frightfiction Chapter 946: Born to be a Medical Saint
Chapter 946: Born to be a Medical Saint
Lin Su glanced at Meng Wantang, then glanced at Meng Wantang again, and looked at her for several times without saying a word.
"Mom, if you have something to say, just say it. I'm scared if you do this."
Meng Wantang looked at Lin Su speechlessly.
This is a very frustrating mentality.
"I never realized you had this ability."
Lin Su looked at her daughter with new eyes. She had always thought that her daughter had too good a temper, which made her easy to be bullied. When she was around, she protected her. If she was gone, who would protect her?
It’s okay if my son doesn’t get married. But if he does, who knows whether she’s good or bad.
"I'm not a pushover, I'm just too lazy to argue." Meng Wantang tried to lift the bag, but found it was too heavy and she couldn't lift it, so she just left it there.
She walked over, took Lin Su's arm and walked out: "Don't worry about me, I won't let myself be bullied. The person who bullied me hasn't been born yet. If you really can't remember this, think about the rumors you heard when you first went to the village. Look at Chen Jiaojiao, she was all dealt with by my bad temper. I have money now and am willing to do some good deeds. This is called doing good deeds and accumulating virtue. It doesn't mean that my nature has changed. Do you understand?"
As time went by, Lin Su subconsciously forgot that her daughter was a notorious shrew in the village.
He subconsciously thought of her as a weak girl.
Lin Su looked up at her daughter and couldn't help but sighed: "Who could have thought of this? At that time, I wanted to give you everything in the house to make up for you. Who could have thought that your arrival would bring such a big change to this family."
"This is called a harmonious family brings prosperity."
When the mother and daughter returned to the house, Lin Su suddenly remembered something: "Your grandpa has several younger brothers, all of whom are not born to the same mother. They didn't get along with our family much before. A few days ago, your grandpa sent a letter saying that the girl from his family, your aunt, was getting married. He asked our whole family to go over."
"They didn't contact me before, but they sent a letter after the girl got married? Where do they live?"
This was not the first time Meng Wantang knew that her grandfather had other brothers and sisters, but they had not been in contact for so many years.
"In the village."
Lin Su particularly dislikes those people.
"They look down on our family, thinking that your grandpa and grandma don't have a son, so they will be extinct sooner or later, so they don't care about us. In fact, this is not the main point. The main thing is that they are worried that your grandma and grandpa will have problems and implicate them. I heard that their son married a girl from a rich family, and they want to show off to our family."
Lin Su didn't want to go.
But he’s my uncle, I have to go.
"I'll go." Meng Wantang didn't want Lin Su to go, lest Lin Su get angry and get sick.
Lin Su said calmly: "Let's go together."
"I'll send the child to my mother-in-law."
"Row."
Meng Wantang originally wanted to send the child to Lan Youyi, but Lan Youyi thought it would be troublesome to carry the child's things back and forth, so she said that she would come directly on that day.
"It's done. My mother-in-law said she'll be coming over."
"Row."
Lin Su felt relieved.
After lunch, Meng Wantang took a short break before letting her bodyguard load the things into the car and then drove to Zhao Mingpu's house.
Zhao Mingpu's family eats millet rice.
There was no food on the table, just a large pot of steamed pickles and soybeans.
The food tasted bland to them.
One had no appetite, one couldn't eat, and there was a little kid who couldn't eat after seeing his father and grandmother couldn't eat.
Meng Wantang handed the roast duck she bought to the child: "This is the roast duck I bought especially for you. Try it and see if you like it."
Zhao Jiang's eyes lit up, but he didn't reach out to take it. Instead, he turned around to look at Zhao Mingpu.
"We have a lot of children, and they're all grown up. I'll find some of the children's old clothes. If you don't mind, you can give them to the children." After Meng Wantang finished speaking, Zhao Mingpu was stunned.
He shook his head and said, "No, there's nothing to dislike about this. When we were little, we couldn't wear other people's clothes even if we wanted to. We could only watch helplessly."
"Okay then, I'll have someone bring the clothes in."
Meng Wantang likes such open-minded people.
Originally, she didn't know that if she didn't wear her clothes anymore, she could wash them clean and give them away.
When she went to the countryside, she often saw some young female comrades who would bring back a few bags of clothes and shoes that their children could not wear during the National Day holiday. They would give these clean clothes and shoes to other children.
Those who received the clothes and shoes were also very happy.
The children in the village run around all day, so their clothes are never clean.
These clothes are of good quality.
I saved a lot of money in one go.
The money saved can do a lot of things.
Both those who send and receive clothes are very happy.
Meng Wantang was very envious at the time. She wished that someone could give her clothes when she was a child. She would definitely not despise it.
This way, she can use the money she earns from working hard to buy more food and more review materials.
When Zhao Mingpu heard this, he hurried out to help bring in the clothes.
When he got to the car and took a look, he was stunned.
"Why so many?"
