Siheyuan: Happy life of the son-in-law of a founding general

Wang Zhian quickly returned home and went to the bedroom. He found that he had sweated a little while at Yi Zhonghai's house.

Actually, it's already twelve o'clock and it's still relatively cool at night. I just spoke a little loudly just now and (pretended to be) a little excited.

After cooling off with the air conditioner, I fell asleep. Of course, I slept with Bai Ling in my arms.

When he woke up the next day, Bai Ling was already awake and looking at him with a loving look. He wanted more, so he immediately hugged Bai Ling and kissed her. Then, the two of them got busy again.

Bai Ling was a little more experienced now, unlike two days ago. This busy process took more than 20 minutes. They went to the bathroom to wash up and then started making breakfast.

During breakfast, Wang Zhian took his bowl and chopsticks and went to the patio. This guy was eating egg noodles today, and there were two eggs. Most people would be jealous. Eating eggs for breakfast, and there were two eggs. This kind of life would be very envious for normal people.

In the courtyard, Wang Zhian began to call Yi Zhonghai, "Master Yi, are you up yet?"

After a while, Yi Zhonghai came out and looked at Wang Zhian, looking very flattering, "I just got up, Doctor Wang."

"Well, Master Yi, did you follow what I told you after I left last night? How is the situation?"

Yi Zhonghai suddenly felt a little shy. Although he was almost 40 years old, after all, according to the old tradition of Daxia, such things could not be said publicly. He could only whisper, "I did what Doctor Xiao Wang said, and it was pretty good."

It's obvious that he was very satisfied with the result, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a good mood and so humble.

At this time, many people in the courtyard came over, obviously wanting to see the fun. Gossip is part of human nature.

For example, the deaf old lady came over, and He Yuzhu also came over. It was a pity that Jia Zhang was driven away and imprisoned, otherwise she would have come over. This old woman loved to listen to gossip and spread rumors.

Seeing that more and more people were watching the fun, Wang Zhian formally spoke, which could be considered an explanation.

"Last night, Master Yi drank the medicine I gave him and had a strong reaction. He said it hurt a lot and asked me what was wrong. He suspected that I was deliberately targeting him and framing him..."

Yi Zhonghai said immediately, "No, there is absolutely no such thing. It was just that the pain was too severe yesterday, as if my intestines were broken, and I was a little nervous."

"Yes, I'm just a little nervous." Auntie tried to smooth things over. Auntie felt how powerful Wang Zhian's medicine was last night.

Wang Zhian added, "Later I told Master Yi that this is the only way this medicine would work, so I asked him to give it a try. So now I want to ask Master Yi, was my medicine magical last night? Was it powerful?"

Yi Zhonghai, who was about to find a hole to hide in, hesitated for a while before saying, "The medicine prescribed by Doctor Xiao Wang is really magical and very powerful."

Wang Zhian immediately laughed.

He added, "The reason why Master Yi was infertile before was because of insufficient Yang Qi. That thing was like flour, not strong enough, so there was nothing he could do. My medicine made him recover. Now Master Yi admits that it is amazing."

"However, Master Yi, this condition is very complicated. We need to take our time and continue to take medicine."

What could Yi Zhonghai say? He could only say, thank you, Doctor Xiao Wang.

Of course, I was cursing in my heart, thinking that Wang Zhian did it on purpose.

Who knew Wang Zhian would say, "Master Yi, I am a doctor. I am analyzing the condition. Only in this way can there be progress. Only then will you know how to better cooperate with the treatment. Don't make a fuss in the future. Do you understand?"

"..." Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai, who was in so much pain that he thought he was dead, had to admit at this moment that it was all my fault.

It was also from this morning that the beasts in the courtyard not only knew that Yi Zhonghai was infertile, but also knew why he was infertile. It was just that he couldn't have children, just like flour.

It would be strange if this worked. So everyone looked at Yi Zhonghai with a strange expression.

Before Wang Zhian came to Siheyuan, Yi Zhonghai had a high status in the courtyard, and could even be considered the highest. This was mainly because Yi Zhonghai was the top technician in the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill and had the highest salary.

Most of the residents in the Siheyuan are from the Siheyuan area. Yi Zhonghai's status is naturally very high.

But now, when people look at Yi Zhonghai, they will immediately think that Yi Zhonghai is not good, Yi Zhonghai is like flour. Of course, thanks to Wang Zhian, he was cured and is said to be very good.

