Zhu Yilong--A Warm Smoke

Zhu Yilong waited here all morning and was already familiar with the process. It took at least half an hour to write the medical records for the first visit, and Song Nuan wrote them quickly and well. I don't know what she was worried about. That nervous expression was definitely not faked.

Hearing that the number started to be called, Song Nuan didn't have time to modify it, so she brought the two of them into the consulting room.

When Zhu Yilong entered the door, he saw a doctor in his 60s sitting beside the table, with sporadic white hair, hale and hearty, wearing glasses, and his eyes narrowed slightly. He adjusted the frame of the glasses, pushed the stool in front of him, and asked Shen Nian to sit down. Shen Nian was the last patient, and there were still six or seven doctors and graduate students in isolation gowns standing in the room, each bowed and stood solemnly, with serious expressions.

"Hello, teacher." Song Nuan stepped forward to greet her.

Zhao Congran glanced at Song Nuan out of the corner of his eye, but didn't speak. Song Nuan stood aside, her back straightened, and she lowered her head and said nothing.

"Hi Doctor Zhao." Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Shen Nian spoke first.

Zhao Congran glanced at the medical records, "Hello, just had an operation?"

Shen Nian nodded: "Yes, it's been two months."

Zhao Congran took off his glasses and sounded his pulse while reading the medical records. There was no sound in the consulting room for a while, it was eerily quiet.

After reading the tongue and pulse, Zhao Congran went through the medical records again, and corrected the inappropriate parts in large strokes. After seeing it, Song Nuan didn't dare to hide behind Zhu Yilong anymore, and took two steps forward.

"If you haven't graduated, I'll throw you out." Zhao Congran said calmly.

Song Nuan could hardly stand up. The teacher was strict with her, and she was always serious. She had never been treated like tearing up medical records and throwing them away before. She probably beat her on purpose, "I'm sorry, teacher." She immediately admitted her mistake.

Zhu Yilong was stunned by this atmosphere. In the modern society, he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes. It’s hard to believe that there are such masters and sects. It’s like acting on TV. He glanced at Song Nuan, his eyebrows were pleasing to the eye, he was well-behaved and sensible, he probably understood Why did Song Nuan wear such a school uniform?

"Doctor Zhao, I was introduced by others, saying that you have rejuvenated your body, Hua Tuo is alive, can my disease be cured?" Shen Nian came to the rescue again.

"Don't dare to do it, just wait and see, try it." Zhao Congran smiled calmly, he was extremely polite to patients, but never made promises easily.

Zhao Congran started the prescription after correcting the medical records, handed the prescription to the opposite student, and explained many precautions to Shen Nian, Zhu Yilong hurriedly wrote it down beside him.

After seeing the last patient, Zhao Congran was probably tired. He stood up and stretched his arms, looking at Song Nuan, "Is this yours?" He glanced at Shen Nian and Zhu Yilong.

This question is very sharp. Some of the students have already recognized Zhu Yilong, and they are very curious. They dare not say more because the tutor is here. Hearing Zhao Congran's question, everyone pricked up their ears. Zhu Yilong paused and looked at Song Nuan. I'm curious how Song Nuan introduces herself.

"Teacher, Aunt Shen is my patient." Song Nuan answered without haste.

Zhao Congran smiled, "Graduation defense in the afternoon?"

"Yes. Yes." Song Nuan replied obediently.

Ma Fuya was a little distressed at the side. The original Song Nuan was not like this. At that time, she always made the teacher angry, and only Song Nuan dared to say something coquettishly against Lei. With so many students, only Song Nuan dared to call the teacher on Father's Day Dear dad, dare to ask the teacher for a hug.

"How are you taking the medicine?" Zhao Congran asked suddenly without going back and forth, even Zhu Yilong could hear the distress and helplessness.

Song Nuan smiled: "Thank you teacher, it's pretty good, now I'm only taking Shugan Jieyu Capsules."

"Take your medicine well," Zhao Congran told her.

