Chapter 1918

Talking, the door of the private room was pushed open.

A thin middle-aged man with a long beard in an ordinary green cloth came in.

"Director Pan, long time no see!" The middle-aged man arched his hands and said.

"You're being polite to me." Old director Pan stood up and said, "this is Taoist Wang, you..."

"Call it as you like, and everyone will talk about it." Taoist Wang looked at something in his mind, but his behavior was very natural and unrestrained. "Just call me brother. Don't cry from Taoist priests, masters and immortals. It's disgusting."

Zheng Ren has a good impression of him.

"This is Zheng Ren and this is Su Yun..." Lao pan introduced Taoist Wang, "I usually call and just blow with you. This time, Zheng Ren's medical team can have a great way to do good and accumulate virtue."

"Oh?" Taoist Wang was interested. He was also very casual. He refused Su Yun's concession and sat at the door near the food path.

"Live broadcast of the operation. If there is someone on your side who really has no money, you'll let him go to Zheng Ren."

"Live?" Taoist Wang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his face was upright. He asked coldly, "dare you ask, brother, is boss Zheng renzheng of 912?"

Zheng Ren nodded with a smile, and was stunned. Doesn't it mean that xinglinyuan can only register with a medical practitioner's certificate? How can Taoist Wang know?

Did he get a doctor's certificate?

There are doctor's certificate and Taoist Certificate in hand. Both certificates are in hand

Zheng Ren didn't know whether Taoists needed to register or not. He was thinking about it in his heart.

"Boss Zheng, what a coincidence!" Taoist Wang said, "I've always heard from director Pan that his apprentice is 912 and his name is Zheng Ren. I only know that the operator in the live operation room is also called boss Zheng. I didn't expect it was really a person. I've heard a lot about it!"

When saying this, Taoist Wang's expression was a little strange. Zheng Ren saw it in his eyes and thought there was something in his words.

But he is a little doctor. Does he want to see a doctor himself?

"Brother Wang, you're welcome." Zheng Ren smiled.

It seems a little awkward to call Taoist Wang brother Wang.

But they didn't even wear Taoist robes. They just wore a T-shirt. They were very casual and unrestrained. They were so rigid that they fell into the stereotypes.

"Boss Zheng's live operation room is kind-hearted and benefits a lot. My words are not polite."

"Don't be so restrained. You drink, drink!" Old director Pan knew that Zheng Ren would be hard to continue with such words, so he arranged to drink.

Although you can't drink in your mouth, you can watch others drink and have an eye addiction.

Taoist Wang stopped talking, but in respect of director Pan, he poured the wine first and prepared to greet him first.

"Xiao Wang, where are you going down the mountain this time?" Old director Pan asked.

"Alas, I don't want to wander around. My son is dying. I hurry to go to the imperial capital to see what's going on. I don't always hear you say that your apprentice is in the imperial capital and is thinking about asking you for a phone. I'll go there... I just met him. That's fate." Taoist Wang quickly said what he wanted to say in one breath.

At this time, director Pan has already raised his head, and he doesn't care about implication.

"No?"

"Son?"

Zheng Ren and Su Yun whispered at the same time that their concerns have never been the same.

"How old is your son? I remember you got married very late."

"Isn't this going to college?" Taoist Wang looked more worried. "He was fine a week ago. Now it is said that he is in hospital."

"What's going on?" Zheng Ren asked.

Taoist Wang's expression was solemn. He didn't speak, but stood up first and bowed deeply to Zheng Ren.

Uh

Zheng Ren jumped up and dodged from another angle.

He didn't dare to stand in front of Taoist Wang.

He was an elder who talked with director Pan at the same level. Although he was a Taoist, he was a Taoist who graduated from medical college. Zheng Ren appreciated his behavior and work.

"Xiao Wang, if you have something to say, don't scare my little boy." Old director Pan made a round of it.

Taoist Wang straightened up, sighed deeply and said, "old director Pan, boss Zheng, i... let me start from the beginning?"

"You say you say, but you dare not." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

Su Yun has some disdain. Isn't this a good time to pretend to be forced? Why is your boss so counselled!

When I see this person, I ask for something, and my boss is really a bad scenery. I don't know how to grasp a good opportunity. Life is meaningful.

Taoist Wang sat down, thought for a few seconds, and then smiled bitterly.

"Old director Pan knows that my broken Taoist temple is inherited from my family." Taoist Wang said, "before liberation, my ancestors came here. Speaking of our ancestors, we are also experts with names and surnames, but why do we all graduate from medical college and have a little culture? It's all feudal superstition."

Zheng Ren smiled.

"There are some books handed down from home. I didn't like them since I was a child. They are all traditional characters. How tired they are."

"But after all, teaching by example and learning some traditional culture such as four pillars, yin and Yang and five elements, six Ren and seven Yao, will also make people who come to burn incense feel that our Xiaodao view has some inside information."

Taoist Wang began to talk about it, but it had nothing to do with his son.

Zheng renning listened. He didn't feel bored. As long as things related to patients, boss Zheng is very serious.

What Taoist Wang said sounds like gossip to others. But Zheng Ren listens to family history and possible past history.

"But I'm also an old boy. My son is different from me. He has been intelligent since childhood and likes traditional culture. He always steals those books." Then Taoist Wang smiled bitterly.

"I've been hiding my son's ancient books since he was sensible. After all, I can't. Even if I'm half a doctor, I can't know those things. If no one teaches me, it's boring to go crazy again. Besides, it doesn't help the college entrance examination."

During the dinner, everyone was a little puzzled. What's the matter? Even if it is an ancient book, you won't read it. Your life is in danger.

"Isn't he in college? He came back on May day to see me. I'm also very happy. It's a pleasure for you and me to drink under the poplars. It's enough for this life."

"Later, he left school, and I didn't pay attention. Yesterday, his classmate called me. He couldn't say a word, and the whole person lost his spirit. It looks like..." Taoist Wang said, his voice choked, but he asked Zheng Ren for something, and immediately restrained his sadness and sorted out his emotions.

"As soon as I looked for it, there was indeed an ancient book missing. Later, I asked him, and he really stole it by the little rabbit."

"Ancient books? What are they about?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Does boss Zheng understand Laoshan Taoist's wall piercing skill?" Taoist Wang asked.

"I've seen cartoons." Zheng Ren smiles.

"What my son took away is a volume of Taoist Dharma. I think he practiced aphorism." Taoist Wang said with a sad face: "no one teaches this thing, just learn it by yourself. It's strange if nothing goes wrong. It's all my fault, all my fault..."

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Note: if it's not feudal superstition or disease, we won't let you guess. Minor illness is also fatal. The day before yesterday, I read this chapter of my book friend. It said that I suffered from diarrhea for about 5 years and resented the doctor, but now I'm better. Seriously, I can't sleep at night. I got up early in the morning, checked the database, asked my classmates and teachers, and found two cases. Let's be more understanding. After all, doctors are not gods. The more simple a minor problem is, the diagnosis... Forget it. Update it after writing. Let me talk about it briefly in a single chapter.