"Brother, the boss lady is just expressing her gratitude. Today you drank steadily. After you finish your business, this matter will be over.

If you come to drink again in the future, you should pay for it." Zhao Changsheng also said with a smile.

"Come on, Brother Zhao, today I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and thank you for your wine from the boss!" Zhang Yan picked up the wine glass and said to Zhao Changsheng.

"Brother, you are a heretic. We brothers, can you say thank you? Your brother is my brother.

Since I've left it to me, how can I not take good care of it?" Zhao Changsheng said with a smile.

"Okay! Two incompetent brothers have made you worry. We brothers, don't say anything else, are all in the wine, just have one." Zhang Yan and Zhao Changsheng touched the wine glass and drank the wine dry.

Then he did not continue to talk about Zhang Ping and Zhang An.

Some words are clicked until.

Next, the two of them told some stories about old Beijing, mainly about Zhao Changsheng and Zhang Yan.

Zhao Changsheng found that Zhang Yan especially liked to listen to the world affairs in the old Beijing. This was his specialty. He used to be on the streets and didn't know anything else, but he knew a lot about the world affairs in the world.

Zhao Changsheng said it very satisfyingly. When is the most speculative when drinking?

It is just that one loves to speak and the other loves to listen, which is the most speculative.

It's enjoyable to listen and enjoyable to speak.

Today, Zhang Yan was in a good mood and finally completed the first brush of "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" and received a generous reward.

Before he knew it, he drank Zhao Changsheng high.

Zhao Changsheng, who is big and thick, has such a small amount of alcohol and loves to drink. He is really addicted to food.

Zhang Yan held Zhao Changsheng with one hand and pushed the bicycle with the other, sending Zhao Changsheng home. The bicycle was naturally Zhao Changsheng's.

His bicycle is still in the tavern.

After sending Zhao Changsheng home, he returned to the tavern to push his bicycle.

When I returned to the tavern, the boss's wife had not closed the door yet, and was waiting for him.

"Boss, I've delayed your rest!" Zhang Yan said apologically.

The disease happened to be right, and it was time to rest. As a result, the two of them were happy to drink, and they drank until almost ten o'clock.

The boss's wife can only accompany her.

"It's okay, Dr. Zhang! I'll come here often in the future, and I promise to collect the money." The proprietress smiled.

"It must be coming often, you can drink here with a comfortable drink." Zhang Yanke said a few words and pushed his bicycle away from the tavern.

I returned to courtyard No. 36 all the way.

When they got home, the children were already asleep, and Tong Mei was still thinking about the sewing machine, waiting for him.

"How is it, have you figured it out?"

"It's almost done. I'll make a coat for the little carrot tomorrow and practice my skills." Tong Mei said as she got up and went out to bring Zhang Yan's foot wash water.

"I'll do it! You'd better not get cold water now." Zhang Yan quickly grabbed the basin.

"It's okay, I'm not that pretentious. Don't forget that I have been alone in Sijiu City since I was a child. I have never suffered any kind of hardship?" Tong Mei said this, but her heart was very warm.

Zhang Yan gave Tong Mei another sole massage, wiped her clean, and put it on the kang.

Then, I went out to wash my face, wash my feet, and took off my clothes and went to the kang.

Holding Tong Mei in her arms, her soft and fragrant body was very comfortable even if she didn't do anything.

"Your massage works very well. I didn't have any pain for a day."

"It's not just massage, but also Chinese medicine. This effect can be achieved by taking two-pronged approach." Zhang Yan hugged Tong Mei and replied somewhat distractedly.

"You are really amazing. You used to hurt so much that you would have hurt so much. This time, you basically didn't feel the pain." Tong Mei arched in Zhang Yan's arms again and said comfortably.

"That's right, aren't you good at being your man?" Zhang Yan said with a proud smile.

"Ah?!" Tong Mei habitually touched down, touched something, and screamed in surprise.