"I will." Song Nuan handed over the two boxes of American ginseng in his hand, "Teacher, this is for you and Teacher Zhang."

Zhao Congran was not polite, took it and put it aside, "Thank you."

"Teacher, teacher, are you there?" Suddenly someone shouted outside.

Zhao Congran frowned immediately, and he waved his hand and said, "Mr. Xue, go and write the medical records for your senior sister."

Mr. Xue agreed. Just as she was about to go out, a person squeezed in at the door. She was wearing a pink isolation gown. She was round and had a bulging belly. It should be a month old. She walked in with a smile, "Teacher, I'll come See you for a follow-up."

Zhu Yilong supported his mother to get out of the way, and stood on the side of the examination bed. He could probably see that this pregnant senior sister didn't seem to be very popular.

"Senior Sister Jia, sit down first, and I'll write your medical records." Xue Jun stepped forward to take the medical records.

Sister Jia said: "No need." She sat down on the chair and handed the medical records to Zhao Congran, "It's so late, don't delay the teacher from get off work, just show it to me."

Xue Jun was a little embarrassed and looked at Zhao Congran.

Zhao Congran took the medical records and asked, "How is it?"

"It's much better. I'll tell Chang Yuannan that it's still better to use your medicine, Teacher."

Zhao Congran felt his pulse, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Senior Sister Jia, Zhu Yilong just happened to see his eyes, and couldn't help being very surprised.Zhao Congran is elegant in his bones, although he is strict, he is very measured, he treats patients kindly and kindly, judging by his demeanor towards Song Nuan and his sincere discipline towards students, he is definitely a famous teacher who combines leniency with strictness, but his eyes at this moment are very sharp , even a little disgusted, no matter when, this is not the way the teacher looks at the students.

Senior Sister Jia was still smiling, she didn't seem to be afraid of Zhao Congran's anger, and after he read the pulse, she asked, "Mr. Zhao, my baby is doing well."

Zhu Yilong heard that Senior Sister Jia had changed her name, he couldn't help but glance at Song Nuan, wanting to get some information from her, his heart suddenly tightened after seeing her.

Song Nuan was close to her, clasping her hands together, her complexion was snow-white, her eyes panicked and scattered, she didn't seem to know how to control her expression, Zhu Yilong could see that she was desperately suppressing certain emotions, She must also know her gaffe, so she is trying her best not to let others see it.Zhu Yilong turned his head, pretending not to see, and quietly moved to the side, blocking half of her body.

Over there, Senior Sister Jia has finished her treatment, so Ma Fuya came over to help her up, "Senior Sister Jia, sit outside for a while, and I'll bring you the prescription right away."

"No need. It's not that your brother Chang doesn't know the teacher's words. Thank you, Teacher Zhao, I'll go first."

Zhao Congran hummed, but said nothing else.

Senior Sister Jia took two steps outside, and suddenly saw Song Nuan in the corner, she was slightly taken aback, as if she didn't expect to meet her here, then she stopped and looked at Song Nuan with great interest.

"Mr. Xue, I will send you, Senior Sister Jia, back to the department." Zhao Congran said suddenly, his tone was blunt.

Xuejun's expression was not good, so she went to help Senior Sister Jia with Ma Fuya.

Senior Sister Jia finally stopped laughing, she just looked at Song Nuan with contempt, ridicule and resentment in her eyes, Zhu Yilong sensed Song Nuan's embarrassment, and unexpectedly stretched out his hand around her shoulder to wrap her around her, Song Nuan was trembling , he couldn't help but hold it tighter.

Senior Sister Jia sneered, and walked out of the consultation room side by side with Ma Fuya.

Song Nuan relaxed a little, but Zhu Yilong still held her in his arms, he was afraid that if he let go, Song Nuan would fall to the ground.

Mr. Xue copied the prescription and handed it over. Zhu Yilong finally let go of Song Nuan and took it with both hands to thank him.

Zhao Congran looked at his watch, packed up his things, and waved to his classmates: "Thank you everyone."

