The leisurely life of rebirth

"Yeah! Okay, it's simple, I will definitely do it." Dayong promised that if he could throw away the crutches and stand up again, he would do whatever he asked, not to mention this small request.

"I must be watching my dad." Tiedan'er continued after returning from the bath.

The fat aunt knocked on the open door and brought lunch. Li Qingjie diligently put the folding table next to the bed on the bed so that the patient could eat calmly, "Pork feet stewed in soybean soup noodles, with Polygonatum odoratum and wolfberry in it.

Huaishan, ginseng and other medicinal materials are used to complement the body." The fat aunt brought it over and introduced it.

Dayong looked at the noodle soup in front of him, a blush appeared on his dark cheeks, his face was dark and invisible, and he said embarrassedly: "It's so good, won't you eat it?"

"This is your sick meal." Qiu Zi explained: "Eat it! It is nutritious and can cure the disease."[

He Junyao nodded and said, "We have all eaten."

The casserole was stewed in a large portion, and Dayong was not polite. It was delicious and not fishy at all. The fat aunt pulled Tiedan'er and said, "Come with me for lunch."

"Fat auntie begs for chickens..." Fang Monan said.

"I know." Fat Aunt pulled Tiedan'er away and said without looking back.

"What's so delicious about beggar's chicken? And me." Li Qingjie shamelessly followed him out. Of course, he had to work to eat. After recovering from his illness, he often came to the farm to work when he was not on duty.

I can't even drive her away, mainly because the fat aunt's cooking skills are so good. She studied with Fang Monan for several months, and I can't tell you that she's really good at cooking. The food is better than the food in canteens and restaurants.

After Li Qingjie recovered from his illness, Fang Monan became somewhat famous here due to his big-mouth propaganda, especially the comrades he brought with him. Because these tough-minded men were hard to turn away.

Unwilling to give up, she left the renovation of the ward to him, and a small clinic was renovated in the villa, which was no worse than the operating room of the county hospital. Another room was opened as a pharmacy, which contained Chinese medicinal materials and some

Pharmaceutical tools.

In the afternoon, Fang Monan came to check their pulse again. They were doing well and it would not affect tomorrow's treatment, so he went back to prepare for tomorrow. Qiu Zi explained everything here to Dayong and his son in detail.

"Dad! You don't know that I just ate a whole chicken for lunch." Sitting on the wooden sofa, Tiedan'er didn't look dishonest like jumping up and down at home. She was very well-behaved. It tasted so good! I'll never forget it in my life.

Originally, he kept half of it and said it was for his dad. The kind fat aunt said, "Your dad's food is sick food. You can't mix it up. Just finish it if you can! If you want to be filial to your dad, be more obedient in the future."

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Lian Dayong felt sad after hearing what he said, and looked at the child's aggrieved look. He couldn't protect himself and felt uncomfortable. Suddenly something seemed to come to his mind, "My dear. If this is cured, it doesn't matter how much money it will cost!" Dayong

With a sad face, he said, "I don't have that much money, what should I do?"

"Don't worry. If you don't have money, just farm the land for Miracle Doctor Fang and it will be used as treatment expenses." Qiu Zi said calmly: "My wife is working here as a helper."

"When it comes to farm work, Tiedan'er has to do it well." Dayong said with a naive smile.

"Dad, don't worry, I know what to do." Tie Dan'er patted his chest and said, "I'm going to wash the clothes now." Tie Dan'er took the dirty clothes in the basin and walked out to ask if Fat Auntie was there.

Where to wash clothes.

The next day, Lian Dayong was carried to the clinic by He Junyao and Li Qingjie. After he was settled, he was kicked out by Fang Monan. Fang Monan used acupuncture to deliver spiritual energy to open up the necrotic tissue on Lian Dayong's feet.

, repair so that it can restore its own functions.

Dayong was lying on the bed, feeling that his feet were numb and itchy. He couldn't bear it, and felt like scratching with his hands. Fang Monan stopped him, "It's a normal phenomenon. It'll be fine in a while. Don't use your hands."

If you scratch it, you will get infected."

When he mentioned infection, Dayong's expression changed obviously. His foot was lame due to postoperative infection. As expected, no matter how painful and itchy he was, he didn't dare to scratch it.

"Okay!" Fang Monan put plaster on his feet, opened the door, told the two people in front of the door, hung up his legs after going back, and told Li Qingjie to teach Tiedan'er how to use all the equipment in the ward, including

Take care of patients using the toilet, nursing, etc.

After being treated like this for about five days, Lian Dayong's feet were obviously much better, but he still couldn't move them casually. The rest had to be recovered slowly by the body's own ability.

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Fatty and Jian Huixin settled in, "Zhiqian, we're not leaving because my career is here, and yours and Xiaomei's careers are in the south. We've been living here for almost a week, why don't you leave."

"A few people were sitting around the pavilion, enjoying the slight mountain breeze, which was cool and comfortable.[

"Fat man, the real master Nan Nan didn't say anything, why are you so anxious?" Han Zhiqian rolled his eyes at him and said.

"Haha... Aren't I worried about you? No one is looking after you in the company." The fat man asked with concern.

