Cultivation Teacher's Life Record

"Weidong, you have caused a big worry for your elder brother and sister-in-law again!" After the two old men were happy for a while, Tan Zhengming couldn't help but hold Zhang Weidong's hand tightly with both hands and said emotionally.

"Yes, if it weren't for you, Wei Dong, others would definitely think that we are all living a happy life when they look at our Tan family, which is a scholarly and well-known family. In fact, who would know that we are suffering in our hearts! Now we are better, we are finally really happy.

!" Bai Rong said and wiped her tears.

"Haha, sister-in-law, go cook some food quickly, I'm so hungry." Zhang Weidong couldn't stand the tearful looks of the two old men, so he exaggeratedly touched his stomach and shouted.

Bai Rong hurriedly wiped away her tears, stood up and said with a smile: "Look at me, look at me, I have forgotten that you are still hungry!"

Zhang Weidong had dinner at Tan's house, sat for a while and then returned to the dormitory. But poor Tan Yongqian was miserable. He walked with Li Li until about ten o'clock, returned to the Standing Committee Building, took a shower, and was just about to lie down and have a good rest.

Soon, my parents called.

This time, Tan Zhengming spoke to Tan Yongqian in a commanding tone, so Tan Yongqian did not dare to neglect and hurried back home. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got home, he was greeted by the most severe torture in history by two old people, which almost forced Tan Yongqian to death.

To collapse.

But it was Zhang Weidong who almost collapsed the next day, because early in the morning, this old man and woman were wandering downstairs of the Environmental Engineering College. When they saw Zhang Weidong, they deliberately pretended not to recognize him. What's even more exaggerated is that at noon, Zhang Weidong

When eating together with Li Li and Su Lingfei, the old man and old lady also rushed to the canteen to have a meal. During the meal, they kept looking at Li Li. Of course, they were sitting next to Zhang Weidong and made little moves with him from time to time.

Su Lingfei was also the target of their attention, which made Li Li and Su Lingfei feel strange.

"Weidong, Ling Fei, have you noticed that the old couple over there are always looking at me? Is there something on my face?" Li Li touched her face and asked in a low voice.

When Zhang Weidong heard this, he almost spit out a mouthful of food, but he couldn't say that those two people were your lover's brother's parents. They came here specially to see you today, so he had to hold back his smile and said: "No, I

Why are these two old men staring at you, a big girl?"

"But I seem to have this feeling of depression too!" Su Lingfei frowned slightly and whispered.

When Zhang Weidong heard this, he almost broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, the old couple regarded Su Lingfei as his girlfriend, so they even took their sights on her.

"This is weird. Do you want me to ask them why they keep staring at you? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?" Zhang Weidong whispered, and then made a gesture of standing up to question.

"Fuck you!" Su Lingfei and Li Li both kicked Zhang Weidong angrily at almost the same time.

Seeing Zhang Weidong being kicked, the two old men probably realized that something might be wrong, and hurriedly pretended to lower their heads to eat, but they felt a little guilty.

Of course Su Lingfei has no problem kicking Zhang Weidong. They are a couple, but Li Li is Tan Zhengming's future daughter-in-law. From now on, she can call Zhang Weidong uncle. Can this uncle kick him casually?

Zhang Weidong almost burst into laughter when he saw the two old men burying their heads in eating with a guilty conscience. Two old professors, one of whom was the old principal of Wu University, really made things difficult for them.

Fortunately, after meeting Li Li, the two old men finally felt at ease and stopped wandering around the School of Environmental Engineering and the canteen "sneakily", otherwise Zhang Weidong would probably have collapsed.

A rain on Friday morning brought a rare burst of freshness to Nanzhou, the provincial capital where the air was originally turbid.

Zhang Weidong had no classes in the afternoon and no work arrangements for scientific research projects. He took the time to rush to the Provincial People's Hospital to prepare for a half-day outpatient visit.

The taxi took Zhang Weidong from the station to the Provincial People's Hospital. However, when Zhang Weidong just opened the door and got out of the car, a red BMW drove past him towards the hospital without slowing down at all.

Because of the rain in the morning, there was still some water on the road. The wheels drove quickly through the water, and dirty water splashed everywhere. Passers-by tried to dodge, but there were still some people who couldn't dodge and were splashed with some dirty water.

Zhang Weidong frowned slightly. He was opening the door and getting out of the car just now. If he were an ordinary person, he would not be able to hide in time. Fortunately, he was not an ordinary person, so he was not splashed.

The car stopped not far away in the parking lot in front of the outpatient clinic building. Two women got out of the car, both of whom were relatively fashionable and well-dressed. One of them was taller, with wavy hair and slightly red lips, and the other

On the other hand, he looked a little puffy and his face was not very good.

Seeing that they were two women, Zhang Weidong couldn't help but shook his head and didn't bother to go up and argue with them.

The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is on the sixth floor. When Zhang Weidong was standing in the elevator, he saw a middle-aged man with some inconvenience in his legs and feet, holding a cane and gesturing toward the elevator to wait for him, while hurriedly walking towards the elevator.

Because he was walking in a hurry and had some inconvenience in his legs and feet, when he was about to reach the elevator, the middle-aged man accidentally slipped the branch in his hand, and he fell diagonally to the ground.

Just when the people in the elevator were watching this astonishing scene and had not reacted, Zhang Weidong had already jumped out of the elevator quickly, then reached out and helped the middle-aged uncle.

