Xiang Mingjie's face was flushed, but he didn't dare to speak.

Because Zhong Lao's lung fibrosis is an old problem accumulated over many years, it is naturally not so easy to treat.

Meng Chuan did acupuncture for three hours without removing the needle.

Chen Yizhen also rushed back at this time, and handed over a black lump the size of a thumb, like coal, which was the incense that Meng Chuan handed over to Chen Yizhen.

"Dean Chen came just in time, and I was about to pull out the needle. Meng Chuan smiled, asked people to find an incense burner, extinguished the incense, and placed it at the head of Zhong Lao's bed.

At the same time, Meng Chuan began to pull out the needle for Zhong Lao.

Although the needle was pricked, it took Meng Chuan half an hour to pull out the needle.

Finally, the last silver needle was removed, and Zhong Lao coughed lightly, and slowly opened his eyes!

Zhong Lao woke up!

A cadre of soldiers all surrounded him, Zhong Lao took a few breaths hard, and said in surprise: "Hey, my lungs don't seem to hurt at all, and it doesn't take hard to breathe." What is this scent? It smells warm and so pleasant. ”

"Dad, are you alright?!" Zhong Qi asked excitedly.

Zhong Lao shook his head, signaling that he was fine, and then sat up by himself.

The guard next to him was shocked and hurriedly tried to stop him: "Old chief, your body ......"

Meng Chuan waved his hand and said, "It's okay, just let the old chief sit up, his body is no longer in trouble." ”

"Acupuncture, I can do it once, and the rest is medication. I will prescribe another prescription in a while, you let people decoct the medicine, and give it to the old chief to drink once a day, and in about a month, the problem of pulmonary fibrosis should be cured. ”

"As for the problem of lung atrophy, it requires the incense burned by Dean Chen. This incense was lit for the old chief every two days, and when he used up seven pieces, the atrophy of his lungs was cured. ”

In other words, in a month, Meng Chuan will be able to completely cure Zhong Lao!

Zhong Qi was very grateful when he heard this, and saluted Meng Chuan, his eyes were red, and said, "Thank you Doctor Meng for saving our old chief, salute!"

"Salute!" the rest of the officers also saluted, and their movements were uniform and imposing.

Meng Chuan smiled and said, "You don't need to be so polite. I am a doctor, and it is my vocation to heal the sick and save people. My medicine should not have any discomfort and no side effects. If there is any problem with Zhong Lao's body, you can go to the Jiangbei Medical Center to find me. ”

"Okay, then thank you Doctor Meng!" Zhong Qi nodded, full of gratitude.

Xiang Mingjie on the side was left aside, feeling extremely embarrassed. In the end, he left quietly, and he didn't even have the face to ask for a consultation fee.

Zhong Lao was very happy to learn that it was Meng Chuan who saved him, and also prescribed a prescription, saying that he could cure his illness radically, and left Meng Chuan to talk for a long time.

In the end, Zhong Lao asked his guard to hand over a pass, gave it to Meng Chuan, and said with a smile: "Xiao Meng, thanks to you, I feel warm in my lungs now, as if there is no problem at all." ”

"This is a pass for the Nanjiang Military Region, and with this pass, you can enter the Nanjiang Military Region at any time. If you have anything in the future, you can come to me, or Zhong Qi, as long as it is not something that endangers society, we will try to help you settle it. ”

"In addition, the money will naturally not be less, we are all military generals, we can not give much, two million is the meaning, don't dislike it. ”

After a pause, Zhong Lao continued to smile and said, "Then again, Doctor Meng, I remember that you said that you were working in a medical hall, right?"

Meng Chuan smiled: "Zhong Lao really has a good memory. That's right, I'm helping my uncle in a small medical hall now, which is the Jiangbei Medical Center I just mentioned. ”

Zhong Lao said with a smile: "With Divine Doctor Meng's medical skills, it's really a pity to be in a small medical hall." If you want, I can let you go to the Nanjiang Military Military Hospital, what do you think?"

The Nanjiang Military Region Hospital is the only hospital in the Nanjiang Military Region that has cooperated with the military, and its doctors specialize in treating military leaders, and its status can be imagined, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best hospital in the Nanjiang area.

Zhong Lao's condition is extremely generous, because Hengzhou is just a city in Nanjiang, and even the best first hospital in Hengzhou cannot be compared with the hospital of Nanjiang Military Region.

As long as Meng Chuan enters the Nanjiang Military Military Hospital, the treatment is naturally needless to say, and his status is not under Chen Yizhen, if he can sit in the position of attending physician in the future, it is only a matter of time before he is recommended to the Beijing Medical Association and becomes a famous saint of traditional Chinese medicine in the country.

Basically, a doctor would not refuse this temptation.

However, for Meng Chuan, the so-called treatment, fame and fortune are nothing more than false fame. As a person who has lived a new life, he just wants to protect what he didn't protect before, that's all.

Therefore, Meng Chuan smiled faintly and said, "There is no need for this, old chief." I was still quite happy in my own medical center, and I didn't want to go to the military hospital. ”

"Is it......" Zhong Lao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and said helplessly, "Since that's the case, then I won't be reluctant." In short, if Dr. Meng has any thoughts in this regard, you can contact me at any time. The door of the military hospital is open to you at any time!"

"Then thank you, old chief. Meng Chuan said politely.

In the evening, Meng Chuan drove home from the sanatorium.

But on the way, Meng Chuan always felt as if he had forgotten something, and Meng Chuan couldn't remember what he had forgotten.

It wasn't until he was about to return to the hospital that Meng Chuan slammed on the brakes.

"It's over! Big Tachibana forgot to pick it up!"

......

On the second floor of the medical hall, Meng Chuan's room.

The big orange face was stuffed into his rice bowl, and he slashed at the cat food, and the body of the food twitched and twitched, Meng Chuan was afraid that it would burp at any time.

"You...... How long has it been since you eaten, and the people at the pet shelter have abused you?" Meng Chuan asked cautiously.

Big Orange raised his head and glanced at Meng Chuan, and said, "Don't mention those stupid humans to this seat! This tonnage is the same amount as those palm-sized kittens, is this reasonable?!"

Meng Chuan wiped the sweat from his head and said, "Be quiet, don't go back and summon Uncle Jiang and Ke'er." ”

"I can't manage so much!" the more Tachibana said, the more angry he became, "What's even more annoying is that they keep this seat in a cage all day long, and they all come around to see this seat, saying that this seat is the fattest cat they have ever seen!"

"This seat is so big, have you eaten their rice?!What does it matter to them whether they are fat or not?!"

"And you!I said that I had been going to pick up this seat for three days, but I didn't come to pick up this seat until the evening, did I forget this seat?!"