The old Chinese doctor in the courtyard

Chapter 544 People in the Jianghu (Part )

"well said!

The term numerology is quite insightful.

The export of Chinese herbal medicines, and the price is determined by life, must have been planned by you, right?

Why didn't the office know about it? "

Li Shengli's numerology talk really made Pu Lao's eyes light up. Previously, at the New Cutting School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, the theory of life and death he presented was already amazing.

The theory of numerology that blurted out at this time is more consistent with the medical theory of traditional Chinese medicine than the theory of life and death, and this kind of statement may not have existed before.

But when it comes to the debate between Chinese and Western medicine provoked by some people, life, death, and numerology can be used as arguments. This is a crushing argument. How can it not be amazing when it is put forward?

After knowing the existence of Li Shengli, Pu Lao also paid more attention to Liu's medical pulse in Sijiu City. The life-extending medicinal wine of Liu's medical pulse was more expensive than the words "numerology".

Li Shengli can say the word "numerology", which can be regarded as a model of applying what he has learned.

Thinking about how many people had a bad attitude towards Li Shengli when he reported it, Mr. Pu couldn't help but sigh and wanted to stand up for him.

Although the actions of such a promising young man are a little biased, compared with the people on the street, they are already very good.

“Old Pu, it’s best for each of us to do our own thing and not interfere with each other.

It is not easy for me to lead the self-training class, and there are many people staring at me. It is best to just do my own thing. Some people are protecting me if they don't like me. If they do, it will be detrimental to the development of the self-training class. "

Li Shengli also has a clear understanding of himself and the self-training class, even though Wang Qianjin and Du Jiaoyang are in front of him.

But that's for people on the street. For some people, if they want to see him, they just need to raise their eyes. Now they don't see him, but there is someone bigger than him who needs to keep an eye on him. I'm here, I don't have time to mess around.

If we really target him, many things will be difficult to handle. Mr. Pu's kindness is definitely not a good thing for Li Shengli. It's not that he can't stand in the turmoil. If he wants to stand now, he can only stand by Wang Qianjin's side, his godmother , is the truly useful umbrella for self-training classes.

Seeing Li Shengli's refusal, Mr. Pu sighed softly and looked at the guardian of the great lineage who had a clear understanding of the world in front of him. If what he just said comes true, Chinese medicine will flourish!

Ignoring Mr. Pu who was sighing to himself, Li Shengli called Wang Qianjin before leaving. Speaking of protective umbrellas, no one's protection is as effective as his godmother's word nowadays.

No matter how big a matter is, someone can cover it up with just one sentence. Facts, evidence, and traces are all of no use to them. Someone will remove the matter, and the remaining bits and pieces will be indifferent to time.

In order to change that sentence, Li Shengli must continue to produce results. If he does not survive the past one or two years, the self-training class will eventually be in turmoil. This is the so-called person who is in the world and cannot help himself.

Li Shengli made a phone call in the middle of the morning. Wang Qianjin arrived at noon. During this period, Li Shengli visited several patients for free. Compared with the period before and after the new year, there were fewer patients on Li Shengli's side, but the injuries were getting worse. It should be He was slightly injured and couldn't get out of the firing line.

Wang Qianjin, who carried a large bag of haggis and two bottles of Wuliangye, glanced at his brother-in-law with some confusion outside the door of the consulting room, took a deep breath, and then slowly opened the door.

As the brother-in-law said, there was really no need for him to work with the Mountain God during this period. The original personnel were now almost like intelligence personnel, hanging around to spy on information.

What Wang Qianjin and Xiao Hu did was just collect the information and give the useful information to Li Shengli. To put it bluntly, they gave him the names and addresses of those who did not intend to rip them off.

After that, as Li Shengli said, accidents happened frequently. Just like ghost stories, rumors about female ghosts, water ghosts, and hanged ghosts were also rampant in some small circles.

Today's Wang Qianjin is no longer the Wang Qianjin before. Not to mention having a rough chest, he is much more mature than before.

Although he still has the reckless temperament to act when he is not convinced, before doing something, he will think about whether he should take action and how to take action. Therefore, during this period of time, without Li Shengli's guidance, he rarely suffered losses outside.

Although he had grown up, the brother-in-law Li Shengli in front of him made him feel more and more eerie and terrifying. Wang Qianjin didn't know the details of what extra power he had, but what he did was crisp and neat. Heartbroken.

Even though this grandson was sitting in the free clinic, smiling warmly all day long, Wang Qianjin felt that when he smiled the few times he saw him, the white teeth behind his lips seemed to be stained with blood, and he couldn't lick them clean. kind of.