"Isn't it very uncomfortable?" asked in a low voice in Zhang Yan's ear.

"What do you think? You are still urging around even though you know." Zhang Yan said with a wry smile.

"········" Tong Mei whispered in Zhang Yan's ear, then got into the quilt.

·········

After a long time, Tong Mei got up, rinsed her mouth, and got into the quilt again.

"How do you know this?"

"In the past, in order to make a living, I took Dakui, Erkui and others to wander around. All the royal palaces and courtyards and eight major hutongs went in to go around.

I saw it in the Eight Great Hutongs... "Tong Mei lay in Zhang Yan's arms and told her experience before liberation.

"Don't you look down on me?" After saying that, Tong Mei asked with some trepidation.

"How could it be! My wife is so powerful. The female flying hero who is so powerful in 499 is almost catching up with Swallow Li San." Zhang Yan hugged Tong Mei lovingly.

Before liberation, Tong Mei, an orphan, was unwilling to beg. What should I do?

Picking up trash, then being a thief.

Tong Mei relied on the foundation laid by following her father when she was young and practicing martial arts, and she became a little famous female flying thief in Sijiu City.

However, they were all small-scale and did not cause any big trouble for their lives.

After coaxing Tong Mei to bed, Zhang Yan opened the system panel and chose to use Zhang Zhongjing's experience fragments.

It's still so violent, just insert it.

No preparation at all.

A huge stream of consciousness just penetrated in like this.

Fortunately, Zhang Yan already has experience, not Brother Chu, otherwise Zhang Yan would be able to fall into a coma just by this moment.

A figure is a man who sees medical treatment every day, catches medicine, makes medicine, and studies the medical books of ancestors at night.

Day after day, year after year.

Countless medical knowledge and treatment cases appeared in Zhang Yan's mind, deeply portrayed in every brain cell of his.

The current surged and spread throughout his body. The knowledge of looking, listening, asking and touching, as well as acupuncture techniques were directly engraved in Zhang Yan's muscle cells.

This is called muscle memory.

Finally, the current brought by consciousness was over. Zhang Yan seemed to see the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing crossing time and space, and nodded slightly at him.

This is the instructor of the ancestors.

Zhang Yan did not pay attention to these things, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Zhang Yan was pushed to wake up.

"Zhang Yan, Zhang Yan! Are you okay?" Tong Mei's voice was filled with crying.

"What's wrong with my wife?"

"You... are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Tong Mei looked at Zhang Yan nervously and asked.

"No! Look, I'm so normal that I can't be normal anymore." Zhang Yan lifted the quilt, allowing Tong Mei to feel his health more intuitively.

"Ah! Put on your clothes quickly!

You are almost scared to death, why are you sweating so much!" Tong Mei said with a blushing face.

Only then did Zhang Yan realize that another human-shaped mark appeared on the sheet.

This is a side effect caused by accepting fragments of Zhang Zhongjing's medical experience last night.

Cut off hair and marrow and wash.

That's how Zhang Yan defined it.

Because, every time you receive experience transmission through the system, this will happen.

Then the next day I woke up and felt my whole body was unspeakable and I felt unspeakable.

"It's okay, I'm in good health now.

That is, this set of bed sheets and quilt covers cannot be taken if you climb up."

"As long as you are healthy, it's so scared that I'm sweating so much?"

"This is caused by your man who broke through the martial arts realm in his dream and then cut off his hair and marrow in his sleep." Zhang Yan joked half-truely.

"Really? Then has my man become a hero?" Tong Mei suppressed her worries and joked with Zhang Yan for a few words.

However, Tong Mei was still worried when she suddenly sweated so much at night and soaked her quilt and mattress.

But for the time being, I have buried this worry in my heart.

After breakfast, Zhang Yan rode his bicycle to Xicheng Hospital.

Today he is going to take a clinic at Xicheng Hospital. This is his first time doing an outpatient clinic.
To be continued...