A male doctor took the bag in Zhao Congran's hand and sent him downstairs as usual.

Zhao Congran walked halfway, then turned around suddenly, glanced at Song Nuan, and stretched out his hands, Song Nuan didn't hesitate, immediately went up to meet her, and threw herself into the arms of the teacher.

Zhao Congran patted Song Nuan on the shoulder, sighed and said, "Respond well this afternoon."

This hug was just a taste, but Song Nuan seemed to come back to life suddenly, smiling and acting like a baby: "I will try not to embarrass the teacher."

Zhao Congran also smiled: "You can't lose face to me, go and lose face to your doctoral supervisor."

Song Nuan smiled even more happily.

Shen Nian pushed Zhu Yilong, "It's something for Dr. Zhao. This man is leaving."

Zhu Yilong snorted, seeing that Zhao Congran had already gone downstairs, he hurriedly carried the gift box and chased after him.

"Oh, I'm so sour." Ma Fuya smiled and clapped her hands, "Senior Sister Song is really amazing when she makes a move. I never thought that I would still see my teacher asking for a hug in my lifetime."

Song Nuan blushed, "Shut up, don't make fun of me, don't forget to wait for me at night." She thanked all the juniors and sisters: "Thank you my dears, I have something to do at noon, first call Fuya to treat you to dinner."

The postgraduate students were packing up their things and getting ready to leave work. They had heard about Song Nuan for a long time, but today they saw that she was extraordinary, and they dared to hug the teacher.

Ma Fuya complained: "I'm a treat, you thank her? You hurry up and prepare for your defense. I'll pick you up in the afternoon."

Song Nuan waved to them and led Shen Nian to grab the medicine.

As soon as he left the house, Zhu Yilong rushed back, thanking Song Nuan repeatedly, "I'll go get the medicine, you guys sit here and rest for a while."

Song Nuan looked at the time: "The pharmacy is off work, and the medicines will be filled at two o'clock in the afternoon."

"Then let's find a place to eat first." Shen Nian suggested.

"No, Auntie, I will defend at 02:30, and I have to make some more preparations, so go and eat." Song Nuan refused.

"There is always food to eat, let's eat lightly, it won't take too long." Zhu Yilong said.

"You really don't have to be polite, Auntie, I'm leaving first, you go back and take your medicine and pay more attention to rest." Song Nuan's attitude was very firm.

Seeing that she was indeed in a hurry, Shen Nian didn't force her, and said a lot, the three of them separated in the hospital.

The new provincial TCM hospital and the old campus of TCM University are the same place. Song Nuan casually ate in the restaurant, changed clothes in the dormitory, and ran to the defense classroom to wait. Sun Qingbo defended with her. Good fruit, hot tea, coffee, computer, etc.

Song Nuan first greeted his younger brothers and younger sisters, and then discussed the order with Sun Qingbo. After debugging the PPT, almost all the teachers arrived.There was already a pre-defense two months ago, and basically there will be no major problems in the formal defense this time. Although Song Nuan was nervous, it was within her controllable range. Although she didn't take a break at noon, she felt a little excited.

As usual, it was Sun Qingbo who reported first, and the time was about 10 minutes. The expert group asked some questions, and half an hour passed in the question and answer between you and me. When it was Song Nuan's turn, it was close to 03:30. At this time, she instead I was a little sleepy, and I didn't dare to drink coffee. I took a sip of ice water and got ready to go on stage.

"Good afternoon, teachers. I'm Song Nuan, a 16-level Ph.D. in formula science from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. The topic I'm going to report today is." When Song Nuan turned on the slide, she lowered her head slightly, and suddenly saw two people flashing into the back classroom, one It was Tangtang, the junior junior sister, and the other was Zhu Yilong. He seemed to have just sat down and raised his fingers to cheer for Song Nuan. To jump out, "The topic I want to report is about the correlation between the toxic effects of toxic traditional Chinese medicine."