More than two months have flown by.

It took only two weeks for Dr. Huang to bring in his family – he could have taken a month's vacation, and it was still paid.

However, the medical skills he had learned in the first month had completely conquered him, and that little bit of horse ticket was really nothing compared to the medical skills he had learned.

Dr. Zheng Desheng also arranged for his family members to be in the Chiji Chinese patent medicine factory, which is still short of labor. At the same time, Dr. Huang Linguang's family can earn a few more salaries. If it's really a win-win situation,

Dr. Huang Linguang, who has no worries at all, has devoted himself to the great cause of serving the health of the people in the Chiji agricultural area.

Of course, Dr. Cheng also fulfilled his promise to guide him well in his studies and work.

After Dr. Huang Linguang went back, he cleaned up his personal hygiene for three days as required, and Dr. Zheng Desheng also thought about it for three days: where to start guiding him?

In the end, it was decided to treat him like a student - what is the difference between the traveling doctor? Systematic theoretical knowledge!

Therefore, Dr. Cheng Tak Sang decided to start with the basic theories of Chinese medicine. He took out the textbooks he had brought with him, as well as the notes he had studied back then, and let him read them for himself, but fortunately he was still literate, and of course he could write in colloquial characters.

After the basic knowledge of Chinese medicine is structured, the rest of the knowledge will be easy to handle.

Slowly, there were more patients who came to Chiji Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital to see a doctor, and Dr. Huang Linguang could still cope with it for the time being, but Dr. Zheng Desheng could also help him, which was an emergency that Dr. Huang Linguang could not solve.

Dr. Huang Linguang has free time to study the basic theories of Chinese medicine on his own. He also asked Dr. Zheng Desheng curiously, and said, "Dean Zheng, why is it written at the back of this book that it was reprinted in 1993?" ”

What's this called a problem?

Dr. Zheng Desheng ignored it and said, "That's a kind of dating method in our big city in Antarctica, why do you want me to tell you how we are chronographed?" ”

"Hehe, no-I'm sorry, I'm just curious-"

Seeing that Dr. Zheng Desheng's expression was wrong, Dr. Huang Linguang left in disdain.

Dr. Cheng was not in a good mood.

Back then, in that world, he took the basic theory of Chinese medicine three times before he passed. Although his grandfather was an old Chinese medicine doctor, he taught him a lot of Chinese medicine when he was a child, and forced him to memorize a lot of prescriptions -- but in that world, you have to have a diploma, and he graduated from high school and was not admitted to university -- so he applied for the self-examination, and he suffered a little loss in the basic theory of Chinese medicine.

However, Dr. Huang Linguang didn't seem to have much to learn—there was no situation where he sought advice from Dr. Zheng Desheng because he couldn't understand it. Is this old boy's self-learning ability so strong?!

Of course, some modern words, or words that you don't know, are often asked. In particular, the handwriting in Dr. Zheng Desheng's notebook was even more messy, and he asked more diligently.

For a while, Dr. Zheng Desheng wondered if this old boy was implying that his handwriting was poor?

In that world, in Dr. Zheng Desheng's original small hospital, he was the only doctor who had been using a brush to prescribe prescriptions - although he had never said anything himself, but in his heart he had always been proud,, how many Chinese medicine practitioners could use a brush to prescribe medicine?

Of course, this is due to the fact that he was disciplined much by his grandfather when he was a child.

So, can his handwriting be bad?

But one day, when Dr. Huang Linguang asked more frequently, Dr. Zheng Desheng looked at his notebook, I cāo, and he screamed in his heart, and he saw that at the end of that page it was written:

Fangfang, I love you,

But I don't dare to say.

I'm afraid I'll die sad if I say it.

I'm not afraid of my death,

I'm afraid that when I'm dead,

No one loves you as much as I do—

When Dr. Cheng saw this, his face turned white and then red again.

