Autumn is gone with the leaves of many plants, and the smiling faces of the snowflakes in winter have arrived. Nature repeats its own regular life. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are the natural life. It is also a perched time for human beings to be relaxed, hot and cold balanced, and yin and yang are smooth.

Zhang Bo was off duty at home, and Zhu Rong called.

"Brother Zhang, are you at home?"

"Rest at home."

"It's snowing so hard today."

"Not really. Is there something wrong? ”

"I want to ask you to see my brother and daughter-in-law and diagnose it."

"What's going on?"

"Sick and amazed caused. She is a doctor, Zheng Wangcheng's, you may also know, her name is Liu Yijia, there was a medical accident, so she was silent, dropped things, and was very angry. ”

"Recognize. It's better to find a specialist, it may be psychotic. ”

"I've seen many hospitals, and it relapses after stopping the drug, so let's go and see it, I ask you if you don't go yet."

"..., when to go."

"Today, I'm going to pick you up today."

"All right, old girl."

Zhang Bo pressed the furnace with carbon and looked at the watch at nine o'clock. He packed up the outpatient box, which he brought back from the institute when he saw Wu Qing yesterday, put on a woolen coat and a scarf, and waited for Shi Rong to pick him up.

At more than half an hour, Zhu Rong's Otto stopped under the poplar tree, pressed two flutes, one long and one short, and Zhang Bo walked out. The scarf was running out of heat, and he locked the door and sat in the passenger seat.

Shi Rong was wearing a goose-white down jacket, a Beston brand, with a bottom on the lower body, black leather women's boots, very handsome, and a smile contained a very sweet taste.

"Wear more, it's too cold."

"It's okay, it's warm when I see you, and it's a fire in winter."

"Poor. Well, I'll be there for you every day. ”

"It was as warm in the car as it was by my fire."

"I turned on the air conditioner ahead of schedule."

"It's good to have an old girl."

"Don't suffer if you know my old girl!"

"It's me Zhang Bo who is blessed."

"Sit down and drive."

Shi Rong adjusted the front of the car and walked back. The car walked very slowly, and the snow on the road was as bright as a mirror, but the reason why the car did not dare to drive fast was that it was afraid that the pulley would hit the road next to the tree. Tree, covered in snow, like a king tree.

"School is on vacation, right?"

"There will be a period of time, about the twentieth lunar calendar."

"What do you do at school?"

"Teaching Office."

"What are you doing?"

"Correct the style of teaching. Some teachers have a 40-minute lesson, they only talk for about 20 minutes, and the rest of the time is for students to study on their own. The rest of their time is spent on entertainment, or fighting landlords with their mobile phones, reading idle books or something. ”

"With your strength and charm, it's not easy and pleasant."

"I just moved into the Teaching Office. There are difficulties in doing business. ”

"It makes sense, and there are difficulties in doing it."

"Do you have a driver's license?"

"I learned a driver's license without buying a car, and I can't do anything illegal."

Otto climbed into the upper village and continued on his way. Shi Rong's driving skills are still first-class.

"When you come back to eat at my house, you won't stay at my brother's house."

"I'll talk about it when I get back,"

Zhu Rong glanced at him, and Zhu Rong stopped laughing.

"I don't want to go when I hear what you say, I have wronged you!"

"I want to go, don't be angry."

"I'd like to go and say that."

"Good, good, it's better to be respectful than to obey."

The car passed the former Zheng Wangcheng Village, got on the bridge, and drove across the bridge to the Hou Zheng Wangcheng Village. After crossing the bridge, I went up the first street of King Zheng City, turned slightly to the east, and stopped in front of the gate of a ginkgo tree. Zhu Rong and Zhang Bo got out of the car, and Zhu Rong led the way into Liu Yijia's house in front.

"Shuangcheng, brother." Zhu Rong shouted in the courtyard.

Hearing the sound, the class glass door of the main hall opened, and it was Zhu Shuangcheng who came out. In his thirties, with a sad face, a stubble beard, puffy eyelids, and a melon seed face image of Zhu Rong.

"Sister, this is Dr. Zhang, sit in the hall." A smile welled up on his face. took the outpatient box, pushed open the aluminum alloy glass door, and let her and Zhang Bo into the living room.

