Siheyuan: The miracle doctor signs in, cuts off Hu Qinhuairu

Song Xian is not kidding, there are rules for doing everything, the ancestors have always said so, but there are very few things that can be done, it seems that when they formulate these rules, they are only used to restrict others. As for whether you can achieve it, it doesn't matter.

Looking at Song Xian's back, he was sure that he had gone far away. Director Cao shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Master is still a master. Now it seems that his old man's dishes are really capable. It seems that he has already prepared them before him. Afterwards, even my own son's future has been properly arranged!"

His eyes are serious and his face is cold.

It's just that Director Cao couldn't have any evil thoughts in his heart.

Because Song Xian is not a vase, but a real doer, with superb and brilliant medical skills, calm and restrained.

Neither arrogant nor impetuous, neither impetuous nor impetuous.

Such a person is very popular, no matter at any time.

Song Xian walked into the infirmary and met Zhao Jianguo in the consultation room. There were no patients at this time, and he was chewing a medical book with great interest, "Jianguo, can you digest it all?"

Zhao Jianguo scratched his head, and said with a simple and honest smile: "Master, some things are similar to what we have learned, but some things are quite different, and it may seem a bit difficult..."

Song Xian nodded and said, "It's okay if it's difficult. These books are very precious, and some of them are very advanced, but as long as you can master them well, I believe you will benefit a lot!"

Zhao Jianguo nodded, and suddenly remembered that Director Cao asked Master to go to the office just now, and asked curiously, "Master, Director Cao will not make things difficult for you, will he?"

He could ask such a question, but he still felt that Song Xian's medical skills were excellent.

Jealousy and jealousy.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, it is very common.

Song Xian's face was startled, he knew that Zhao Jianguo guessed Director Cao's mind with the "little heart", raised his hand and said: "You, don't think so badly about Director Cao, she is looking for me. In order to treat people, there is no other meaning!"

Zhao Jianguo had a look of guilt on his face. He had no place to put his hands at this time. He grinned and said, "Master, it's me who has a small belly!"

His expression was like he was saying 'slap yourself hard' with some inexplicable frustration.

and.

If Director Cao heard these words, he would definitely be put in shoes, right?

Seeing Zhao Jianguo's expression, Song Xian shook his head and smiled and said, "Think about something useful all day long, focus more on improving your medical skills, read more ancient books, and cultivate your temperament. The essence of our country is to be approachable and easy-going. Dao, don't be impetuous!"

In fact, Song Xian is self-aware. His medical skills are superb, but as a master, he is still far behind.

At least he was not a person who liked to be a teacher from beginning to end.

However, Zhao Jianguo regarded Song Xian's words as his standard. He felt that although Song Xian's words were not entirely correct, they made sense because of Song Xian's superb medical skills.

He nodded earnestly, and said solemnly: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely study hard, improve myself, and never give up!"

Song Xian nodded.

He raised his hand to signal Zhao Jianguo to go out.

Now the infirmary has its own area.

However, in the infirmary, Zhao Jianguo has always been in charge of tidying up Song Xian's consultation room, and he is fully responsible for the daily preparations. He is Song Xian's personal secretary.

Zhao Jianguo walked out of the consultation room.

Just met Wang Xiaomei.

Wang Xiaomei asked: "What's wrong with our master?"

Zhao Jianguo said solemnly: "Master is nothing!"

Wang Xiaomei said with a disbelieving expression on her face, "Director Cao generally doesn't allow people to enter her office...unless..."

Zhao Jianguo followed Wang Xiaomei's words and said with a smile, "Unless it's a mistake, or something great?"

Wang Xiaomei looked at Zhao Jianguo with suspicious but not clear eyes.

Zhao Jianguo laughed loudly and said, "Our master must have encountered a great event!"

Wang Xiaomei said angrily: "Zhao Jianguo, go home tonight and prepare to kneel on the washboard!"

Zhao Jianguo froze as if struck by five thunders.

The joy before was gone.

He opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but it was too late.

His expression at the moment seemed to be saying, "It's all my mouth, how can I be so cheap?" He wanted to cry but had no tears.

Sure enough, a woman's butt cannot be touched.

The tigress probably looks like Wang Xiaomei now, right?
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It was already afternoon in the courtyard, and many people were leaving get off work one after another. The women at home started cooking and waited for the men to come back. After dinner, they had to go to the courtyard to gather.

This has become an essential leisure time for the people in the courtyard, to eliminate the fatigue of the day and kill a long time in the bustle.

Xu Damao got off work very early, and even walking was windy.

As soon as he walked into the front yard of the courtyard, he ran into the third master, Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui waved to Xu Damao, and asked with a smile: "Xu Damao, the sun is really coming out from the west. I usually don't see you, why did you come back so early today?"

If you want to say that in the courtyard, who lives the most chic, it must be Xu Damao.

This guy is a projectionist.

Although it is a hard job, but because of this guy's high EQ and excellent interpersonal relationship, what was originally a hard job has turned into a beautiful job.

For example, when I go to the countryside to show a movie, I have never seen him get the equipment himself, but the villagers help. After the movie is over, the villagers will treat guests. Usually, I am reluctant to eat, and I use it to entertain him, the projectionist.

These people were extremely enthusiastic. They ate and drank, and finally prepared chicken, peanuts, and various walnuts for him.

This makes many people envious.

This includes Yan Pugui, and often takes advantage of it.

Xu Damao replied with a smile on his face: "You said that I look like a bad boy!"

Yan Bugui was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Aren't you just a child?"

Xu Damao stretched out a finger, and then stretched out another finger, protesting at Yan Bugui, and said: "Third Master, I am also a 20-year-old boy, and at 20 years old, I can do many things, such as Marry a wife, such as doing what adults can do!"

Yan Bugui snorted, and said lightly: "In my eyes, you are still a child!"

Xu Damao was speechless for a moment and remained silent.

He waved his hand, like a child who was angry, and said unconvinced: "Look at it this way, you are only a child, hmph, you are still an old stubborn, narrow-minded, preoccupied..."

If this scene is seen by others, they will definitely burst into laughter.

This middle-aged to young man.

It is really a landscape in the courtyard under the afterglow.

Yan Bugui might be a little angry, but he said unreasonably like a child: "You are a child, a child, a child..."

Xu Damao was not polite, and revealed the secret in his heart, "I will have a girlfriend soon, and her name is Lou Xiao'e!"