Chapter 245 Si Mingli goes to Xiangcheng

Obviously, this call was made by Murong Xiang.

Under the baptism of the three people's eyes, Jun Yan still clicked to answer.

Murong Xiang's first sentence was, "How are you, son? Are you still alive?"

The corner of Jun Yan's mouth twitched: "If you are not alive, who will answer the phone?"

Murong Xiang was obviously relieved, "Fortunately, fortunately, you are still alive. With the blessings of my ancestors, I don't have to have a second child."

Jun Yan: "..." He is already twenty-eight years old, she still wants to have a second child?

Jiang Qin heard a faint voice, "Is it Xiaojun's mother?"

Jun Yan: "Yeah."

Murong Xiang, who turned on the speakerphone over there, caught Jiang Qin's voice and asked in surprise, "Isn't this Si Fan's mother? So you are with my son."

Jiang Qin smiled and replied enthusiastically, "Yes, not only are we together, we also have an appointment to have dinner together at noon. If Xiaojun's mother is free, you can come over and eat together."

"Oh, why are you so embarrassed?" Murong Xiang was modest for only a second, "Where is the location?"

Jun Yan: "..."

Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment, then reported the address.

Murong Xiang was obviously stunned, "Isn't this near where I live?"

Jiang Qin: "Ah? Really?" Is it such a coincidence?

Murong Xiang: "Yes, your house is just a few hundred meters away. It's quite close."

"Hahaha, I really didn't expect that." Jiang Qin said cheerfully and glanced at Jun Yan thoughtfully.

Si Fan stared at Jun Yan, his lips half smiling.

Anyway, it was arranged by a certain dog man.

Jun Yan glanced at his superior, Fan, and curled his lips, silently acquiescing to his despicable methods.

Si Fan withdrew his eyes and said, forget it, it's already like this anyway, it's too late to regret it now.

Murong Xiang didn't know the twists and turns, and responded to Jiang Qin with a smile, "That's great. Since we are so close, how about we often visit each other in the future?"

"Okay, no problem." Jiang Qin nodded, "Xiaojun still comes to my house from time to time to have dinner, and you can come too."

Murong Xiang: "..."

It turns out that this brat has done so many things behind her back?

Fortunately, she thought he had a wooden head and could not be beaten.

She was stunned for a second or two, and then laughed, "Hahaha, yes, yes, definitely."

Jiang Qin smiled happily and said, "Well, see you at noon today."

Murong Xiang: "Okay, I will definitely keep the appointment."

When he finally hung up the phone, Jun Yan heard Murong Xiang's gnashing of teeth on the phone, deliberately lowered so that only he could hear, "You brat, just wait for me!"

Then there was a beeping sound.

Jun Yan stuffed his cell phone into his trouser pocket and smiled calmly at Jiang Qin, "Auntie, my mother's phone has hung up."

Jiang Qin nodded, indicating that she understood.

Her face was obviously filled with happiness, because she and Murong Xiang were like close friends, and they had endless topics to talk about.

Murong Xiang gave people the impression that she was very easy-going and approachable. When getting along with her, Jiang Qin didn't feel any pressure at all, but felt more relaxed.

This is where Murong Xiang's charm and strength lie. She can be as comfortable in the circle of upper-class ladies as in the circle of ordinary people.

Jiang Qin suggested, "Let's go to the supermarket to buy groceries first and buy more."

Si Yi: "Mommy, I want to eat big crab!"

Jiang Qin agreed, "Okay, let's buy some big crabs."

After a pause, she looked at Si Fan, "Fan Fan..."

Si Fan: "It's up to me."

Jiang Qin: "Where are you, Xiaojun?"

Jun Yan: "Ahem, I want some crayfish."

Jiang Qin smiled and said, "I understand, crayfish is Fanfan's favorite, you remember it very clearly."

Jun Yan is quite thick-skinned, "Almost every time we eat together, I help her peel the shells."

Si Fan: "..."

Jiang Qin: "Ah? Fanfan, how could you..."