Like many farmhouses, the living room is a living room, with the master bedroom next to each other. The sofa coffee table is arranged in the living room, and the coal stove in the hall is burning, and the hall is very warm.

There is a door in the wall, which is the door to the master bedroom, and from the living room there is direct access to the bedroom.

Zhang Bo sat down at the coffee table on the sofa and looked at the furnishings in the hall, which was very simple, there were two iron trees one meter high under the window of the hall, and the paintings of mountains and rivers painted by modern people were hung on the wall. There is also a welcome pine on the east wall.

"Doctor Zhang, please drink tea." Zhu Shuangcheng made tea, but the bowl was not brushed, and there were stains on the mouth of the tea bowl where the tea oil had dried. Zhu Shuangcheng poured three bowls of tea, one per person, and the tea bowl was steaming.

"Where's Yijia?" Zhu Rong asked Shuangcheng.

"Falling asleep in the bedroom." Shuangcheng pointed to the door on the west wall of the living room.

Zhu Rong stood up and pushed the door open and went in, and Zhang Bo followed.

On Simmons by the window, Liu Yijia was covered under two thick quilts, her head was pillowed on the side of the pillow, her hair was scattered, and a strand was still in the corner of her mouth, her face was a little swollen, and she couldn't tell whether it was a double eyelid or a single eyelid.

Seeing this, Zhu Rong's heart felt sour, a smart and clever Liu Yijia no longer exists. She reached out and covered her with a quilt, and straightened the strand of hair at the corner of her mouth, the strand of hair was soaked with saliva flowing out, and Zhu Rong's heart throbbed again: her heart was too fragile, too weak, in fact, everyone will be vulnerable, but to different degrees.

Liu Yijia opened her eyes violently, looked at Zhu Rong and Zhang Bo in a daze, and said to herself: "I killed the patient, and the Public Security Bureau came to arrest people." ”

Liu Yijia suddenly turned over and sat up. lifted the quilt and was about to run to the ground, Zhu Rong hurriedly stepped forward and held her down: "Yijia is obedient, don't move, I am your sister Zhu Rong, not a police officer of the Public Security Bureau." ”

"Hmmm,...。" Yijia's eyes were very dazed.

"Lie down and get a good night's sleep." Zhu Rong coaxed her to lie down like a child. and covered her with a quilt and motioned for Zhang Bo to start checking her pulse. Unexpectedly, before Zhang Bo's hand touched the pulse, Liu Yijia kicked off the quilt and stood up. Desperately tearing her head, her hair was more messy, her expression was more fierce, her eyes widened angrily, and she yelled: "Get out of the way, I want to be a doctor, I want to give injections to patients, I'm not afraid of the court, I'm not afraid of the public security bureau." ”

"Liu Yijia, wake up, everything has passed." Zhu Rong cried, she had nothing to do.

"You're the eldest sister, I beg you, let me go to the clinic." Liu Yijia knelt on the quilt and shook her head like garlic.

Zhu Rong thought, how will my brother live in the future, she said that Si Liang stepped forward, took the opportunity of Liu Laojia to raise his head, and slapped her and slapped her.

"Sister, what are you beating her for, what do you tell me. Zhu Shuangcheng cried, tears flowing in the stubble.

"I, I want to wake her up..." Zhu Rong sat on the bed with a butt paralyzed; I've never hit anyone.

Liu Yijia was stunned for a moment, then suddenly flew up, jumped from the quilt to the dresser, opened the aluminum alloy doors and windows, and was about to jump out in wicker pajamas. said that it was too late, it was fast, Zhang Bo went up and stopped Liu Yijia and hugged him.

Liu Yijia struggled and shouted: "Snow, my snow, let me go and clear the snow." ”

Zhang Bo pressed Liu Yijia down on the quilt, and pressed a little her Shenmen acupoint, Liu Yijia didn't move, and muttered to herself: "The snow is so big, Zhang Bo, Zhang Bo." ”

Roll her over and sleep face in. also muttered to himself: "The snow is so big, Zhang Bo ......." Seeing that Liu Yijia didn't move, Zhang Bo turned him over and lay down, covered him with a quilt, and said, "Shuangcheng, bring my medicine box." ”

Zhu Shuangxiu took the outpatient box, Zhang Bo took out the round sharp needle, found 20 acupuncture points on the head, and pricked the needle for ten minutes.

