Chapter 1918： Family source

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

A middle-aged man in a plain blue cloth shirt with a thin body and long beard came in.

"Director Pan, I haven't seen you for a long time!" said the middle-aged man.

"You are a kind of politeness with me." Director Pan Pan stood up and said: "This is Wang Daoshi, you..."

"Come on, every theory." Wang Daoshi looked at his heart, but his behavior was very chic. "Just call the brother, don't call the Taoist, the master, the fairy, and listen to the disgusting."

Zheng Ren had a good impression of him.

"This is Zheng Ren, this is Su Yun..." Director Pan gave a briefing to Wang Daoshi. "I usually call and light blows with you. This time, Zheng Ren’s medical team can do good deeds. The big way."

"Oh?" Wang Daoshi came to the interest, he was also very casual, refused Su Yun's permission, sitting at the doorway near the vegetable road.

"Surgery live, if you have someone who really has no money, you will let him go to Zheng Ren."

"Live broadcast?" Wang Daoshi stunned, suddenly face a positive, suddenly asked: "Dare to ask the younger brother is the boss of Zheng Ren Zheng of 912?"

Zheng Ren smiled and nodded, and his heart was a little wrong. Doesn't it mean that Xinglinyuan must have a medical practitioner certificate to register? How do the kings know?

Could it be that he also tested a doctor's card?

There is a doctor's card and a Taoist card in hand, and the double card is in hand...

Zheng Ren did not know that the Taoist did not need to register, and he was thinking about it.

"Zheng boss, it's a coincidence!" Wang Daoshi said: "I always listen to the director of the old Pan said that he brought the apprentice in 912, called Zheng Ren. I only know that the surgeon who is operating the live broadcast is also called Zheng Boss. I didn't expect it. It’s a person. Long time, long time!”

When he said this, Wang Daoshi’s expression was a little weird. Zheng Ren looked in his eyes and felt that there was something in his words.

But he is a little doctor, is he looking for his own medical treatment?

"Wang brother, you are polite." Zheng Ren smiled.

Calling Wang Daoshi as the king brother seems to be a bit awkward.

But people didn't even wear the robes, they just wore a sweatshirt, they were very casual, and they stuck so much.

"Zheng Boss’s live broadcast room, the heart of the house is very good, and the blessing is not shallow. My words are not polite."

"Don't be so constrained, you drink and drink!" Director Pan Pan knows that Zheng Ren is very difficult to continue, and he is drinking.

Although I can't drink my mouth, I can watch other people drink, and I can pass the eye addiction.

Wang Daoshi’s words and stops, but in the respect of the director of the old Pan, he still poured wine first, ready to chill.

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

"Hey, how can you think about it, my son is going to die, I will take the time to go to the emperor to see what happened. I am not always listening to you saying that your apprentice is in the capital, thinking about asking you to call, I am going there... Just met, this is the fate." Wang Daoshi said in a hurry to quickly say it.

At this time, Director Pan Pan has already raised his head, and he does not care about it.

"Can't you?"

"son?"

Zheng Ren and Su Yun whispered at the same time, the points of concern of the two were never the same.

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

"Isn't this going to college?" Wang Daoshi's grace is more prosperous. "It was still a good week ago. It is said to be hospitalized now."

"What happened?" Zheng Ren asked.

Wang Daoshi’s expression was silent. He did not speak, but stood up first and gave Zheng Ren a deep glimpse.

Uh……

Zheng Ren jumped up quickly and changed his angle to avoid it.

He didn't dare to stand in front of the king of Dao.

People are the elders who talked with the director of the old Pan, and although they are Taoist, they are a Taoist who graduated from a medical college. Zheng Ren is quite appreciative of his behavior.

"Xiao Wang, you have something to say, so don't scare my little sister." Director Pan Pan played round.

Wang Daoshi straightened up and sighed deeply, saying: "Director Pan, Zheng boss, I... then I started from the beginning?"

"You said you said, don't dare to do this." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

Su Yun has some disdain. Isn’t this a good time to be forced? How is your boss so embarrassed!

At first glance, this person has something to do, and his own boss is really a beautiful scenery. A good opportunity does not know the grasp, and life is meaningful.

Wang Daoshi sat down and thought about a few moments, then smiled bitterly.

“Director Pan knows that my family’s broken view is a family biography.” Wang Daoshi said: “Before liberation, Guan dynasty, my ancestors came here. Speaking of ancestors, there are also famous people with surnames, but how are you? It’s a medical graduate, a bit of a culture, it’s all feudal superstition.”

Zheng Ren smiled.

"There are some books that have been passed down from home. I have never liked them since I was a child. They are all traditional characters and look tired."

"But after all, the words and deeds of teaching, learning the traditional culture of four pillars, yin and yang, five lines, six 壬 seven 曜, so that people who burn incense feel that the path is not a secret."

Wang Daoshi began to tell, but these have nothing to do with his son.

Zheng Renjing listened, he didn't feel bored. As long as things related to the patient, Zheng boss is very serious.

Wang Daoshi said that others sounded like gossip. However, Zheng Ren listens, but it is a family history and a possible past history.

"But I am also old-fashioned, my son can be different from me. From childhood, smart, but also like traditional culture, those books he always sneak out and look at." Said, Wang Daoshi smiled.

"The ancient book at home, I have hidden from my son's sensible things and I don't want him to watch it. After all, I won't, I will be half a doctor, how can those things. No one teaches, if you make another fire and enchantment, It’s boring. And it doesn’t help the college entrance exam.”

Everyone in the room was a bit puzzled. What happened? Even if it is an ancient book, it is not that life is not dying.

"Isn't this going to college? May I come back to see me. I am also very happy. The two men are drinking under the big poplar tree. It is a happy one. This is so life, enough."

"Then he started school, and I didn't pay attention. Yesterday his classmate called me. He couldn't say a word. The whole person didn't have the spirit. It looked like..." Wang Daoshi said, his voice was sobbing. However, he still has something to ask for Zheng Ren, and immediately converges his grief and sorts out his emotions.

"I looked for There was a whole volume of ancient books that disappeared. Later I asked him, I was really stolen by this little rabbit."

"Ancient book? What is it about?" Zheng Ren asked.

"When the Taoist Taoist priests wear the wall, does Zheng boss know?" Wang Daoshi asked.

"The cartoon has been seen." Zheng Ren smiled.

"My son took a roll of Dafa. I guess he is practicing forbidden speech." Wang Daoshi said with a frowning face: "This thing is taught by no one, and you learn by yourself, you can't blame it without scorpion. All blame me, both Blame me..."

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Note: It is not feudal superstition, or illness, it will not let everyone guess. A small illness, it is also very terrible to get sick. The chapter that read the book-friends the day before yesterday said that diarrhea is very sinful for about 5 years, and it is resentful to doctors, but now it is good. Telling the truth, I can’t say anything at night. I got up early, checked the database, asked my classmates and teachers, and found two cases. Everyone has more understanding. After all, the doctor is not a god. The simpler the problem is, the diagnosis... forget it. After the writing, I will update it. I will briefly talk about it in a single chapter.