Jun Yan: "Auntie, don't blame her. I volunteered. It is my blessing to peel lobster shells for her."

After saying that, he looked at Si Fan with a very affectionate look in his eyes.

Jiang Qin was very excited when she heard these words. The young man was very good at talking.

It was Si Fan who kept his face expressionless and indifferent.

Si Yi thought to himself: What a scheming man.

Jiang Qin finally said, "Okay, let's go to the supermarket together."

The four of them walked to the entrance of the hospital. Jun Yan went to the garage to drive the car out, and then the four of them got in the car and left together.

At this moment, Zhou Li rushed to the ward of the patients with recurrent heart attacks.

Because several patients had seizures in a row, the operating room was not well prepared and there were not enough doctors available to perform the surgery.

Dean Ma was so anxious that he finally saw Zhou Li's arrival. As if he had grasped the last straw, he quickly asked him for help.

Zhou Li immediately took out the silver needles in the medicine box and gave each patient acupuncture.

His medical skills were far less advanced than Si Fan's, but he was still able to temporarily alleviate the patient's condition.

Moreover, Si Fan also taught him a lot in private in the past few days, and he made a great breakthrough in his medical skills.

He thought that even if his medical skills were compared with Mr. Jian's, he was confident that he could compare.

Soon, under his efficient operation, the patients' conditions were relieved one by one.

Everyone exclaimed that it was miraculous and marveled at the mystery of Chinese medicine.

But just using a few silver needles to prick a few acupuncture points on the human body has such a miraculous effect, and the effect is immediate.

After Director Ma marveled, he suppressed his excitement and extended an invitation to Zhou Li, "Dr. Zhou, as the president of Deshan Hospital, I implore you to join our hospital and become a member of our hospital."

Zhou Li frowned slightly, "This..."

He has never thought about going to a Western medicine hospital to develop. Besides, Chinese medicine doctors, who are generally looked down upon by Western medicine, may encounter obstacles and restrictions even if he comes to this hospital to develop.

Dean Ma patted his chest and said, "Dr. Zhou, I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, as long as you are willing to join our hospital, you can do whatever you want here!"

Zhou Li thought for a while, but shook his head, "Forget it, I'm old and can't stand the trouble. It's better to go back to my small shop and play freely. There are more formal hospital rules here. I have been idle.

Once you’re used to it, it’s really hard to adapt.”

Dean Ma felt it was a pity, but he still respected Zhou Li's choice, "Well, since you don't want to, I won't force it, but as long as you want to come, my hospital will welcome you at any time!"

Zhou Li nodded, "Okay."

After a pause, he said, "It's getting late, I'll go back first."

Dean Ma immediately smiled and said, "Come, Dr. Zhou, I'll take you away."

"No, I can just go back by myself."

"You're welcome, I also want to discuss topics about Chinese medicine with you. How about we chat while we walk?"

"Okay, I'm free to do it."

The two smiled broadly and left together.

Not long after, someone broke the news that Duan Yong and Zhou Li had lost their three-day bet. Zhou Li really cured a heart disease patient in just three days.

As soon as the news came out, it shocked the entire medical community, as if it caused a major earthquake and shocked the whole country.

In front of Zhouli Traditional Chinese Medicine Store, a group of reporters who wanted to interview gathered.

Zhou Li stood magnanimously in front of reporters and said, "Traditional Chinese medicine is a treasure left behind by China, and cannot be questioned or blasphemed. I hope that each of us will have confidence in our Chinese medicine culture, and only then will our Chinese medicine develop."

Gotta get stronger and stronger.”

"I also sincerely hope that our domestic medical organizations will not use Western standards to measure our own traditional Chinese medicine. Our traditional Chinese medicine has its own measurement standards and does not have to look at people's faces."

After Zhou Li finished speaking, all the media present thought deeply.

Yes, Chinese medicine comes from China, not from Western countries. Why do they measure their Chinese medicine according to Western medical standards?

Isn’t this putting the cart before the horse?
To be continued...