Liu Yijia still didn't wake up, and whispered: "The snow is so heavy, Zhang Bo..." "Roll over and fall asleep.

Zhang Bo took the needle, put it back in the bag in the outpatient box and said, "Let her sleep!" ”

Zhu Rong took the comb from the dresser again and combed her with messy hair, but Liu Yijia did not react.

"Brother Zhang is sitting outside." Zhu Rong dragged the quilt over Liu Yijia's shoulders again, and also went to the living room outside to sit.

Zhu Shuangcheng was very happy, he hurriedly replaced the herbal tea just now, poured hot tea again, and said, "Doctor Zhang, drink tea." ”

"Okay, Xie Lu Xie, I'll prescribe another prescription, you go to the county town to get a few Chinese medicines, the Chinese medicine in the institute is incomplete. Less than two flavors. Zhang Bo said again: "Looking for paper and pen, I didn't bring it." ’

Zhu Shuangcheng took out a prescription note and pen in the drawer and handed them to Zhang Bo, Zhang Bo flew and danced, wrote eighteen flavors of traditional Chinese medicine, injected the dose, and then handed it to Zhu Shuangcheng.

"I'll go get medicine in the afternoon and estimate when Yijia will wake up." Zhu Shuangcheng asked. "According to the medical books of the past, you have to sleep for three days and three nights, and the internal circulation repeats itself, but the certainty is not very large, at least two days, because I have not been cured of this disease." Zhang Bo looked at his watch, it was past eleven o'clock.

"Today, Saturday, my son who is studying in the No. 1 middle school in the city came back, and I passed the prescription to him on his mobile phone, and he could buy the medicine back." Zhu Shuangcheng said happily.

"The method of decoction is to decoction twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening." Zhang Bo instructed.

"Sister, don't go back at noon today, let Dr. Zhang talk about dinner before leaving." Zhu Shuangcheng was very excited, and it was a miracle that he got the disease in a few clicks.

"When we go back, there's no one at home." Zhang Bo immediately refused.

"There's definitely no one in your house, and it's so stupid to make an excuse." Zhu Rongjiao said angrily: "Brother, I sent Dr. Zhang back, and I won't come back." As he spoke, he took out two wades of renminbi from his pocket. That's 20,000 yuan. Zhu Shuangcheng took it, with tears in his eyes.

"Xiaohua has to go home every Saturday, and you call him later. After taking the three doses, Dr. Zhang and I came back. Zhu Rong's eyes were also full of tears, and the love between sister and brother was deep.

Zhang Bo carried the medical box, walked out of the living room with Zhu Rong, and got into the car through the door. Zhu Rong turned the car back, rolled down the window, and said to Zhu Shuangcheng: "If you have something, call you." ”

"Sister, walk slowly, the road is slippery..." Zhu Shuangcheng burst into tears. The relationship between the sister and brother has always been very good. Zhu Rong rolled up the window and stopped looking at him, so as not to feel sour again. Otto walked slowly and walked far away, and Zhu Shuangcheng was still standing in the cold wind under the ginkgo tree.

Otto slowly drove out of King Cheng City. "I really shouldn't have slapped Jiayi, my heart hurts." Zhu Rong's voice trembled a little.

"It's also a good way, but it's extremely difficult for her to wake up. In "The Outer History of Confucianism", Fan Jin was so happy that he went crazy after the move, and his father-in-law slapped him before the phlegm was cleared. However, Yijia's situation is different, he is caused by depression and fright, all five organs are yin, all five organs are frightened, yang has nowhere to rely on, yin does not open, then yang is difficult to enter. Yin does not control yang, it is difficult to coordinate, it is difficult to cooperate with friends, it is not eye, depressed for a long time and heat, for a long time, yin and yang are uneven, and Yang Sheng is to help the tree and sing. Exploring the snow through the window, your slap also played a role. Zhang Bo analyzed, and the snow light on both sides of the road shone through the car window on his face. The light in the eyes was bright.

"Shouldn't you comfort me again?" Zhu Rong smiled happily.