"Lao Li, Lao Wang recently told me to stay at home and not go out to mess around..."

Hearing the fear in Wang Qianjin's tone, Li Shengli didn't pay attention to him. Instead, as before, he opened the haggis and licked it before starting to check the two bottles of Wuliangye.

"The haggis belongs to the cafeteria, and the wine belongs to Lao Wang. How many bad things has your grandson done that even I have to guard against?"

Li Shengli still didn't reply to Wang Qianjin's complaint. He just looked at the sediment in the bottle carefully and shook the bottle from time to time. As he shook the bottle, there was an extra catch in his hand. Capture knife.

"Yo……

Are you practicing special tricks? "

He and Li Shengli were in the same trench as his uncle. Although he was wary, Wang Qianjin knew clearly that his brother-in-law was a genuine member of his family. Although getting along with him was not as casual as before, it was still relatively easy.

"I'm not sure you can use this move with the flying knife. Let the Mountain God teach you. I learned it from Yu Sheng. Just put an unlocked scabbard in your sleeve.

If I ask you to come here today, I will definitely ask you to find your godmother. What Lao Wang said is of no use. For people like us, even if we stay honest, trouble will come on its own.

With self-training classes, barefoot doctors, and medical soldiers here, what we do is business, regardless of the cost or consequences.

Without the self-training class, we would just be gangsters outside the city. Bandits in the city will definitely have to go through hell in the future.

Therefore, self-training classes not only involve the important matter of young people going to the countryside, but also involve the lives of many of us.

If you want to keep the self-training class, all of us are in a bunch, and we can’t even catch your godmother’s cough to make it useful.

This is my reply based on the feedback from the first batch of barefoot doctors who went to the countryside.

We will eat while you are copying. There should be oil stains on the paper, but no alcohol smell. I will keep the wine.

Not many people have come to the free clinic in the past two days. Please tell me about this. Dead people always look bad, right? "

What Li Shengli said was clear, and Wang Qianjin also recognized it. Although he didn't know why he copied it while eating, he usually didn't pay attention to these details of planning. He really wasn't that good at it.

He called Zhang Ying, and they had a serious meal. They agreed to let him copy while eating, but Wang Qinjin could only read and copy while he was eating, and from time to time he had to take away the haggis that his brother-in-law threw on the paper like a joke.

Glancing at Zhang Ying who was having dinner with Li Shengli, Wang Qinjin, who didn't know her background, realized more and more that his brother-in-law didn't look like a good person. There was also a charming lady who was with him at the free clinic, and she was also arrogant.

This is also the benefit of replenishing qi and soothing the liver combined with beauty-nourishing medicine. After more than half a year of conditioning, the sallowness on Zhang Ying's face has gone away, and she still looks very fair. The whiteness covers a hundred ugliness, and the thinness covers a thousand ugliness.

In this way, Zhang Ying, who is dressed in a soap-colored slanted lapel, cannot tell her age. In terms of her actual age, she is not much older than Widow Qin in the courtyard. Although her son is already in his early twenties, he was born earlier. .

After Zhang Ying finished eating, she still looked like a cat and quietly returned to her seat to sit down. Li Shengli finished her meal before she spoke.

"This time our main focus is on honest people who have serious business. After I finish copying it, read it a few times, and I will explain it to you in detail. In reply to the letter, it is best to ask your godmother to write a few more sentences. After all, this is a barefoot doctor. She also contributed to the self-training class.

Having a barefoot doctor will also help rural people feel how good she is.

Do you think it would be good to watch the barefoot doctor while listening to the model drama?

I think it is still necessary for the following to equip barefoot doctors with corresponding medical equipment and promotional tools..."

Wang Qianjin was copying and Li Shengli was teaching. It wasn't until mid-afternoon that Wang Qianjin could explain clearly clearly.

Li Shengli turned to the medicine cabinet and took out two more red plastic boxes. It was time to refill the medicine.

"It's your grandson who did this thing, I'm so ashamed of myself.

Regarding this matter, I still have to go home and see Lao Wang before I go there. Please bear with me. "

After sending Wang Qianjin off, Li Shengli returned to the infirmary. Before sitting down, Zhang Ying said:

"This kid is jealous of you, so be careful.

Furthermore, he feels that we are a good match. He is cleaner than the little leopard and is easy to get along with, but he will be on guard if he is afraid of each other and will turn against each other if there is a slight misunderstanding. This is normal. "

Seeing the proud smile on Zhang Ying's face, Li Shengli glared at her and sat directly behind the consultation table.

