Yang Chong smiled and said, "It's mainly because Mr. Zhou usually pays attention to exercise and has a good physical foundation. My treatment is just to save the symptoms and emergency. A good body is his best asset."

At this time, the guard on the sidelines saw Yang Chong and Zhou Xiaobai and took the initiative to remind Mr. Zhou on the field.

Mr. Zhou handed the ball to the others and walked over with a smile: "Xiao Yang, come here? Do you like playing ball? Do you want to come over and play with us?"

Yang Chong smiled and said, "Forget it. I can't even hold the ball steadily. I won't bully you in front of you, Mr. Zhou."

Mr. Zhou laughed: "Don't be so modest. I bet you are not a bad basketball player. Maybe you are just afraid of embarrassing me."

He waved his hand and said, "Let's go and get acupuncture. Today is the last day. I have troubled you for so many days, and today is finally the end."

When he arrived home, Yang Chong was not in a hurry to give Zhou acupuncture, because Mr. Zhou had just finished exercising and was sweating all over. His pores were open, so it was not suitable for acupuncture at this time.

"Xiao Yang, have you thought about what I said last time? Are you really unwilling to come to our military hospital? You'd better think about it carefully. My husband Zhennan told me that he hopes you will think about it carefully and that their army really needs talents like you." said Mr. Zhou.

Yang Chong shook his head: "Mr. Zhou, I also know that this opportunity is rare. The conditions in the army are not comparable to those in the factory, but I still can't stand the constraints of the army. I prefer the freer environment in the factory."

"What if you're just a temporary official and don't have to work in the hospital?" A voice suddenly came from outside the house, and then Zhou Zhennan, dressed in military uniform, walked in with a smile.

"Xiao Yang, do you think this will work? You can work in our military hospital, but you don't have to be on duty in the hospital on weekdays. We will only ask you to come when the hospital encounters difficult-to-treat complicated diseases or critically ill patients. What do you think?" Zhou Zhennan said.

When Mr. Zhou heard this, he immediately said, "Okay, this is a good idea. You don't have to work, and you don't have to abide by the military and hospital disciplines. You don't have to worry too much, and you can better use your medical skills."

Yang Chong was really moved. Just as he hesitated, Zhou Zhennan said, "Little brother, this is my greatest sincerity. Our hospital, the army, and the country all need talents like you. I hope you won't reject me again this time."

Having said that, Yang Chong naturally couldn't refuse anymore. He thought about it and finally nodded: "Okay, as long as the hospital needs me, I'll be there at your service."

As soon as he said this, a satisfied smile suddenly appeared on Old Zhou's face. Even Zhou Xiaobai beside him clapped his hands excitedly and said, "That's great, Brother Yang. Now I have the opportunity to learn more about medicine from you."

These days, when he was giving acupuncture treatment to Mr. Zhou, Zhou Xiaobai had been following him and learning. Just now he was regretting that he would not have the opportunity to learn from him in the future.

Zhou Zhennan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "That's right. OK, Xiao Yang, I will report to the higher-ups immediately and handle the formalities as soon as possible. Just wait for my good news."

After saying that, he hurried out again.

Next, he began to give Mr. Zhou acupuncture. Zhou Xiaobai watched attentively as always, asking questions from time to time and taking careful notes in a notebook with a pen.

Thirty minutes later, Yang Chong pulled out the silver needle and massaged Mr. Zhou's body for a while before getting up and saying goodbye.

Just as I walked to the door, I happened to see Zhou Zhennan coming back: "Just in time, Xiao Yang, the matter is settled. Here, this is your certificate. From now on, you will be a nominal doctor in the military hospital."

Then he handed a certificate to him.

Yang Chong flipped through it and saw his name clearly written on it. His position was the attending physician of the military hospital, and there was even a military rank below: Lieutenant!

Yang Chong was shocked. How did he become an officer all of a sudden?

Zhou Zhennan saw his doubts and took the initiative to explain: "The doctors in our military hospital all have military ranks. Logically speaking, your rank as the attending physician should be at least captain, but you just joined after all, so I decided to reduce your rank by one level."

"Then this photo..." Yang Chong still had questions. Zhou Zhennan had never asked him for a photo. Where did the photo on this ID come from?

Zhou Zhennan smiled: "Of course I asked for it from your factory."

Yang Chong suddenly realized that Zhou Zhennan had been determined to get him, and had been secretly operating this matter without waiting for his consent. However, the confidentiality work was done extremely well, and he did not get any information before.

It seems that individuals are really insignificant in front of the state apparatus.

"Xiao Li, drive Xiao Yang back." Because it was already late, Zhou Zhennan did not let Zhou Xiaobai go to send Yang Chong back, but instructed his driver instead.

When the car arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Yang Chong got out of the car and greeted the driver. Just as he was about to go in, the driver Xiao Li also jumped out of the car: "Wait, Doctor Yang, Minister Zhou also asked me to bring you something."

Then he took out a thick envelope from his pocket and said, "Minister Zhou said this is the reward you deserve for saving Mr. Zhou's life. He asked me to hand it over because he was afraid you would refuse."

Yang Chong declined several times, but Xiao Li forced it upon him: "Doctor Yang, please don't refuse. Otherwise, I won't be able to report back."

Yang Chong had no choice but to accept it. But that was not all. Xiao Li took out a bag of flour and a bag of rice from the back and said, "The commander also said that the New Year is coming and food is in short supply. This little bit of food is a New Year gift for you."

Yang Chong thought to himself, although food may be in short supply for others, it is nothing to me. I have a lot of it in my space.

But he naturally wouldn't say this out loud. He took it with both hands and thanked him repeatedly, then Xiao Li drove away.

Yang Chong walked into the yard carrying rice and flour on his shoulders. People in the yard were very envious, especially Yan Bugui, who said with a sigh, "Tsk tsk, after all, he is Chongzi, he is capable, he buys whole bags of white flour and rice at a time, unlike us, we have to mix corn flour with black flour to eat."

Yang Chong said, "Third uncle, you are joking. These are gifts given to me by people who saw that I was not doing well last year. Otherwise, how could I have the money to buy so many?"

Then he casually asked, "How is Xie Cheng and his girlfriend doing now?"

Yan Bugui said: "Fortunately, Jie Cheng tried to find her a few more times, and Yu Li finally met him again. However, the engagement will not be finalized for a while, and he said he needs to think about it again."

Yang Chong said, "It's okay. She'll know after a while. Xie Cheng is now a worker in a state-owned factory. With your job as a primary school teacher, the couple has a stable job. Not every family has such conditions. This marriage is inevitable."

Yan Bugui smiled and said, "Thanks to your good wishes, I will treat you to wedding candy when it really comes true. Chongzi, to be honest, Third Uncle has always remembered your kindness in his heart. You are a real person and you get things done."

As he spoke, he glanced towards the central courtyard and whispered, "Unlike that old Yi, who always says one thing and means another. He claims to uphold justice, but even a fool can see that he favors the Jia family. Isn't it just to get Jia Dongxu to take care of him in his old age? Now that Jia Dongxu is dead, who can he count on to take care of him in his old age? Should he count on Bang Geng?"

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