yang nodded slightly and asked, "Is there a secret room?"

"Secret room?" Zhang Ke was stunned.

Xu Yang said: "Yes, it is an airtight room. He needs to drink medicine in the secret room to cure his illness."

Zhang Ke thought for a while and said: "There is a small utility room on the first floor. It was given as a gift when I bought the house before. It has no windows. Is this okay?"

Zhang Sanqian's eyes widened when he heard this.

Zhang Kedao: "Why don't we let him go to the utility room, and we'll stay upstairs, and then we'll cook some medicine and bring it down to him."

As soon as Zhang Sanqian heard this, he suddenly became excited and shouted incomprehensibly. The left hand that signified "six" was slightly raised and kept shaking.

Xu Yang looked confused and asked, "What does your dad mean by this?"

Zhang Ke looked back at her father's trembling left hand, and she said, "Oh, he may be trying to say that you are more 666."