Diary of the life of a working wizard

"He is your grandfather's junior brother Xia Yunjie. According to seniority, you should call him uncle." Feng Wenbo waved his hand to signal the nurse to go out, and said to Feng Zhengcheng solemnly.

Even though Feng Zhengcheng was the secretary of the municipal party committee and always dealt with things calmly and steadily, when he heard this, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, pointed at Xia Yunjie and said, "He? My uncle?"

If it hadn't been his father who said this, Feng Zhengcheng would probably have scolded him for being insane.

Are you kidding me? The dignified Secretary of the Jiangzhou Municipal Party Committee actually manages a young uncle who is only twenty years old at most! If this word spreads, it is estimated that it will immediately become a hot topic in the official circles of Jiangzhou City.

"You brat, what's your attitude? Did your eyes grow on your forehead after you became the secretary of the municipal party committee? Uncle Xia is your grandfather's junior brother..." In the morning, Yang Hui'e did not put his master uncle in front of him. In his eyes, Feng Wenbo already felt deeply sorry for Xia Yunjie. However, equality between men and women is now advocated. Yang Hui'e is not a disciple of Wu Xianmen, but Feng Wenbo can't say anything about Yang Hui'e. But even if Feng Zhengcheng became the municipal party committee secretary, he would still be his descendant, Feng Wenbo. Now Feng Zhengcheng turned out to be even more outrageous than his mother. He pointed his finger at Xia Yunjie, making Feng Wenbo turn green with anger. He pointed at Feng Zhengcheng and lectured him on the spot.

Xia Yunjie didn't expect that Feng Wenbo's son was actually the municipal party committee secretary of Jiangzhou City. Seeing that Feng Zhengcheng was scolding the municipal party committee secretary just for the sake of a title, he couldn't help being shocked and hurriedly interrupted: "Wenbo, what are you doing? ?Didn’t we agree before that times have changed and everyone has to do their own thing.”

"Uncle, this is different. He is my son and he must listen to me!" The behavior of his family made Feng Wenbo, a traditional old man who respects teachers and education, feel very sorry for the master uncle. He also felt that his face was shameless, but deep down he was The bullish temper has come up.

"You have to listen to me." Xia Yunjie blurted out subconsciously after hearing this.

If Xia Yunjie was just a master uncle, maybe Feng Wenbo would have dared to say a few words, but Xia Yunjie was also the master of a sect in addition to his status as a master uncle. The majesty of the master of a sect cannot be offended!

Feng Wenbo's expression immediately froze when he heard this, and he bowed slightly and said, "Yes, uncle."

It only took a blink of an eye from Xia Yunjie's intervention to Feng Wenbo's surrender. However, in this blink of an eye, Feng Zhengcheng was dumbfounded and felt even more aggrieved.

How proud his father was! Even when some leaders from the province and the capital came to see him for medical treatment, he has always been neither humble nor overbearing. Unexpectedly, today, just because of the casual words of the young man in front of him, he would not hesitate to humble his seemingly elegant and gentle person. , but actually it contains a proud head.

Xia Yunjie was slightly startled when he saw Feng Wenbo suddenly bowing his head to him solemnly. Then he held his hand and patted the back of his hand. He was quite moved and said: "Wenbo, I understand your intention. But there is really no need to do this. I’m not used to it either, and it’s not good for people to hear me.”

After saying that, Xia Yunjie looked at Feng Zhengcheng and said: "Secretary Feng, you don't need to take your father's words to heart. Traditional Chinese medicine has always paid attention to the inheritance of teachers. He is from that era. After all, his mind is not as open as our young people. My name is Xia Yunjie, and my friends are used to calling me I'm Ajie, you can call me this, or you can call me by my name."

Feng Zhengcheng knew what his father was like. When he saw Xia Yunjie patting the back of his father's hand, his father showed a look of shame. He had begun to realize that Xia Yunjie's status in his father's heart was probably the same as that of his uncle. If he really called him "Ah" Even if Jie or Yunjie's father would no longer object, he would definitely be very sad. However, Feng Zhengcheng was the secretary of the municipal party committee after all, and his ability to adapt to situations was not comparable to that of ordinary people. It was not appropriate to call him Ajie or Yunjie, and it was certainly inappropriate to call him uncle. He had an idea and said to Xia Yunjie humbly and honestly: "Respecting teachers and respecting education is a traditional Chinese virtue. Logically speaking, I should call you uncle, but because of my special status, it will inevitably cause some unnecessary trouble. How about this? You are also a doctor like my father. , how about I call you Doctor Xia?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Zhengcheng looked at his father subconsciously, with a hint of pleading.

Feng Zhengcheng was a filial son. If his father insisted on calling him Uncle Xia Yunjie, he would have no choice but to give in. But it would definitely not feel good in his heart, not to mention his face.

It's no wonder that for a forty-year-old man who is also the secretary of the municipal party committee, even if a junior brother who doesn't even know what his grandfather looks like and who is only in his early twenties this year calls him uncle, it would be the same for anyone else.

When Feng Wenbo saw his son looking at him, he thought that his status was indeed a bit special, and Xia Yunjie himself didn't like being called that. His expression softened slightly and he said, "Let's call him Teacher Xia. Uncle, he is going to Jiangzhou." Visiting professor at the university.”

Feng Zhengcheng couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and hurriedly said to please: "Please call me Teacher Xia. This will show more respect."

When Feng Wenbo heard this, he glared at his son, and then said to Xia Yunjie, "Uncle, do you think this is okay?"

