I can practice driving vigorously. Li Maoyang is also practicing driving at noon.

Of course, it was mainly because of this girl Aria. Li Maoyang himself was still a beginner and was still figuring out various driving skills, so he had to teach Aria.

Aria, this girl, couldn't even stand up. I asked her to release the clutch slowly, but as soon as she released her foot, it got stuck and stalled the car.

Li Maoyang was so distressed that he grinned!

"Like this, after you put the gear into gear, slowly release the clutch. First, put the clutch halfway and continue to press it. When the car starts to move, you can slowly release the clutch!"

He came up with such a way and patiently sat in the passenger seat and gave Aliya instructions.

Alia remembered the key word "half", and now she was finally able to start. She drove slowly around the scene, her face turned red with excitement, "I can drive, I can drive!"

"The ground screamed!

"You should have told me to release the clutch halfway first!"

Excitedly turning back and turning, stopping and starting again, Alia did not forget to turn around and complain to Li Maoyang.

"It's not that I'm stupid, it's that you didn't teach me well!"

Li Maoyang grinned and was speechless. Instead of saying that he was stupid, he thought that others did not teach him well.

…

No one sought medical treatment online in the afternoon, and no patients came to the hospital.

Sijin, on the other hand, sent an image of her neighbor Zhao Wanni, and also sent a message: "If you flinch when you see a patient, is this the sincerity of your doctor? Don't you feel uncomfortable and blame yourself when you see the patient being tortured?"

"

Li Maoyang curled his lips and ignored it.

What a joke.

However, this girl's words were still like an invisible little mouse gnawing at the peace in his heart.

But think about it again, that Zhao Wanni is really too far away from here, and remote consultation is afraid of unexpected situations. After all, in addition to having a stroke and hemiplegia, Zhao Wanni also has a high degree of depression, which is really difficult.

It's better not to make trouble.

Can't afford to be hurt.

I spent the afternoon reading, reviewing Wang Qiaoling's father's consultation, and drying crickets.

After dinner, I arrived at the clinic. Village chief Wang Xishun came to the door. This time he was accompanied by Huang Qianjin, the current mayor of Maixiang Town, and Wu Liangping, the cadre in charge of Dukou Village in the town, a young man in his twenties or eighties.

Li Maoyang suddenly had a headache and was annoyed, and this was staring at him.

I only want to give him money if he wants to cure the disease (if he can't be cured, it will probably be in vain), and he only wants to come up with 20,000, and let him, a grown man, go to the county town for a month or two to receive treatment. What the hell can a person say?

Come out?

"Maoyang, this is Mayor Huang!"

Wang Xishun introduced the potbellied Huang Qianjin to Li Maoyang.

"Mayor Huang." Li Maoyang stood up and shook hands with Huang Qianjin, "Sit down."

"Is this... a live broadcast?" Huang Qianjin looked at the mobile phone set up by Alia in surprise and asked.

"Well, Alia likes live streaming. Let's go over to my bedroom."

Li Maoyang said and took the lead to walk towards his bedroom.

Li Canyang was lying on the kang reading a book. When he saw Li Maoyang coming with a few people, he put down the book and got down to the ground, raised his wrist and adjusted his watch.

"This is my cousin Li Canyang. These are Mayor Huang, the town cadre Xiao Wu, and Village Chief Wang."

Li Maoyang gave a brief introduction to both parties and asked Huang Qianjin and the others to sit down.

"Xiao Li, I heard that you are very good at treating stroke and hemiplegia?" Huang Qianjin asked after sitting down.

"Generally, you have to try your luck." Li Maoyang said calmly, "Some can be cured, and some can't."

"How much do you charge for treating this disease?" Huang Qianjin asked again.

"No charge." Li Maoyang said calmly.

"Ah?" Huang Qianjin was stunned for a moment.

"This is a serious illness. There is no medical fee. We rely on the patients' voluntary donations." Li Maoyang crossed his legs and sat on the kang.

If labor and management don't talk about medical expenses, then you can't get it covered by any regulations.

I can't find any fault even if I try to find it.

Donations will be accepted without any problems.

And the donation is not much.

It's up to the patient's family to guess how much to donate.

Officials like to play guessing games. This time, labor and management will let you guess what labor and management are thinking.

After Li Maoyang said this, he stood straight and had no expression on his face.

Huang Qianjin looked at Wang Xishun silently, with a look of displeasure on his face.

"Maoyang cured that retired senior cadre from Qingcheng. His son donated a pickup truck to the clinic. Here, it's the one parked in the yard!"

Li Canyang stood on the ground and raised his hand to straighten his face, pointing at the pickup truck parked in the yard.

In any case, Li Maoyang is his cousin, so he has to help outsiders. What's more, Li Canyang doesn't like Huang Qianjin's official aura. What the heck, he's just a rural town secretary.

What a big display!

So he emphasized the words "senior cadre" when he spoke.

Huang Qianjin stood up and took a look at the pickup truck in the yard. The SAIC Maxus was 90% new, worth more than 100,000, right?

He frowned deeply for a moment.

Is Li Maoyang’s net worth so high?

And the person who came to Dukou Village for treatment some time ago was a "senior retired cadre"?

How advanced?

I heard that the formation is quite big? With a RV and a regular doctor from the hospital?

"Maoyang, what is the identity of the old man you treated?"

Thinking of this, Huang Qianjin asked Li Maoyang.

In his mouth, Li Maoyang changed from "Xiao Li" to "Maoyang".

"I don't know." Li Maoyang shook his head, "I only care about the disease. No matter how big an official he is, it has nothing to do with me."

This statement has some thorns in it.

Huang Qianjin frowned.

Wang Xishun said: "The old man's surname seems to be Qi, Temur. His son's name is Bilig, the boss of the company."

His surname is Qi? His name is Temur? He comes from Qingcheng, the capital of this province?

Huang Qianjin's eyebrows twitched. He seemed to have heard this name from the deputy county magistrate in charge of health!

Impossible?!

Would such a person come to such a small village to seek medical treatment?

Or should I seek treatment from a little-known fart monkey boy like Li Maoyang?

However, when I think about it again, it seems that there is nothing new. No matter how high your status is, you are retired, you are seriously ill again, and you seek medical treatment in a hurry. How can you distinguish between high and low?

I must have been to the big hospitals in Kyoto, but they didn’t cure me, so I might have ended up in a small village like this for treatment!

Thinking like this, Huang Qianjin finally felt how unreliable the conditions he proposed when he asked Wang Xishun to invite Li Maoyang to treat his second father on his behalf were unreliable!

No wonder it immediately offended the thorny Li Maoyang!

It makes it difficult to speak now.

This Leng Tou Qing has made it clear to him just now, "No matter how big his official position is, it has nothing to do with me." They don't care about him as the mayor at all!

Think about it, they are not part of the system, and they don’t rely on you for their livelihood!

His talent is really unmatched by Li Maoyang!

People don't care about him at all!

Huang Qianjin frowned for a while, then quickly let go. It was obvious that no matter how hard he frowned, it would have no effect!


Chapter completed!