He pretended to be calm and muttered for a while, and said, "Lao Huang, I'll rearrange my notebook, and you can get it later." ”

Dr. Huang Linguang was just about to leave, when Dr. Zheng Desheng suddenly asked, "How much have you read this notebook?" ”

Doctor Huang Linguang arched his hand and said, "I just saw this page -- I am really a beginner, and many words are unrecognizable-"

After Dr. Huang Linguang left, Dr. Cheng Tak Sang fell into deep memories.

You can't blame Dr. Huang Linguang, he was addicted to his secret love during that period of time and couldn't extricate himself - the handwriting was messy, it was inevitable.

In the tutoring class, he met a girl named Wang Fang. He felt that he really understood love.

Her smile and every move touched his heart too much, but he really didn't dare to confess, nor did he dare to face her directly-maybe it was caused by his grandfather's old Baban education.

At that time, when he was in night class, he always looked out the window, because the flat mirror effect of the window was just enough for him to look at Wang Fang completely.

Later, Wang Fang befriended a worker and married him - and then, by chance, he met Wang Fang again.

At that time, Wang Fang smiled and said: "Great talent, when I was studying on the night shift, as long as I looked at you, you turned your head and looked out the window, it was too high-"

“――”

Scenes from the past replay in my mind.

Dr. Cheng later behaved rudely - simply starting a family, simply getting a divorce.

In his office, Dr. Zheng Desheng looked through the past study notes page by page, as if he had lived again--he found many of his exclamations in the back, fortunately, if what Huang Linguang said was true, then he had not seen these exclamations in the back, and it seemed that he was not lying.

I forgot a lot of things, but now that I think about it, I really feel like I have a lot of things in my heart. No wonder, I unconsciously brought all my study notes and experiences with me - is there a knot here?

At that time, Dr. Huang Linguang returned to his consultation room with a straight face, and when he sat down, his heart suddenly blossomed--he had actually read the notes several times--Dean Zheng seemed to have studied in the Tai Hospital in the big city of Antarctica, as if there were still women studying there at the same time, presumably to study gynecology--this is of course necessary, and there are always some women who are not allowed to meet men because of their observance of women's morals--it is a pity.

Antarctica's big cities are truly desirable. However, what kind of person does Dean Zheng like? Unexpectedly, Dean Zheng, who is a talent, does not dare to read and say too much - but why not invite a matchmaker? Weird.

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable! Lishan said that it was half a night away, and the tears and rain did not complain. How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the day of the wings!"

Dean Zheng is a great talent, although I have been a doctor and do not know poetry, I can also see how affectionate Dean Zheng is for that little lady - human nature, I understand Dean Zheng's human nature more and more -

Dr. Huang Linguang listened attentively to Dean Zheng's office, and there was no strange sound of fighting from inside - presumably Dean Zheng was missing the little lady from the hospital - who could have such a blessing?! When I have the opportunity, I will make a name for Dean Zheng!

Dr. Zheng Desheng's emotion is emotional, but Dr. Huang Linguang is a quick learner - he can do it within a month.

Dr. Huang Linguang learned to read and write from prescriptions, and Dr. Cheng Tak Sang first learned to read and then memorize prescriptions. Dr. Huang Linguang learned theory in practice, but not systematically, Dr. Zheng Desheng learned systematic theory first, and then practiced - which one is better?

Dr. Cheng Tak Sang squinted at Dr. Huang Linguang and said, "Are you sure you can pass the guò theory exam?" I'm not going to show mercy—"

In the past month, this kid has asked about two professional knowledge, both of which are related to the smell of the sick body and the smell of the sick room.

Does tooth decay cause bad breath?

"Of course, although there is no conclusive evidence that there is a direct relationship between tooth decay and the amount of sugar eaten, there are significantly more people with tooth decay in the big cities of Antarctica than here," said Dr. Cheng Desheng.

