King’s Landing in Nottingham

Chapter 80—Visitors from London

Wei Xun and Zhao Tai's award of the fourteenth round of the league was passed to the ears of all the Notts County players through the mouth of coach Guardiola.

Hubner, Sasha and other veterans are not surprised, while the young players headed by Ribery screamed one by one, crying and calling for additional training.

If Wei Xun and Guardiola hadn’t repeatedly urged them to train scientifically and rationally, and Eric Tynehag and the old Mertesacker would look at them, it is estimated that there would be fatigue injuries. So one or two.

Young players are good at everything, but they are too desperate, and sometimes make people feel uneasy.

After going to the Royal College of Medicine of Nottingham University for a physical examination, Huang Yingying has returned to the state of ignoring Wei Xun before. Even her good employee and classmate Elena will not wait to see Wei Xun.

"A woman's heart has needles in the bottom of the sea, God knows this day by day, what happened to this..."

For the opposite sex, especially the opposite **** similar to his own, Wei Xun was really helpless, helpless Wei Xun could only squat in the office in a daze.

"Jingle Bell……"

"Jingle Bell……"

The landline in Wei Xun's office rang again, and he reluctantly rolled off the camp bed and picked up the receiver to answer the call. It turned out to be the call from Old Grant.

"Wei, a man came at the door, he said he was looking for you, Zhang, from London..."

"He's alone?"

"Yes, he was alone, and some luggage was brought here by a taxi."

"I don't know anyone in London, whose surname is Zhang, who would it be?" Except for Hou Zifan's family, in Wei Xun's memory, there are few people surnamed Zhang.

"Well, Old Ge, can you bring him here? If it is convenient, please bring him with you as well, thank you..."

Five minutes after hanging up, Old Grant came with the man surnamed Zhang and his luggage.

Putting down his luggage, Lao Ge and Wei Xun greeted him, and hurriedly returned to the delivery room. No one could be sitting at the gate. It was not safe these days.

Recently, there are always people stealing things from the construction site of the Notts County base. Because there is no convenient means of transportation, the old Grant and Randall are tired. The police officers of the Nottingham Police Department also came to sit for a while and left. Up to now, there is no one. Zhunxin also took away the surveillance video from the Notts County Mailroom.

It's better to beg for yourself. Wei Xun really wants to organize a security team to save Randall and Old Grant from being there.

The visitor is not very old, looks more than 30 years old, has sharp eyes, no calluses on his hands, and has such a refined temperament on his body, as well as some not-so-obvious smell of Chinese herbal medicine.

Had it not been for Wei Xun's frequent consumption of medicated food in Wangjiang Tower, plus the inventory brought by the two doctors of Chinese medicine who came back with Zhao Tai, he would definitely not be able to smell it.

"Hello, Mr. Wei, I heard that you have plans to recruit team doctors, so I rushed over from London and didn't make an appointment in advance. I'm really sorry..."

"It doesn't matter. We are very happy to come to Notts County for an interview. You are welcome."

The visitor then handed some of his credentials to Wei Xun, and under Wei Xun's sign, he sat on the seat opposite to Wei Xun.

"Jacky Zhang, Doctor of Medicine, University of Cambridge?"

Wei Xun was a little surprised. Has the reputation of Notts County spread to London? Are doctors from Cambridge University willing to come? Is it possible that this man is a classmate in Georgia?

"Hello, Mr. Zhang, I would like to ask, are you a classmate from Georgia?"

"No, sir, I don't know the Georgia you are talking about..."

Wei Xun was a little embarrassed, but he felt that Jacky Zhang looked a bit like Hou Zifan's son.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Georgia is the chief team doctor of our club. You will be colleagues and you will know each other. I believe you will get along well..."

"According to your academic qualifications, there is no problem at all when you come to us. Before welcoming you to join us, can you briefly introduce your research direction and expertise?"