“When people are wandering around the world, who can’t be on guard?

There are some things I don’t even say to my wife, she doesn’t believe her!

Zhang Ying, do you think I believe you?

You always give me a sense of danger lately..."

After sitting down, Li Shengli, who didn't want to talk to Zhang Ying, sighed softly and asked something he shouldn't have asked.

After all, he is a small person, not a tycoon. Many things are based on experience. When it comes to truly controlling the details, Li Huaide will surpass him by a few steps.

"Of course I believe it. You've always said that I look a bit like a cat these days, so just treat me as your cat. If you don't want me anymore, strangle me to death.

You can try it now, I mean it.

You say I look like a cat, so I think I am a cat, catching mice for you at night. If there weren't so many people here during the day, I would huddle under your table.

Meow……"

Li Shengli, who was startled by Zhang Ying's meow, felt that she was really abnormal. He had never dealt with this kind of mental illness before, but he felt that Zhang Ying should use it with caution.

"Don't be so startled and scary. I'm asking you to tell ghost stories to others, but I'm not asking you to tell them to me.

Don't you want to do anything else but sit here? "

I wanted to give Zhang Ying some guidance. This situation was still a bit weird and scary for him.

"This is good!

Just like when I was a girl, I was willing to stay in the house and bask in the sun, reading the latest martial arts novels, always thinking how good it would be like this forever.

Now it seems that martial arts novels are still very boring. It is not as interesting as watching you diagnose a disease. If only it could be like this forever? "

Looking at Zhang Ying who looked a little dreamy, Li Shengli shook his head. It seemed that the new division of traditional Chinese medicine still had to add a branch of mental illness. This thing really fell into his blind spot.

It's just that most people who play psychology are mentally ill. Li Shengli doesn't want to get involved and just waits for future generations to fill in the gaps.

As for his fear of Zhang Ying, Li Shengli was not helpless, but with Xiao Hu across the way, even if no one knew about many things, it would be difficult to face them in the future.

"Let's talk about Xiao Hu's partner and Xiao Feng's fate?"

With the intention of giving it a try if he could, and giving him a hand if he could, Li Shengli tried to use his children to influence Zhang Ying again.

"If you like it, just tell Little Tiger directly and ask him to give it to you.

As for the Great Phoenix, she doesn't like those who are neither good nor bad. If she can find her, who can care about her?

It’s still the same as what I said before, you can use it if you want, and when you’re done, find a home for her, and she’ll have to work for you for the rest of her life. "

After hearing these words, Li Shengli knew that Zhang Ying was almost the same type of person as Wang Zhi and Du Jiaoyang, which was quite a big move.

In previous generations, it was true that people loved each other, and the close neighborly relationship had indifferent to family affection. Many families did not even get close to their neighbors when their children were separated.

This is not bad. There are many parents who raise their daughters for money and their sons for work, such as Xu Xiaoya, the cook at the Wang family's old house. The old party secretary named her before, except for her relationship with his brother Xu Zhengqing.

What's more, his father wants to marry him to a widower with a good family background. That family is large, has many sons and daughters, and under the distribution method of seven people and three workers, he is considered a wealthy family in Madianji Village.

As for being older than Xu Xiaoya's father, that is not a problem at all in front of a vat of food.

Wang Shengting, the old branch secretary, also looked down on these old cows who were eating young grass and harming young girls at their age, so he stepped in.

Until then, there will still be many serious people around. Although Li Shengli's side is not a destination, Wang Shengting knows that his side will give more.

Just look at Xu Xiaoya's family now. Her brothers have gone to the prefabricated panel factory, and the family's burden has been lifted. Xu Xiaoya helps out from time to time, and the family's financial situation is now on par with that of the old widower's family.

Jianghu, there are rivers and lakes on the streets in the city, and the weddings, funerals, food, clothing, housing and transportation in the village are also from rivers and lakes.

After trying again to no avail, Li Shengli could only sigh slightly.

If you want to live well, others may not want you to live. If you want to do things, others may not even look at you.

Li Shengli not only wants to live a good life, but also wants to get things done smoothly. Chinese medicine is really a profession that can lead to death, and it is also a profession where life and death are common.

The self-training class is here, and he doesn't want to take a step back. He really can't control what other people think. Still, it's best to live in peace. If he really wants to make a fuss, then he really has no control over the world. It's up to you...

(End of this chapter)