"In this way, in the big city of Antarctica, can ordinary people eat sugar at will? -I'm sorry, I'm thinking about something useless again-"

There is a smell of rotten apples in the sick room, and most of the patients have diabetes, is this disease hunger and thirst? I smelled it in the living room of a wealthy man's house.

Dr. Cheng said, "Of course, this diabetes is what you call hunger and thirst. ”

"Presumably, Antarctica will definitely cure this disease!"

"Only our old military doctor there can, that is, put a small advertisement on a telephone pole, and then the person who plugs the crack in the door can be cured—"

"So there are so many people in the great cities of Antarctica who are sick with wealth and nobility -- what kind of person is the old military doctor? -I'm sorry, I'm thinking about something useless again-"

Dr. Zheng Desheng easily came up with a test question in that world, but he changed the multiple-choice questions to A, B, C, D, and the short-answer questions and essay questions were all the most difficult.

The old boy burned incense and cleaned his hands, and after babbling in his mouth, he began to answer the question - this is a good attitude.

In two and a half hours, all the patients belonged to Dr. Zheng Desheng, it doesn't matter, he looked at the time, let's do it, I use a brush to answer the question, you dare to use a brush to answer the question!

After finishing the papers, Dr. Zheng Desheng's eyes narrowed even more, and he said in a strange voice: "Lao Huang, there were a lot of murders under you back then, or where did all this experience come from?" ”

"Where are the murders? If it wasn't for what I could have cured, I'd have left a long time ago—I wouldn't dare to go to court—"

Dr. Zheng Desheng immediately said with a righteous face: "So you gave up treating the patient with heart failure in the first place, but you didn't want to share the responsibility, right?" Where has your healer's benevolence gone?! ――Do you know Dr. Bethune? He traveled thousands of miles to serve another armed army of one country? In the end, I paid for the revolution with my precious life-I'm sorry, I digressed, you passed the exam this time--ninety-one points-"

"Yay!" Dr. Huang Linguang almost jumped.

I'm cāo, who did you learn this from? My middle-aged uncle, Dr. Zheng Desheng, despised him harshly.

If the work is smooth, time is fast.

In the blink of an eye, it was five o'clock in the afternoon on September 2o, the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Dr. Huang Linguang, who was inspecting the atlas of Chinese herbal medicine, rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch, it was already five o'clock, and it was time to get off work.

He cleaned up the tabletop, pushed open the door next door, and looked to see that Dr. Zheng Desheng was playing with the iPad there.

"Dean Zheng, I'm going to get off work—"

"Oh, have you got the mooncakes?"

"Fruits, moon cakes, I finished yesterday-"

"Oh, yes. Fuck, it's time for me to be on duty until eight o'clock - go home and live your reunion with joy! Go to work on the 24th, if you forget, I will deduct double your horse ticket! ”

"Where can I forget jì!" Dr. Huang Linguang felt that there was something sour in his words.

At this time, many people suddenly poured into the Chiji Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital - Dr. Huang Linguang immediately straightened his face and said: "The hospital is heavy, and it is noisy!" ”

At this time, I saw an old man trembling and slightly stepped forward and said: "If the little old man does not have the Chiji Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, his life will be rested - when he walks to the moon, there is no heavy courtesy, and the little old man will give banana moon cakes - I will wait for this to leave." ”

By the time Dr. Cheng came out, the crowd had dispersed.

The doctor's table is full of mooncakes.

Dr. Zheng Desheng said proudly: "Lao Huang, look, this is not a moon cake, this is the people's heart-"

Dr. Huang Linguang thought to himself, in the past, people in other places also gave me mooncakes - a common thing.

Dr. Zheng Desheng suddenly said: "I heard that there are banana mooncakes just now, and I have never eaten them, which one?!" ”

Dr. Huang Linguang pointed.

Dr. Zheng Desheng picked it up and ate it, and said vaguely: "It's really fucking delicious, much better than the five-kernel mooncakes of Hantang Group!" “

Doctor Huang Linguang smiled but said in his heart, where is there -

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