Military marriage, the last big man married the soldier king, the stronger the stronger

The health doctors at the sanatorium didn't know what to say. He was only 25 years old, and he was proficient in both Western and Chinese medicine, and he was also researching medicine. Could he do it?

As the old saying goes, "You can't chew too much when you bite off more than you can chew." Some people have to work hard in one field for their entire lives to achieve certain achievements. At her young age, studying three majors is not a big span, but can she handle it?

Several people shook their heads, their expressions indescribable, as if they were not optimistic about Jiang Yan.

Her actions may seem like a bid for attention. Could it be that she wants to create a perfect persona because of the Si family's background?

If they knew that Jiang Yan also studied weapons design, their eyes would probably pop out of their heads in shock.

Jiang Yan was very meticulous and took the pulses of the old heroes carefully. The indications she gave matched the symptoms of the old heroes.

"Yes, that's right, you are amazing..."

The health doctors who were watching the fun outside all shook their heads, thinking that Jiang Yan was just showing off.

"She just looked at everyone's medical records..."

This sentence made the other people nod their heads. They all felt that Jiang Yan had written down the symptoms of several old heroes after reading the medical records.

"She must have a very good memory."

This sentence, appearing at this time, is by no means a positive evaluation. It simply means that Jiang Yan is opportunistic and has no real ability.

It is said that civilized people use polite words when they curse others. If you think slowly, you won’t be able to tell that they are cursing.

Jiang Yan prescribed medicine for the old hero and specifically told the nurse who was taking care of the old hero how to take the medicine and also explained the taboos in life.

The nurse took out a small notebook and wrote it down. He felt that Jiang Yan was different from other health doctors. She was very patient, and when she faced the old heroes, she really wanted to cure them from the bottom of her heart and wanted to do something for them. Although those health doctors were not perfunctory, they always felt that something was missing.

"Next person."

The one-eyed old hero was pushed over.

Jiang Yan first greeted the old hero without asking his name, and went straight to taking his pulse.

Half a minute later, she said solemnly, "Your name is Tian Maizi?"

"Yes, I have three brothers. My name is Tian Maizi, and I have a younger brother named Tian Guzi. I also have an older brother named Tian Daozi."

Everyone laughed.

In their time, country folks gave rough names to their children, saying that cheap names were easier to raise, and there were countless people named Gousheng, Niuwa, Erdan, and Goudan. But names like Guzi and Maizi were considered good names.

From the name, we can also see how simple the wishes of the common people are. They just want to produce more food, have more harvests, and have enough food to eat.

Jiang Yan smiled and asked, "How long have you had this leg pain?"

"It's been almost three months." The nurse said, "It hurts so much that I can't walk. I take painkillers to cope with it."

"I saw in the medical history that your old injury frequently recurred. Is this leg disease caused when you were young?"

"Yes." The old hero smiled and said, "Back then, we had poor equipment and supplies. In the winter, we wore thin clothes and were frozen to the point of having few healthy skin patches on our bodies. These two legs are the result of problems I got back then. They are getting less and less useful as I get older. In the past, taking painkillers, hot compresses, and hot springs were still somewhat helpful, but now, I don't like walking anyway. When I was young, I walked too much, marching three or four hundred miles at a time, running whenever I wanted..."

There was no smile on Jiang Yan's face. Si Lu rarely saw her with this expression, and his heart skipped a beat.

I'm afraid it won't be a good result.

When the one-eyed old hero saw Jiang Yan like this, he immediately understood that the disease he had was probably not a good one.

"Hey, girl, why are you so sad?" The old hero was a little anxious. "I'm already this old, I've made a profit. When I was on the battlefield, I didn't think I could come back alive. In my daily life, killing one person is a return on investment, killing two is a profit, and killing five or more is revenge."

All five members of his family died at the hands of Xiao Zi, and more than a hundred people in the village, young and old, were massacred.

"I have been in the army for so many years, and I have killed at least 200 people, if not 500. I have avenged myself long ago and made a lot of money. Later, I defeated the bald men's troops and made a contribution to the liberation of China. My life has been worth it. The country supports me, and I have food and drink in my old age. I have no regrets at my age."

The more Jiang Yan listened, the more uncomfortable she felt. She stood up, found the old hero's medical records, looked outside the door, and asked, "Who is Zeng Hao?"

Zeng Hao was the one who took off his glasses earlier. When he heard Jiang Yan calling him, he was stunned at first, and then he had a bad premonition.

"Yes." He stood up, walked into the room, and looked at Jiang Yan. "What can I teach you?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in the words, but everyone could see that it was Jiang Yan who started the trouble first.

Zeng Hao was the one-eyed old hero's health care physician. She specifically mentioned his name and took out the medical records just to find fault.

"You are the old hero's health care physician. The last physical examination was a week ago. Why is the explanation given for the old hero's leg pain still a recurrence of an old injury?"

"Humph! It's just a recurrence of an old injury. Mr. Tian had severe frostbite on both of his lower limbs. It was good enough that he was able to save his legs. Over the years, his treatment plan has been changed more than 20 times, but the effect is not great. This kind of old cold legs is really painful, but we really have no other way."

"It's all trivial matters. Please don't quarrel over my old injury."

Jiang Yan looked at the other party's self-righteous appearance, and her eyes turned red with anger. "You don't have a solution, you can just send the old hero to the hospital for a detailed examination. Your perfunctory attitude will cause unpredictable harm to the old hero, do you know that?"

Zeng Hao shuddered subconsciously when he heard Jiang Yan's words, but he quickly realized that this woman was young and might not have any ability, so she might just be bluffing!

He has indeed been a bit slack recently and has been doing things perfunctorily, but that's how the health of these elderly people is. Today they feel pain here, tomorrow they feel pain there, and nothing is right. What big deal can it be?

"You said I was perfunctory?" Zeng Hao was not convinced. "I am a professional with six or seven years of clinical experience. I have been taking care of Mr. Tian for more than a year. Tell me, where did I not try my best? Where was I perfunctory? If you don't give me an explanation today, I really won't leave. I want to see what you are capable of. Even if the old king comes, you can't wrongly accuse me."

After saying that, he looked at the father and son of the Si family, as if to say, even if they support you, I am not afraid.

Jiang Yan looked at Mr. Tian and looked away unnaturally...