"No problem, Mr. Wei, my research in Cambridge focuses on the application of Chinese herbal medicine in bone healing. Some research results have been achieved. I am personally good at the treatment of bruises and fractures. Of course, I am a man after all. Doctor of Western medicine, so I have all the methods of diagnosis and treatment in Western medicine..."

"May I ask, who is your father Zhang Jisen?"

Hearing these words, Jacky Zhang, who was sitting in distress, slightly nodded towards Wei Xun on the opposite side:

"It's my father and his old man who asked me to come here. I forgot to introduce myself, my dear Zhang Qingsong."

Wei Xun suddenly understood, saying that his nephew was like an uncle, and he was right.

Saying a thousand words and ten thousand, Mr. Zhang did not come to sit in Notts County himself, but sent his son over.

Zheng Chou has no professional orthopedics department of Chinese medicine resident in Notts County, so Zhang Qingsong came here!

"Second uncle, my good brother Hou Zifan is your brother-in-law, and your nephew Hou Xiaoguo is my godson. Coming to me is like coming to your own home. Don't be polite."

"thanks, thanks……"

When relatives recognized this, the atmosphere of the conversation became a lot easier in an instant.

As the saying goes, "Friends are near honey, relatives are far away." Wei Xun and Zhang Qingsong are not begging each other to do things, they are closer together, and it is easier to talk and talk down.

"Second uncle, I saw you when Elder Zhang went to London before, right?" Wei Xun asked with a grin.

"Hey, it's hard to say in a word. Ever since I studied Western medicine, my old father hasn't waited to see me. My eldest brother left early and pointed to my class to pick him up. The year I graduated from high school, I secretly ran away to learn Western medicine. After that, the relationship between our father and son has deteriorated. If you hadn't invited him over this time, I guess he would not have come over for my son's birthday party."

"Oh, that's all from the past, second uncle, isn't the old man here? It's all the blood of a prostitute, and the bones are broken and the tendons are still connected."

"Yes, in fact, if the old man doesn't come to London again, I'm going to return to China too. The expenses here are too high, and the income from opening clinics in the community is really too small. I can barely maintain..."

"Is it so difficult? By the way, my second uncle, how did your dignified doctor from Cambridge University go to open a community clinic?"

Wei Xu is actually a little puzzled, so he can find a job that earns a lot more than opening a clinic with a little bit of thinking about Zhang Qingsong's academic qualifications?

"It's not that easy. There is no market for Chinese medicine here. In the community, it's okay to treat headaches and brain fever. If there are any other diseases, people still go to Western medicine. It's because I have a Cambridge degree hanging there. , It’s the only one in the clinic, otherwise it’s even more difficult..."

"Then second uncle, how did you make the old man not angry with you this time?"

"What's your anger? When the old man saw that I opened a Chinese medicine clinic, he probably lost his anger. After studying Western medicine for more than ten years, he finally took his old path and took his class. A child, he has beaten you in this game. What is there to be angry about, plus the grandson’s screaming from grandpa, there is no anger that can’t be dispelled..."

"Brother Uncle, we have both Chinese and Western medicine here. You can go to whatever you want, and it's okay to use both!"

"It's great. In these years, you have to be innovative in everything you do. Traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine are all. Failure to innovate is a dead end, but the old man just doesn't understand this truth. It doesn't make any sense. Hey..."

Wei Xun understands that co-authoring Zhang Qingsong and Mr. Zhang is a communication problem.

Zhang Qingsong was only for the integration of Chinese and Western cultures and innovating, but the old man Zhang felt that his son's wings were hardened. This was a rebellion and he was not ready to take his own class, so he was furious.

Neither person explained their needs reasonably, which eventually led to the estrangement.

Not every ending can be so lucky, even if the old man and Zhang Qingsong finally resolved the misunderstanding, it would have been a waste of more than ten years.

There will be no re-blooming day, no one will be young again, cherish everything now.