The bodyguard knew that Zhao Mingpu was the one that Meng Wantang had chosen, so he lowered his voice and said to Zhao Mingpu, "Our boss has four sons and two daughters. The sons have all grown up, and these clothes can't be kept for the two little girls, so he packed some of them. I wonder how many of these clothes they have left? Some of the clothes have never been worn by the children, and some have only been worn twice. The boss specially picked out clothes that are 90% new to pack in. Don't take these clothes lightly."
"That can't be done. That absolutely can't be done."
Zhao Mingpu's hands were shaking.
He knew that his boss was a good man, but he didn't expect him to be so kind.
He seemed to have endless energy now.
I can’t wait to go to the factory’s laboratory to research new products.
In the room.
Meng Wantang was already sitting in front of the old lady: "When I gave you the needles, they were inserted into your back. This is called acupuncture, and it is used to treat your illness. You need to cooperate and turn over now."
"Come on, girl, do whatever you want. Don't be afraid if it doesn't work. I won't blame you."
The old lady was about to turn over, and Meng Wantang helped her turn over with a light force of her hands.
"Auntie, I learned the skills of a child. I can learn what others take ten years to learn in less than a year. You can understand that I am a natural born medical saint. Although saying this is a bit of self-flattering, you must absolutely believe in my medical skills, they are 100% reliable."
After Meng Wantang finished speaking, she began to disinfect the old lady's quilt.
She found that the old lady had taken a bath and was clean. Without asking, she knew what Zhao Mingpu had been doing at home during the few hours she was home.
He must have cleaned up the house immediately after he left, and then gave the old lady a bath, letting her lie cleanly on the kang, waiting for her to come and treat her.
Although the old lady was usually clean, she just looked a little cleaner now.
"You've been studying medicine since you were young, but I heard you're a big boss, right?"
The old lady has a good attitude.
"My main job is to be a doctor who treats patients. I also opened a clinic. My clinic is on the street in front of Qianmen. When you can walk by yourself, you can take the bus to visit. When you get there, as long as you ask who is good at treating patients and can cure some difficult and complicated diseases, people will definitely say Dr. Meng from Meng's Clinic."
"Really?"
The old lady was very surprised.
Meng Wantang smiled: "Of course it's true, how could I lie to you?"
“I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to walk again.”
Meng Wantang: "Of course. You don't believe in yourself, but you have to believe in me."
She inserted the needle calmly while talking.
A child next to him was watching intently without saying a word. If it weren't for the breathing sound, everyone would have thought he was a fake child.
Meng Wantang turned her head to look at Zhao Jiang and asked him with a smile: "Why? Are you interested in this?"
Zhao Jiang's eyes sparkled: "Is this easy to learn?"
"It's not easy to learn. For example, there are many different acupuncture techniques. A truly amazing Chinese medicine practitioner can use the needle in his hand to snatch a person's head from the hands of the devil. This requires basic skills. You can't just prick others randomly, you can only prick yourself."
Seeing that the child was listening very attentively, Meng Wantang explained some acupuncture techniques.
For example, those so-called lost techniques.
There are also very simple ones.
After she finished speaking, she asked the child a few more questions and found that the child seemed to be particularly talented.
"Come, I'll teach you how to take a pulse."
Meng Wantang asked the child to feel the old lady's pulse: "Your grandmother's pulse..."
Zhao Mingpu moved several packages in, then walked to the bedroom door. When he saw this warm scene, he secretly wiped his eyes.
He didn't go in, but squatted outside quietly.
"So there are so many things to learn?" Zhao Jiang was surprised, then curiously pressed the old lady's pulse and continued to feel what Meng Wantang said.
He held his own pulse again, and then secretly placed his little hand in front of Meng Wantang.
Meng Wantang smiled, held his pulse, and continued to tell him relevant knowledge.
The children were fascinated by what they heard.
Seeing that the child was interested, Meng Wantang talked to him a little more.
"If you really want to study, I've brought you two books tomorrow. Please read them first."
"Master, I will watch carefully."
Meng Wantang raised her eyebrows. This kid really knows how to climb up the ladder.
She doesn't hate it at all.
"When you have nothing to do, massage your grandma's waist like this."
Meng Wantang pulled out all the needles, sterilized them and put them away again, then taught the child a few massage techniques. She didn't expect Zhao Jiang to learn them, because she was also talking to Zhao Mingpu.
Zhao Mingpu sneaked in when Meng Wantang was teaching his son massage. He stood quietly by the side without saying a word.
"This is auxiliary treatment. Even if a person feels unwell, they can press and massage the area."
Meng Wantang asked the child: "Have you remembered everything?"
The child nodded vigorously: "I remember everything."
"That's fine."
Meng Wantang stood up and glanced at the bodyguard standing at the door. The bodyguard immediately understood and handed over a file bag.
Meng Wantang took out a contract and handed it to Zhao Mingpu: "Since you have already agreed to work in the factory, let's sign this contract first."