"My subordinates are all living on dry food." Han Zhiqian glanced at him and said. "This place is so beautiful that I don't want to leave." He turned around and said, "It's okay to stay in Nan Nan for a little longer. 1"

"As long as your big brother doesn't make any noise and no one rushes you, you can stay here as long as you want." Fang Monan took a sip of tea. She always believed that as a true leader, she should free herself from trivial things.

Just grasp the general direction.

"Xiaomei, we are here in these days. The green mountains and green waters, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, are naturally very leisurely. It is a good place to escape the summer heat." Han Zhiqian grabbed Xiaomei's hand, sat on the recliner, and shook it.

Fang Monan casually flipped through the newspapers and magazines sent by Allen. Although it was later, in terms of the current underdeveloped information, it was better than...

"Hey! There are also military magazines here, can I read them?" He Junyao looked at a pile of magazines and newspapers on the stone table.

"Whatever, let's see! Men like to fight and kill each other." Fang Monan's eyes narrowed.

He Junyao scratched his head, picked out a number of magazines, and found a place to browse. It turned out that one or several large packages were sent from the United States, Europe, and Japan every month, and they were all these newspapers and magazines!

Han Zhiqian looked at He Junyao's retreating back and said to Fang Monan: "Dajun is not a simple person!"

"Oh!" Fang Monan raised his eyebrows with great interest, "What's your opinion?"

"Although the mainland is reforming and opening up, there are so many magazines in English, Japanese, and French. I don't think an ordinary person can know so many foreign languages." Han Zhiqian narrowed his eyes and said: "The most important thing is that he doesn't have enough background.

, but he can't exude a proud and proud temperament." He rubbed his chin and continued, "And I can see that he has been on the battlefield, so he must have killed someone."

At present, Hong Kong people hold contempt for the Mainland's politics, economy, culture, education and other aspects, but they are cold to the core of the Mainland's military. This kind of coldness to the bones is the result of the People's Liberation Army's fight against American imperialism.

, resisting Maozi, destroying Asan’s impressive martial arts accumulation

I got up. I think back on when the Republic was confronting the British Empire over the issue of Hong Kong Island, Hong Kong Island became a dead port overnight, a smelly port, and all the wealthy businessmen and tycoons ran away. This shows how strong the deterrent power of the People's Liberation Army is. At that time, the People's Liberation Army was very deep.

Those with a strong heart are capable of conquering and fighting.

Han Zhiqian looked at Fang Monan's clear eyes, "You know he is not simple, why do you keep him here?" He suddenly said, "For those soldiers who have been on the battlefield." Han Zhiqian has also seen those who are poor and injured.

Soldiers suffering from illness are really miserable. There is no way, the whole environment is like this, the country is too big, and the foundation is weak. The word 'poor'! What can they do? "In the future, companies will hire security guards, and veterans will be given priority.

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Fang Monan leaving this person here is also a kind of test. So far, he knows that he is not the stupid person he appears on the surface. It can be said that he is knowledgeable and has great skills. I haven't found out what he is doing now. But the look in his eyes

He was righteous and had no ill intentions towards them, so he was allowed to stay. There would always be a way out.

It’s late May and early June in the blink of an eye. The flowers have faded and the vegetation is lush. The wind is mixed with the smell of the sun and green grass.

There is neither the harsh cold at the beginning of spring, nor the impetuousness and laziness of midsummer. It is gentle but not indifferent, warm but not restrained, the sky is calm, and the grass and trees are happy. It is a rare freedom and leisure, like a girl sitting quietly, silently

Express feelings. Inadvertently, it is quiet and soothing. At this time, the crops have also reached the most critical period.

The wheat planted in the first frost has experienced the torment of wind and snow, survived the cold winter, and welcomed the bright sunshine. As soon as spring comes and the earth warms up, the wheat seedlings keep jumping up, blooming, and budding. Experience

It is the end of the four seasons, and harvesting has begun. In the past, people used to bend down and hold sickles to harvest. Wheat harvesting is the most tiring and hot, and it also takes away several layers of skin. Nowadays, small harvesters are used. This

If you have a harvester in plain areas, it will be faster to harvest wheat.

The fruit trees on the farm are already bearing fruit, and they are full of small and exquisite fruits, just waiting for the harvest time in autumn.

There is no severe cold or scorching heat in this season. There are only gentle floating clouds slowly spreading in the sky, and a refreshing breeze blowing slowly among the trees. Mr. Lin and He Junyao are playing on the sand table under the grape trellis. The soldiers all like this, and sometimes they argue

My face is red and my neck is thick.

The sand table was turned over and turned into a billiards case. It was dual-purpose. It was specially made by Fatty. Han Zhiqian and he often fought on it. The sand table was handmade by Mr. Lin and He Junyao. When they had nothing to do, they liked to practice a game.

Fan.

Only then did He Junyao realize how ruthless and decisive this laughing old man was when he arrived on the battlefield. Mr. Lin also knew that the young man was worthy of being someone who had actually been on the battlefield.

In Fang Monan's opinion, everything is just a cloud. With the development of military modernization, he shook his head and said, "What you are playing is still an encounter, which is too ancient. You must know that modern war costs money, and a leader thousands of miles away is

Hit them and kill and injure them all.”[

"How do you know?" Mr. Lin asked.

"It's written in military magazines!" Fang Monan said matter-of-factly. "If you don't believe me, ask him, he knows it! He has read a lot of those military magazines." (To be continued)