When Shen Qingru came back with Zhao Heping, she only heard him talk about going to the countryside, but not that he had come to her house today.

At this time, after hearing what my mother said, I felt a little sweet in my heart.

After all, he was treating his mother, delivering things, and then going to work to pick him up from get off work. It was rare for him to be so thoughtful.

"Mom, I'm going back to my room first, and then I'll come out to eat later."

Shen Qingru said this and turned around to go back to her room.

As soon as she entered the room, she took out the small pendant that Zhao Heping gave her, admired it for a while, and then hung it above her desk.

He opened the desk drawer again, took out the diary, and opened a page. What was written on it were the two lines of poetry that Zhao Heping said during the last date: I hope that there will be time to look back, and we will grow old together with deep love.

She touched the two lines of poetry with her hand, then turned over the page and began to write: "The first time I received a gift from the person I like..."

Bit by bit, what is recorded is her heartbeat.

Zhao Heping walked all the way back to the courtyard, and the sky became a little dark.

After all, it is winter and it gets dark early.

Every household was eating at home, and from the front yard to the backyard, no one was encountered.

Went home and had dinner.

Then, under the guidance of Lao Huangtou, he gave his mother acupuncture, and during the acupuncture process, he mastered the techniques to gain Qi.

His soul was different from ordinary people's. He corrected his mistakes when he knew they were wrong. He worked hard and quickly found the trick.

And in the following stitches, I became more and more comfortable.

Old Huangtou couldn't help but nodded in relief.

He had high hopes for Zhao Heping.

After all, he wanted to let his disciples reproduce the medical achievements that the great master had achieved.

As for the real reason why Zhao Heping's soul is different from ordinary people, he will not delve too much into it.

After all, he has seen a lot of weird and weird things in his life of treating patients.

Everyone talks about getting rid of feudal superstition, but how can metaphysics be summed up in one sentence: feudal superstition?

When encountering this kind of situation, he always understood it in his heart and remained calm on the surface.

The same goes for Zhao Heping.

If the apprentice has a secret, then he should let the apprentice keep the secret.

After all, what he wants is for his apprentice to carry forward his medical skills.

As for the rest, he knows too much and it is of no use to him, so why bother meddling?

The next day, Zhao Heping got up early, walked to work after dinner.

There are also many people working in the steel rolling mill in the courtyard. Everyone knows that Director Han went to Zhao Heping's house yesterday, so they usually go their separate ways, but today they all followed Zhao Heping.

"Peace, what did Director Han do at your house yesterday?"

"Yes, you were in a hurry yesterday and didn't tell me when I asked you."

"That's right, when I came back from get off work, I heard that the factory director went to your house. I thought I heard it wrong. But when I asked, I found out it was true."

"Tell us, what exactly is Director Han doing here?"

Everyone is curious.

There was no way, that was the director of the steel rolling mill.

It would be strange if they weren't curious.

This is the first time for Zhao Heping to go to work with so many people.

Usually, people in the courtyard are more afraid of Wang Chunsheng, so they never walk with him when they go to work.

Today, everyone is following him, a huge crowd.

Faced with everyone's questions, Zhao Heping smiled calmly and said: "Director Han came here yesterday to confirm something with me. Because I was not in the factory after a late break, he had no choice but to come to our courtyard to find me. I am coming."

"Actually, it's nothing serious. It's just work. If you ask clearly, it'll be fine."

He didn't say anything about being reported and Lao Huangtou treating Factory Director Han.

If you say it, it will only spread more and more evil, so if you say less, you can avoid causing trouble.

"What's going on at work? What's going on?" someone asked.

Everyone around them also pricked up their ears.

Everyone knows that Zhao Heping didn't say anything specific and just didn't want to mention it, but since someone asked the question, they were willing to listen.

Zhao Heping smiled and said: "Actually, it's nothing, just something about going to the countryside to show a movie."

These things had nothing to do with anyone, so when everyone heard it, they all lost interest and stopped asking questions.

Speechless all the way.

At the steel rolling mill, Zhao Heping went to the screening room.

Today, in his army green satchel, there are some commonly used medicines he bought yesterday.

In this way, you can use it when performing screening tasks.

When we arrived at the office, Feng Baoliang was already here.

Seeing Zhao Heping coming, his expression changed obviously, but he soon smiled happily and said, "Is Heping coming?"

"How was your rest yesterday?"

Zhao Heping knew that the person who reported his illegal medical practice was probably Feng Baoliang.

But there was no evidence, so it was not the time to show off, so he smiled and replied: "I had a good rest."

He smiled and showed his small white teeth.

Feng Baoliang felt a little confused after seeing it.

Looking at Zhao Heping's appearance, it looked like nothing had happened.

Could it be? The report letter he secretly stuffed had no effect?

Just as I was thinking about it, Director Han came in refreshed.

He stood at the door of the screening room and knocked on the door, attracting the attention of the two people inside. Then he nodded to Zhao Heping and said, "Heping, come here. I have something to do with you."

After many years of hidden wounds, once healed, Director Han felt very comfortable.

Even when he looked at Feng Baoliang, he was smiling.

"Okay." Zhao Heping agreed, came out of the screening room, and followed Director Han.

Feng Baoliang was left alone, shocked and confused.

"It's strange. Judging from the looks of Director Han and Zhao Heping, is it true that no one took care of the report letter I sent to the Ministry of Health?"

Another thought: "No way."

"If the Ministry of Health does not care, then they are also derelict in their duties. When the time comes to investigate, they will also be responsible."

"It should be a secret investigation into the content of the report, which will take time."

"It must be so."

He took the initiative to convince himself.

So I felt at ease.

I was thinking of eavesdropping on the conversation between the factory director and Zhao Heping.

Just as he lifted his foot, he took it back again.

The last time he overheard Zhao Heping practicing medicine without a license, he met Zhao Heping when he came out.

There should be nothing worth listening to today. If Zhao Heping encounters him again, who knows what will happen to him?

Anyway, he has been reported and we just have to wait for someone from the Ministry of Health to deal with him.

There is no need to stir up trouble and provoke Zhao Heping at this time.

So Feng Baoliang felt at ease again, thinking that he could ruin Zhao Heping's future with a small reporting letter, and he couldn't help but feel proud.

He felt that he was as clever and wise as Zhuge Liang in strategizing.

So I picked up the newspaper and couldn't help humming the Peking Opera "Empty City Strategy": "I was watching the mountain scenery from the city tower, and I heard chaos outside the city..."

He didn't believe it. The Ministry of Health's investigation revealed that Zhao Heping could still be captured?

So what if Director Han and Zhao Heping are close?

The same thing is going to happen.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like