Master Doctor in the City

When Liao Bingxue made dinner, the three sat down to have dinner together. Of course, Liao Wenen wanted to find a time to meet Ye Chen's grandfather, Ye Dao.

"Xiaoxue, the last time you went to Ye Chen's hometown and saw Ye Chen's grandfather, what kind of person did you find him?" Liao Wenen looked at his granddaughter and asked.

"Grandpa Ye usually seldom speaks, but he is very enthusiastic." Liao Bingxue said.

She naturally remembered it very clearly. Although she hadn't stayed in Zhaojiacun for a long time, she was rarely impressed by Ye Chen's grandfather.

Ye Chen knows that his grandfather’s personality is like that, or that he has seen it like this since he was a child. He rarely sees his grandfather taking the initiative to talk to him. Except for some Chinese medicine, he doesn’t understand. In addition, other villagers When he comes to see him, he may ask some patients questions.

If so, in Liao Wenen’s opinion, Ye Chen’s grandfather should be an old man who is very skilled in Chinese medicine, but he has been hidden in the small mountain village for so many years. He has not heard anything about him, which is enough to show that he should Is a person with a story.

After the three of them had dinner, Liao Wenen said, "Is this only one?"

Part of the translation of the "Qing Nang Jing" is just this one, which was copied by Grandpa Ye Chen himself. However, if Liao Wenen wanted to watch it at any time, naturally he had to have one more book.

"Lao Liao, I will take a copy now, so you can read it at any time." Ye Chen said.

"You still know me." In this case, Ye Chen took the crude translation and left the Liao's National Medical Center, and then went to a nearby copy shop to prepare to copy the crude translation.

When I arrived there, the owner of the copy shop who was still operating, was surprised that Ye Chen copied this book which was even more primitive than the pirated books on the street.

"Young man, just copy this book?" the middle-aged boss asked.

"Yes, it's this one," Ye Chen said.

"If this is the case, then fifty cents a piece." Now this crude translation has more than one hundred pages, so it would cost about sixty to seventy yuan.

If you are in a bookstore, you can buy a thick book for 60 or 70 yuan. However, the copy shop is like this, small profits but quick turnover, and it is not considered small profits.

"How about two copies? One hundred yuan will do?" Ye Chen asked.

"One hundred yuan, yes," the copy shop owner said. For him, making one copy is the same as turning on the machine, making two copies at the same time, just adding a sheet of paper at the same time.

This white paper is the least valuable. You can buy a stack for a few cents.

Ye Chen carefully pulled away the black line of the crude translation, and then took it out one by one and copied it one by one. There were numbered pages on it. Ye Chen was not afraid of making mistakes.

When the copy shop owner started to make copies, Ye Chen helped with it. Naturally, he was afraid of being blown away by the wind. It would be incomplete by then.

It took about 20 minutes before and after, and after the two copies were copied, they still had a crude translation with a strong ink smell. However, there were no small holes in the two copies of the paper. After Ye Chen asked the boss to press the small holes with the machine, the small holes were more neat and looked much more beautiful. Then, they can be connected in series with black or white lines. .

Ye Chen connected his original copy back with a black thread. After he took it, he took out one hundred yuan and handed it to the owner of the copy shop, and then took the other two copies of crude translation paper to Liao's family. Go back in the direction of the Chinese Medicine Museum.

The owner of the copy shop, although he was curious about what Ye Chen was doing in printing that crude translation, he couldn't understand it, so he didn't pay any attention.

When returning to Liao's National Medical Center, Ye Chen found that Liao Lao and Liao Bingxue were still sitting there.

"Done the copy?" Liao Wenen asked hurriedly.

"All here, two copies." Ye Chen said.

At this moment, when Liao Bingxue looked at Ye Chen, a different smile appeared. Liao Wenen knew that Ye Chen would never forget his granddaughter.

Although Liao Bingxue's knowledge of Chinese medicine is much less than that of him, he is also very fond of Chinese medicine.

Ye Chen handed them to the two and said, "Lao Liao, take the black wire or the white wire in series, so that it won't be easy to disperse."

Such black and white lines are also available here in the Liao's National Medical Center. After Liao Bingxue went to find them, Ye Chen and her quickly connected the two scattered papers.

While Liao Wenen was watching, Ye Chen checked the time. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and Ye Chen would still have classes tomorrow morning, so he was going back to Dongfang University City.

"Lao Liao, Sister Bingxue, I have classes tomorrow morning, and I am going back to Dongfang University City." Ye Chen said.

"Then be careful when you drive back." Liao Wenen said.

When Ye Chen was about to get in the car, remembering that Liu Ziqi had checked out, he took out the stack of cash from his pocket and handed it to Liao Bingxue.

Liao Bingxue found it strange, why did Ye Chen give her money?

"What do you mean by giving me money?" Liao Bingxue asked.

"This is the cost of my classmate who rented a room at Oriental University to recuperate some time ago. Now she is completely ill, so she checked out today." Ye Chen said.

When Liao Bingxue heard Ye Chen talk about it, she understood it. Since that was the case, she didn't say anything and took the stack of cash directly.

Ye Chen took out the key to the suite, thought for a while, and asked: "Sometimes, I might have to go back to the city to see a doctor. When I returned to Dongfang University City, the dormitory was closed, and I was afraid that other houses would be disturbed. Friends, can I rent that suite to use?"

Originally, the suite was Liao Bingxue's welfare house, but she didn't live there. However, Ye Chen didn't know, and thought it was Liao Bingxue's friend in Dongfang University City?

"Yes." Liao Bingxue said.

"Then you remember to tell your friend, I will pay five thousand yuan a month." Ye Chen said.

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he went outside. After he got in the car and left, Liao Wenen in the lobby asked strangely: "Xiaoxue, isn't that suite your own? How do you collect Ye Chen's money?"

"I did it on purpose." Liao Bingxue said.

Liao Wenen discovered that his granddaughter's look tonight was also different from the past. It was cold and hot. I wonder if Ye Chen provoke her?

Ye Chen went back to the Oriental University City at a normal speed. When he returned to the parking lot of the Oriental University, he found that it was already 11:40 in the evening. It was impossible to get in from the dormitory stairs now.

When he stopped and got out of the car, he could only go to the apartment Liu Ziqi had rented before. Soon, I came downstairs, opened the door of the building, went up to the third floor, and opened the door with the key to enter inside.

Now it is much simpler than when Liu Ziqi lived here. Except for the shabby sofa, there are no household appliances, but electricity and water are still in normal use.

In the room where he entered Liu Ziqi's room, there seemed to be Liu Ziqi's old body fragrance.