On Monday, Wang Ming came to the health center as usual.

After checking the various wards, Wang Ming returned to his consultation room.

Wang Ming usually taught Li Xiaowan about some theories about traditional Chinese medicine when he was in the hospital, and now Wang Ming is also explaining to Li Xiaowan the pathology of some incurable diseases, as well as what needs to be paid attention to when treating.

Li Xiaowan's progress speed is also beyond Wang Ming's expectations, but Wang Ming also thinks that this is reasonable.

A traditional Chinese doctor personally teaches a person with a medical foundation that no matter how stupid the other party is, he will grow, and Li Xiaowan is still a smart person with a pure heart.

Just then, the sound of drums was heard outside.

"Whose family has a happy event or a funeral?" Wang Ming asked Li Xiaowan a little strangely.

There is no such attention to red and white ceremonies in the city now, but the countryside or some towns are still doing it, and it just so happens that there are no festivals now, Wang Ming has to think so.

Wang Ming knew that Li Xiaowan lived here, and if anyone had a red and white affair, Li Xiaowan should know. Li Xiaowan lives in the town, and now the gong and drum are just outside the hospital, Wang Ming knows that it must be something nearby, so he asked Li Xiaowan.

"No, I don't know, I haven't heard of anyone who has died or married." Li Xiaowan was also puzzled, she hadn't heard of anything happening nearby, why was there such a movement outside the health center.

"Dean Wang, let's take a look, someone has sent a plaque!" Just when the two were wondering, a doctor said with some breath.

Wang Ming glanced at the other party and knew that he had just run in from outside.

"Give the plaque? To whom? Li Xiaowan asked strangely. In today's society, how can anyone send a plaque except for company business or other earth-shattering events.

"Of course it's for our Dean Wang, there are a lot of people here, Dean, let's go out and have a look." The other party calmed down and said to Wang Ming with some excitement.

"Well, here we go." After Wang Ming finished speaking, he put away the information he had just sorted out with Li Xiaowan, stood up and walked out.

These materials are made for the purpose of cultivating some talents in the future, so Wang Ming is very concerned about this.

"Good guy, there are really a lot of people, it seems that our dean has really done something big, I guess he must have cured some terminal illness." A doctor watching at the door said with certainty.

"Dr. Wang! Doctor Wang! Thank you for curing my father's illness! A middle-aged man was very excited when he saw Wang Ming, tears came down, and he was about to kneel down for Wang Ming when he spoke.

"I can't help it, I can't help it, is your father okay?" Wang Ming had already recognized this person as the son of an old man who came to see lung cancer some time ago.

Wang Ming hurriedly grabbed the other party, but the other party had already kowtowed to Wang Ming.

"Good! Good! Now I am stronger than me, I really thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid my father wouldn't have lived for half a year. The middle-aged man was a little choked up, but his face instantly smiled, now that his father is better, what else is there to worry about.

Wang Ming saw that the other party was a person of filial piety, and the Huaxia clan has been saying that 'filial piety comes first', but now how many people have forgotten these, forgetting their old father and their old mother.

"Dr. Wang, thank you very much, don't you think I'm good." Three people walked out of the crowd carrying plaques, and the person carrying the plaques in the middle was the old man.

"Although there is no big problem now, you should also recuperate at home for a while, why are you still here in person?" Wang Ming looked at the recovery of his body, and the old man said with a smile.

"Doctor Wang, don't mention it, I originally planned to come by myself, but my father had to give you this plaque in person, the old man is too strong-tempered, hehe." Although the middle-aged man complained, he was still happy to see that his father did not look sick now. …,

"Why are there so many people? It's cold, uncle, hurry inside. Wang Ming looked at the other party and said, now that it's cold, let's go into the house and say.

"You all go back," the old man said to the gongs and drums, and then to Wang Ming, "Okay, you have to lift this plaque yourself, and if you lift it, I will let them disperse." “

"Okay, I'll take a look at this plaque." Wang Ming will not hypocritically say that he will not take it as an example, first, Wang Ming is bright and bright, and second, let the patient rest assured, otherwise the patient may always take the favor and never forget to accumulate a lot of illness.

"Hula"

Wang Ming lifted the red cloth covering the two-meter-long plaque with both hands.

"Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine!" Li Xiaowan looked at the plaque with gold on a black background and read out the four big golden characters on it.

"It's over, but xiexie is your good intentions, do you want everyone to disperse?" When Wang Ming saw these four words, he felt the power of thought in the dark, that is, the power of faith, like a membrane, if Wang Ming broke it, there would be a boundless vast faith, but Wang Ming couldn't find a way to open it.

Wang Ming saw that the matter was almost over, so he said to the old man to let these people disperse quickly, after all, this is a hospital, and the impact of so many people blocking the door is very bad.

"Folks, let's all go back, I know that many of you are alive and your relatives have been treated by Dr. Wang and have been cured, but it is not good for so many of us to be blocked here, now let the old man thank Dr. Wang on behalf of everyone, you see if it will work." The spirit of the old man's speech at this time is stronger than the appearance of the previous two months, I don't know how many times, it can be said that there is a world of difference.

"Okay, just do as you say, let's go back first." Someone in the crowd said.

As soon as someone took the lead, the crowd slowly disappeared. Basically left.

"Dean Zhang? How did you get here? Wang Ming saw that the rest of the people had a relationship with each other and asked.

"Dean Wang, are you all letting us all stand at the door? It's so cold, it's not hospitality. Dean Zhang said with a smile.

"Okay, it's my fault, let's go to my office." Wang Ming said to a few people, and then made a gesture of invitation.

The two doctors who came up had already taken the plaque in each other's hands and went to Wang Ming's current clinic under the leadership of Li Xiaowan to hang it.

"Doctor Wang, really xiexie you healed me, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't have lived long." When he entered the office, the old man thanked Wang Ming again.

"Uncle, it is the doctor's duty to treat the sick and save people, I have now accepted the plaque you sent, don't be so polite now, if you feel uncomfortable in the future, you can come to me directly." Wang Ming was a little helpless, but the other party was a little stubborn, but stubbornly cute. It embodies the traditional Chinese quality of the old man, and the spirit of simplicity and gratitude is embodied in the old man.

"Haode, but thank you." The old man didn't know what to say when he heard what Wang Ming said now, so he could only say xiexie, and there was no way to repay this kindness.

"By the way, why does Dean Zhang have time to come to me?" Wang Ming smiled helplessly, glanced at the old man, then turned his head to look at Dean Zhang and asked.