The Young Urban Doctor

Soon, the two came to the twenty-four bridge scenic spot.

The Twenty-Four Bridge is too famous, and the two are full of expectations for this bridge that is written in a lot of poems and gives people unlimited imagination.

I think this bridge will definitely give people an amazing feeling.

But to their disappointment, the Twenty-Four Bridge is a very ordinary stone arch bridge, and it is quite new, without any quaint feeling.

When they saw the sign of the Twenty-Four Bridge, they looked for it for a while.

The Twenty-Four Bridge is 24 meters in length, 2.4 meters in width, 24 pillars, and 24 floors. Everything is related to Twenty-Four, but it is still disappointing.

"The green mountains are faintly covered with water, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River is not withered in the end of autumn. Where can the jade people teach the flute on the twenty-four bridges in the moonlit night?" When standing on the bridge, chanting Du Mu's ancient masterpiece, Luo Ziling did not conceal himself. Disappointed, "When I came to the Twenty-Four Bridge on a bright moon night, I couldn't find the artistic conception written in the poem. It might be more flavorful than blowing flute by the Weiming Lake, don't you?"

"Maybe, when the moon is shining, don't have a mood!" Yang Qingyin smiled, and then chanted a poem: "The twenty-four bridge is still there, the heart is swaying, and the cold moon is silent. There must be many on this bridge. History. Maybe, there are many talented and beautiful people who meet here, or meet here, and have a relationship because of this."

"In ancient Yangzhou, it was a holy place in the hearts of many literati and pokers. One dream of Yangzhou in ten years, and winning the name of the brothel." Luo Ziling smiled self-deprecatingly, "Unfortunately, here we can only watch the flowers. At most, write a travel note, what poems to write, it is impossible!"

"What do you mean?" Yang Qingyin was a little confused.

"So, we can't be the same as the ancients, because we are integrated into history because of the words." Luo Ziling said, took out a few photos, "Even if I post the photos on Weibo, it can be for the Slender West Lake, for the second The Fourteen Bridges brought a wave of enthusiasm, but after the enthusiasm, everyone forgot. No matter how many fans, it is impossible to be remembered for hundreds of years, thousands of years later, like those famous poetry writers who have passed down the ages!"

Yang Qingyin was silent for a while, and then said softly: "But I think that your deeds in the Korean and Japanese war doctors will be talked about after decades or even hundreds of years. If you lead your friends, Overcome one or several difficulties in the history of medicine, it will definitely be recorded in the annals of history. If you have achieved other aspects, not only medicine, it may be political achievements or commercial achievements, very good achievements, it will also be a history. Leave your name. At a young age, with your current reputation and foundation, no matter what you do, you will succeed."

"Then you help me and be my wise helper!" Luo Ziling tightened Yang Qingyin's hand and smiled brightly, "I think Yuqing might do something wrong, but you definitely won't. So, I I am going to stop letting her manage my Weibo account and let you manage it!"

"This is not good!" Yang Qingyin shook his head, "If this is the case, Luo Yuqing will definitely have prejudices against us. Moreover, it is not a wise decision to help you manage your Weibo account. In many cases, I will be affected by emotions. , For example, you make me angry, or you have a dispute with my family. If you want to send any news at this time, it may affect my operation. Therefore, I think that Yuqing and I are not suitable for managing your Weibo Account. Or, you manage it yourself, or you ask someone else to manage the account for you. If you ask someone else to manage the account, that person must be trusted and not too deliberate, and you must also Loyalty, in the end, there is no particularly strong personality, less your own thoughts. You can find out if there are suitable candidates."

When Yang Qingyin said so, Luo Ziling was a little surprised.

Luo Ziling's reaction made Yang Qingyin quite satisfied. She tensed Luo Ziling's hand and smiled happily and said, "I think, my idea is good. Luo Yuqing must not manage your Weibo account. She has already There are records of private messages, and such things will happen in the future. My management is not appropriate, so don’t find others, or manage it yourself! This matter, I will first tell Luo Yuqing, I will quit first, she There shouldn't be too many complaints."

"Okay!" Luo Ziling smiled bitterly: "Let's still not discuss this issue, can we? Our task today is to play, let's go around the Slender West Lake first!"

Yang Qingyin nodded, and let Luo Ziling help her take a few photos with the twenty-four bridge.

Because of wearing glasses and hat, no one recognized Luo Ziling again.

The two stood on the edge of the Twenty-Four Bridge for a long time. There were many people passing by, but no one recognized them.

Some people looked at them curiously as they passed by.

Both of them are tall people with great temperament. Although their glasses and hats cover their appearance, the charm that is invisible is still eye-catching.

When the two of them crossed the Twenty-Four Bridge and continued to walk forward leisurely, Luo Ziling's cell phone rang and someone called him.

At first glance, it was an unfamiliar call~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The prompt was a local number in Yangzhou, and Luo Ziling couldn't help but feel moved.

"If I guessed correctly, this must be the local person in charge or someone of similar nature looking for me," Luo Ziling said to Yang Qingyin with a cellphone, hehe with a smile: "It seems that the confidentiality of my number is too bad. One point, we need to change the number again!"

"Since you think so, then answer the phone first!" Yang Qingyin gave Luo Ziling a white look.

After Luo Ziling pressed the answer button, a strong baritone came from the other end of the phone: "Is it Mr. Luo Ziling Luo? This is Zhao Songliang, and you are very welcome to visit Yangzhou!"

"Mr. Zhao, hello!" It was really the local main person in charge who called. Luo Ziling was not surprised. After asking the other party politely, he asked Zhao Songliang what he wanted to do.

After Zhao Songliang welcomed Luo Ziling's visit to Yangzhou, he politely asked Luo Ziling where he would stay tonight, and if it is convenient, he would come and visit him.

"I plan to go to Gusu tonight!" Luo Ziling said embarrassedly, "I want to rush to the Gusu hotel tonight. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I will take time to play in the ancient city before returning to Yanjing."

When Luo Ziling said that, Zhao Songliang was a little surprised and disappointed.

Zhao Songliang said that he also wanted to meet Luo Ziling and listen to Luo Ziling's opinions and suggestions on the urban construction of Yangzhou, and hoped that Luo Ziling could help promote Yangzhou.

Zhao Songliang was very polite, and Luo Ziling was not easy to refuse. After hesitating for a while, he told Zhao Songliang that if he went to Gusu, it should be after dinner. If you can, you can talk together before or after dinner.

Hearing what Luo Ziling said, Zhao Songliang breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately agreed, saying that he would invite Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin to dinner in his personal name, and that Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin must be respectful.