"Thank you young man, thank you." The middle-aged uncle saw someone helping him and thanked him hurriedly.

"You're welcome, but uncle, your legs and feet are not convenient, so you can't walk in a hurry!" Zhang Weidong helped him and walked towards the elevator while smiling.

"Yes, yes, you must pay attention next time." The middle-aged uncle said with a grateful face.

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the elevator entrance. When Zhang Weidong was about to help the middle-aged uncle get into the elevator, suddenly there was a strong smell of perfume behind him, and then he saw the woman who was driving the BMW holding hands with him.

The chubby woman squeezed into the elevator before them.

Zhang Weidong couldn't help but frown slightly, with a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes, and finally couldn't help asking: "Hey, what are you grabbing for? Don't you see that this uncle has some inconvenience in his legs and feet?"

"Who robbed it? Who robbed it? It's because you walked slowly, okay?" The woman with the brighter lipstick retorted, seeing Zhang Weidong actually questioning him, and immediately raised her eyebrows.

Zhang Weidong felt a little angry when he saw that this woman was so unreasonable. When he was about to ask a few more questions, the middle-aged uncle was obviously a person who was afraid of causing trouble. He hurriedly pulled Zhang Weidong and said: "Young man, forget it.

Just squeeze."

As he spoke, the middle-aged uncle squeezed in first. Zhang Weidong was not used to arguing with this kind of woman. Besides, it was inappropriate to argue in a hospital, so he had to give up and go in.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped in, the elevator sounded an overload alarm.

When the middle-aged uncle heard the overload warning sound coming from the elevator, he walked out on the crutches. As he walked, he said to Zhang Weidong: "Thank you, young man. I'll take the next train."

Upon seeing this, Zhang Weidong couldn't help but glared angrily at the woman wearing bright lipstick and then followed him out of the elevator. However, the woman snorted and turned her head in disdain, and the elevator door slowly closed at this time.

The middle-aged uncle felt a little sorry when he saw Zhang Weidong getting off the elevator and said: "Young man, what are you...".

"It's okay, I just feel uncomfortable looking at this kind of person. By the way, uncle, what's wrong with your legs? Is it caused by a stroke?" Zhang Weidong said.

"Yes, I had a stroke half a year ago. Although the rescue was relatively timely, it still left some sequelae of hemiplegia. It is said that in my case, the sequelae will be difficult to recover after half a year. But recently I heard that the Chinese medicine department here is good.

Come here and try your luck." The middle-aged uncle said with a wry smile.

"Uncle, don't be discouraged. Traditional Chinese medicine theory is different from Western medicine, and the treatment methods are also different. So Western medicine can't treat it, but it doesn't mean that Chinese medicine can't do it. The main thing is to maintain a good attitude and pay attention to it.

Cultivate your mind and body, so that even if you are sick, you will slowly get better. And I think the sequelae of your stroke are not very serious. If you stick to some traditional Chinese medicine methods such as acupuncture, massage, massage, etc., you should be able to recover slowly.

Yes, of course it is impossible to move as freely as before." Zhang Weidong said.

When the middle-aged uncle heard this, he couldn't help but glanced at Zhang Weidong in surprise and said, "Young man, you are not studying medicine, are you?"

"Haha, uncle, I am a doctor in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. When it is your turn later, I will take a good look at you." Zhang Weidong said with a smile.

"Ah, you are already a doctor at such a young age! No wonder you speak so eloquently. Thank you so much, young man. I can see that you are a good person and a good doctor. But you also know that this disease is a problem in the world. You

Well, you don't have to worry about me anymore. I heard that Director Yuan of yours has very good medical skills. I'll let him have a look. If he says there's nothing he can do, forget it." The middle-aged uncle first looked at Zhang Weidong in disbelief, and then quickly

He held Zhang Weidong's hand tightly and said gratefully.

Except for Zhang Weidong's high-profile appearance at the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine on the first day, he has been keeping a low profile since then, basically hiding behind and "making plans." Therefore, although the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the Provincial People's Hospital has become increasingly famous recently, Zhang Weidong, the real

The miracle doctor is still unknown. On the contrary, Yuan Zhihong, an old Chinese medicine doctor, has become famous, and many people come here to see him. Of course, Yuan Zhihong's fame is not only related to the fact that Zhang Weidong cured many difficult and complicated diseases in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, which made Yuan Zhihong, the director of the department, soaring.

In addition, another very important reason is that Yuan Zhihong's own medical skills have also improved rapidly during this period, and he has cured many more difficult patients recently.

Therefore, it is impossible for the middle-aged uncle to think that the young man in front of him is the real miracle doctor. Even Director Yuan is now his student. Hearing this, he said thank you with a grateful face.

"There will be a way." Zhang Weidong smiled and reassured, but did not explain specifically.

At this time, the elevator arrived again, and Zhang Weidong helped the middle-aged uncle into the elevator together.

The elevator stopped on the sixth floor.

There were several times more patients and family members sitting in the waiting room in front of the traditional Chinese medicine outpatient department than before. From time to time, some people looked at the number displayed on the screen.

When Zhang Weidong and the middle-aged uncle walked out of the elevator, he saw the two well-dressed women walking towards the consultation room of the Chinese Medicine Clinic accompanied by a doctor. (To be continued)

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