The title teacher is both a professional title and an honorific title. Feng Wenbo's suggestion is the best of both worlds. It not only solved the problem of address, but also showed respect for Xia Yunjie.

"That's good. I think you can call me like this in public from now on, and I'll call you Professor Feng. It's always inappropriate for you to call me uncle in front of others at your age." Although a young man was treated like this by Feng Wenbo and his son. It is still a bit exaggerated for a person of his age and status to call him a teacher, but compared to uncles, masters, etc., it is much more normal, so Xia Yunjie secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

He was also afraid that Feng Zhengcheng would call him uncle!

"Okay, uncle." Feng Wenbo finally figured it out this time. As the master's uncle, he didn't want to draw attention to himself, so he nodded after hearing this.

Seeing Feng Wenbo nodding, Xia Yunjie was completely relieved, then walked to the hospital bed and said apologetically: "Look, I was only focused on talking, but I forgot to help you see a doctor in time."

"No, no, uncle, you're too polite. It's all my fault. If I had listened to you, I wouldn't have had to..." Yang Hui'e said hurriedly with a look of shame upon hearing this.

"Haha, those words are false and true, and they cannot be completely accurate. It is normal if you don't believe it. And if you don't mind, just call me Teacher Xia like Secretary Feng." Xia Yunjie interrupted with a smile.

Yang Hui'e hesitated and said, "I'd better be like Lao Feng. I'll call you Uncle Master in private and Teacher Xia in public." Seeing Yang Hui'e insisting, Xia Yunjie had no choice but to follow her, nodded and pointed to the bottle. Asked: "What kind of potion is this?"

"Uncle, it's an anti-inflammatory and analgesic potion." Feng Wenbo hurriedly replied, but Feng Zhengcheng and Yang Hui'e felt their hearts skip a beat when they heard this.

No, he doesn't even know that he needs anti-inflammatory and analgesic injections for fractures? So is he still a doctor? And he is also a doctor with excellent medical skills?

But how did they know that doctor Xia Yunjie was fundamentally different from ordinary Chinese medicine doctors? To be precise, he was a very traditional witch doctor who had never been exposed to Western medicine, so how did they know this?

"Take the needle out." Xia Yunjie didn't even notice the suspicious and stunned looks of Yang Hui'e and her son, and waved his hand lightly.

Feng Wenbo was slightly startled, and then he went to pull out the hanging needle without hesitation, but Feng Zhengcheng hurriedly said: "Xia, Teacher Xia, is this inappropriate? Pull out the needle, not to mention that the wound is very likely It will get infected, and my mother probably won’t be able to bear the pain alone.”

Xia Yunjie was slightly startled when he heard this, and then said: "It's okay, I have my own way."

After saying that, Xia Yunjie sat down next to the bed, then stretched out his thumb on Yang Hui'e's left leg and some parts of her left waist, gently massaged it a few times, then stopped and asked, "You should feel no pain now. Bar?"

At this time, Yang Hui'e had already widened her eyes and showed a surprised expression. Just now, when Xia Yunjie's thumb was gently rubbing her left leg and left waist, she actually felt a faint feeling of coolness. It flowed down to her left buttock where she was rubbing it, and suddenly the painful injury was covered with a refreshing and cool feeling, and the pain suddenly eased a lot.

"Okay, it doesn't seem to hurt anymore, and I feel refreshed and cool." Yang Hui'e replied with some stuttering. At this time, she had begun to believe Feng Wenbo's words. His uncle's medical skills were even better than his own, and he could heal her injuries without surgery. At least Feng Wenbo couldn't do it with just a few gentle massages. Let her pain go away.

Seeing his wife say this, Feng Wenbo hesitated any longer and pulled out the diaphragm needle quickly and neatly. Feng Zhengcheng opened his mouth, but finally closed it obediently and looked at Xia Yunjie with eyes full of curiosity and expectation.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand why his father respected the ridiculously young man in front of him so much.

"Wenbo, now it's your turn to help set the bones." Xia Yunjie said to Feng Wenbo when he saw him pulling out the hanging needle.

"I'm going to set bones? But uncle, this is a bit difficult, I can't do it." Feng Wenbo couldn't help being dumbfounded when he heard this. If he could pick it up, would he still need to ask him to do it?

"Ahem, it's a bit inconvenient for me to set the bone where Professor Yang was injured. Don't worry, I will help you when you set the bone. I'm sure everything will be fine." Xia Yunjie said with a rather unnatural expression.

"It's not a taboo for doctors. Uncle, I'd better do it in person. I really can't do it." Feng Wenbo knew very well about his ability to set bones, so he didn't dare to take such a risk. When Xia Yunjie insisted, he was so frightened that his face turned pale.

"Don't worry, I'm just lending your hand to set the bones. It's like beating a cow across the mountain. In fact, it's me who really takes action." Xia Yunjie saw that Feng Wenbo's face turned pale with fright, so he had no choice but to explain.

Not to mention that Yang Hui'e and her son had never heard of such a miraculous bone-setting technique. Even an old Chinese doctor like Feng Wenbo had never heard of it. After hearing this, the family of three all looked at Xia Yunjie with wide eyes, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Can bones be set to hunt cattle across mountains?

"Well, uncle, what should I do now?" After a while, Feng Wenbo moistened his throat and asked carefully. If before, Feng Wenbo only estimated that his uncle's medical skills might be better than his, but now he felt that he could only look up to his uncle's medical skills.