In this case, if Yi Zhonghai and Wang Zhian have any conflicts in the future, everyone will blame Yi Zhonghai. After all, he cured your illness and made you have no offspring.

After chatting with Yi Zhonghai, Wang Zhian asked about the deaf old lady again, asking if her hearing was better than before.

"Much better, thank you Doctor Wang." Because she can hear clearly, the deaf old lady now speaks much softer.

This is what we often say: a deaf person does not know how loud his own voice is.

After this, Wang Zhian finished his noodles and returned home. Soon, he and Bai Ling went to the gate of the courtyard and went to work.

Wang Zhian went to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill Hospital and saw more than 40 patients in the morning, with amazing efficiency. However, Director Chen may have been affected by the reactions of other doctors or something, and did not give Wang Zhian any more numbers.

After lunch, Vice President Deng came over and said that the district hospital had someone to invite him to. Needless to say, it was about Lou Bancheng.

I took Vice President Deng's car to the district hospital, and Zhong Hanming was waiting at the door. This Director Zhong obviously wanted to show his attitude towards Wang Zhian. He was eager to recruit talents.

Of course, Zhong Hanming also showed a good attitude towards Vice President Deng. They were all elites in the same circle, and they would meet each other every day. There was no need to fight to the death and make them estranged forever.

"Doctor Wang, I asked you to come here because Mr. Lou has recovered well after taking your blood-replenishing medicine. I asked you to come for a follow-up visit."

"Okay, let me see."

When Wang Zhian arrived at the intensive care unit, Lou Xiao'e was sitting and Lou Bancheng was half lying down, both of them seemed to be in a good mood. Wang Zhian took a look and saw that Lou Bancheng looked good, which was a good thing.

"Mr. Lou, your recovery is going well. You will probably be discharged from the hospital in a few days." Wang Zhian said after checking for a while.

"Thank you, nephew Wang Da..." Lou Bancheng also seemed very happy, and then said to Lou Xiao'e, "Ezi, why don't you call someone."

Lou Xiao'e looked at Wang Zhian and immediately said, "Thank you, Brother Zhian."

Seeing Lou Xiao'e's expression, Wang Zhian couldn't help laughing and almost wanted to touch the back of Lou Xiao'e's head, but when he remembered that her father was here, he quickly held back.

This is a habit that has been formed.

Lou Bancheng, sensing that his body was recovering well, was in a good mood and said to Wang Zhian, "If I go home to recuperate, I wonder if my dear nephew Zhian can temporarily serve as my health care doctor and be my family doctor for a while."

Wang Zhian thought about it, looked at Lou Xiaoe's expectant eyes, and said, "Okay, Mr. Lou, but I can't stay with you all the time."

"Can't you stay at my house for a while?" Lou Bancheng seemed a little disappointed.

"I still have to go to work, but I'll visit Mr. Lou often."

After hearing this, Lou Bancheng hesitated for a moment, thinking that this was Wang Zhian’s bottom line, so he had to agree.

After talking about his own affairs, Lou Bancheng asked again, "Nephew Zhian, are you interested in serving as the vice president of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill Hospital, or the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department?"

This time, not only Lou Xiao'e was stunned, Zhong Hanming was stunned, and even Vice President Deng was stunned.

Now Wang Zhian is just a new doctor. Although he is a skilled doctor, he has to first become an attending physician, then deputy director of the department, then director of the department, and then vice president.

This is simply a step-up to heaven, a promotion of four or five levels.

"Well, Mr. Lou, I'm not suitable. I just arrived at the factory hospital."

"Zhi'an, in the medical profession, real ability is valued. If you have ability, you are naturally a good doctor. The saying that ambition does not matter when you are old is exactly what this means."

Because it involved specific work, the two of them addressed each other in a much more formal way.

Seeing that Vice President Deng's eyes were confused, Lou Bancheng said, "Old Deng, Old Huang may need to change to a new position. I think you can take his place."

When Vice President Deng heard this, his blood immediately boiled over and he said loudly, "Thank you, Mr. Lou."

Zhong Hanming, who was standing by, was in deep sorrow. Lou Bancheng, that old bastard, made Wang Zhian the vice president, and he couldn't poach him. He was just a small department director.

Looking at Lou Bancheng, I couldn't help but feel a little resentful. I saved your life, and you treat me like this.

At the same time, thousands of miles away on the anti-Eagle Sauce battlefield, Wang Zhiyong, who always likes to remain silent, was watching the Eagle Sauce army that was constantly rushing up.

There were only thirteen people left around him, and six of them were slightly injured.