Li Chu was holding the child and just passed a house when he was stopped by a voice.
He stopped and looked over with some confusion.
"Director Mu, why are you here?"
The person who stopped him was Mu Lao's eldest son, Mu Hongjun.
"The old man plans to come and stay for a few days. I just have time to come over and clean up today. Long time no see, Director Li."
"Director Mu is very busy at work. I went to check on Mr. Mu several times, and Comrade Zhang Qunying was always at home looking after the old man."
Mu Hongjun paused slightly when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Director Li, for taking care of my father these two years."
"You're welcome, it's just work responsibilities. Director Mu, you're busy, I'll go over first."
The little stinky baby in his arms was a little unwilling to stop where he was. He raised his arm and pointed forward and made two ahhhhhhhhhh sounds, signaling for him to start walking.
Mu Hongjun glanced at the child in Li Chu's arms, nodded with a smile and said, "Mr. Li must inform you when he goes for a follow-up visit the next day. Let's have a drink together."
"good!"
Seeing the figure holding the child walking away, Mu Hongjun sighed slightly and was about to walk back when a beautiful figure walked out of the door.
"Dad, who was that young man just now? Why are you still calling him brother?"
young people?
Mu Hongjun was stunned for a moment before he realized who his daughter was talking about. He shook his head in a funny way: "Yao Yao, you really dare to say that, you are still young."
"Ah? Did I say something wrong?"
"Did you see the child he was holding?"
"I saw it."
"That's his grandson."
"Dad, are you kidding me?" Mu Yao said in disbelief: "He looks to be in his thirties at most, he shouldn't be older than my eldest sister."
"Thirties? You're right. He does look younger, but we knew each other before liberation."
After saying this, Mu Hongjun walked back into the house, leaving his little daughter standing there alone in a daze.
Mu Yao raised her head and glanced at the figure who had walked away, and the face she saw just now standing behind the door came to mind.
"We knew each other before liberation? Then you must be in your forties. Is it still so early to get married in China?"
After muttering, she realized that her father had already entered and trotted into the yard after him.
"Dad, is it still so early to get married in China?"
"If I remember correctly, you are already over fifty. Do you think it is too early to get married?"
Mu Hongjun patted the mattress hanging on the clothesline twice.
"Didn't you hear what we said before?"
"No, I heard you say you wanted to have a drink with him when I came over."
"He is the Chinese medicine doctor who cured your grandfather."
"That's him?" Mu Yao looked at his father with wide eyes and said hurriedly: "Dad, can you introduce us to him?"
"What do you want to do?" Mu Hongjun turned his head and looked at his little daughter in confusion and asked.
"Of course I want to discuss grandpa's condition with him."
"I remember you studied Western medicine, right? What were you discussing with the Chinese medicine doctor?"
"Dad, Parkinson's disease! Grandpa has Parkinson's disease. There is no way to cure this disease abroad. There are several professors at the medical school where I studied abroad who have been studying this disease for more than 20 years, but it has not become too big.
breakthrough."
"So what, your grandfather's disease has not been cured. He said at the time that there is no way to completely cure this disease."
"Dad, although grandpa needs to take medicine every day now, he is much better than before. He is almost the same as a normal person. It is impossible to achieve this effect through Western medicine treatment. If this situation is allowed to
If several professors find out, they will definitely fly over immediately."
"So? What do you want to do if you know him?"
"Find a few more patients, accumulate a certain number of cases, and then write a paper and publish it. It will definitely cause a sensation in the entire medical community."
After hearing what his youngest daughter said, Mu Hongjun looked at her strangely.
"Yao Yao, have you gone out to study for a few years and become stupid?"
"Ah? Dad, what do you mean?" Mu Yao looked at his father blankly, not understanding what he meant.
"He is a Chinese medicine doctor. Do you understand what Chinese medicine means?"
"Of course I understand, our country's traditional medical methods."
“So why should our country’s traditional medical methods be made public?”
"Dad, your thinking is a bit narrow. This is something that benefits all mankind! How many patients can he save by himself? If more doctors master this treatment method, won't they be able to cure more patients?
?”
"Well, what you said makes sense!" Mu Hongjun smiled and nodded.
"Yes, Dad, you think what I said is right."
"You are indeed right, but what does it have to do with us if foreigners get sick?"
"Well……"
Mu Hongjun's words made his youngest daughter not know what to say for a moment. After a while, she said: "Dad, but medical technology has no borders, whether it is traditional Chinese medicine passed down by our ancestors or developed in Europe and the United States.
Isn’t the purpose of modern Western medicine to solve human ailments?”
Mu Hongjun sighed and walked to a small maza and sat down. Then he pointed to another maza and motioned for his daughter to sit down too.
"Yao Yao, dad understands all the things you said, but I just want to ask you, does the person who masters this technology have a nationality? We won't talk about these big things."
Mu Hongjun waved his hand and continued: "Just talk about what you just said about publishing a paper. As far as I know, it is not easy to learn Chinese medicine well, otherwise he alone would not be able to cure your grandfather's disease.
I don't deny that there may be many doctors with good medical skills, but they are only rare, so why do you think you can learn it with just one paper?
Traditional Chinese medicine is different from Western medicine. Western medicine is studied under the same module. It has standardized operating procedures. You just need to learn it step by step. But Chinese medicine is different. It requires too much experience. Otherwise, why are there so many Chinese medicine schools across the country?
I haven’t taught many powerful doctors of traditional Chinese medicine.”
Looking at the silent little daughter, Mu Hongjun reached out and patted her shoulder gently.
"Don't think too much. It's actually very simple to get to know him. Your grandfather should have a follow-up visit next week. He will definitely come over. You can see him by waiting at home. However, I advise you not to think about publishing a paper or anything like that.
, his medical skills are not just his own."
Mu Yao looked at her father blankly. She didn't understand the last sentence.
Mu Hongjun paused slightly: "He is not just a doctor, he is also a soldier. He is a high-level military doctor. You don't need to know too much about him. You just need to know that no matter what he does, he must report it to the superior."