"It's not. When I stopped him from the window, she recognized me. There was a light in my mind, that Shang Shun passed his Yang meridian, his back was Yang, and he used the point acupoint method to dredge her five major Yu acupoints, and used acupuncture to suppress yang and generate yin. Zhang Bo explained the principle of treatment.

"Will you wake up as healthy as before?" Zhu Rong became worried again.

"Then use the calming and calming soup of the visual transmission, open the Taiyin, open the Yin, smooth Yangming, Yin is born and Yang is self-peaceful, and then perform acupuncture after three days, theoretically, with an open back massage." Zhang Bo said with confidence.

Otto unconsciously came to the leafless plane tree, Zhu Rong got out of the car and opened the gate, returned to the car, adjusted the direction, and drove the car into the yard.

"My doctor, I'm home, get out of the car." Zhu Rong's mood was much better, and she opened the car door. "Don't send me home." Zhang Bo got out of the car alone, and the medical box was still in the car. "I really want to go." Zhu Rong knew that he put on a man's face: "This is not home, we have been here for so long, and we are still pretending, let me down." Zhu Rong grabbed Zhang Bo's arm and got out of the car and hugged him into the living room like a couple.

The air conditioner in the living room is still on, and the vertical Midea stands on the left side of the window, playing its function of regulating temperature. The room was warmer, warmer than the stove in Zhang Bo's house, and both of them took off their coats and put them on the hangers. Zhu Rong stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Bo's hand, looked at him with affectionate eyes and asked, "Is it cold?" "It's not cold with your hands." "Bargaining." "Please come in." "I didn't expect you to have a time to show your true feelings."

"Look at whom. Go cook, I'm hungry. Zhang Bo was a little embarrassed, so he had to change the topic.

"Okay, I'll give you a gift after dinner." Zhu Rong smiled brightly, turned around and went out to the kitchen.

About half an hour, Zhu Rong brought four stir-fried vegetables on a tray, and a pure chicken entered the living room, placed on the table of the eight immortals, steaming, the door opened, the wind stopped at the door of the living room with the snowflakes, like a gluttonous child standing at the door looking at this rich meal.

"Good skill, so fast." "When I picked you up, the chicken was fried in the casserole, and this shiitake mushroom stewed the chicken thoroughly."

"It's premeditated, no wonder."

"It depends on whom."

"My sister's craftsmanship is good, and I smell the fragrance before I eat it. The fragrance of the living room, smell the fragrance..., smell the fragrance and know the cooking. Zhang Bo originally wanted to say that he knew women by smelling incense, but he felt indecent, so he temporarily changed his words.

"You can say whatever you want, don't you just smell the word woman, I don't know how many women you have." Zhu Rong's words were a bit old Shanxi vinegar, and she glanced at Zhang Bo's wrinkled face.

Zhang Bo sat on the chair above, picked up the chopsticks like a master, and put a piece of chicken in his mouth to taste: tender, delicious, not greasy, rational, and wide.

"My wife did well when she was alive." Zhang Bozan to.

"How can I have your wife, I will never be able to replace your wife." Zhu Rong said sadly that he didn't want to mention Zhang Bo's sadness, but he still said it.

"Sister, let's have some wine."

"Okay, I'll get it."

Zhu Rong took a bottle of Jingyangchun in the corner kitchen.

"Drink less, drink too much and don't feel good."

"Let's just have a bottle."

"Okay." Zhu Rong took two cups from the cook, poured wine, and sat down opposite Zhang Bo. The two chatted while eating.

"Have you seen that Miao Er since that incident?"

"I've seen it, it's a good girl."

"She's very interesting to you."

"It's not fair to him, if I say yes."

"Today's young people don't have the concept of the annual meeting, that is, the concept of generation gap."

"But we do, they just appreciate the surface of things, impulsiveness is their specialty, I'm talking about some people, can't hurt them, use time to explain."

"A good guy." Zhu Rong pursed his lips with a smile. "To be a man, you must have a moral bottom line." Zhang Bo took a sip of wine, and his magnetic voice was sticky. "How are you going to live the rest of your life!" Zhu Rong looked at Zhang Bo expectantly and said.

"Maybe that person hasn't shown up yet, maybe that person has appeared, but I haven't noticed." Zhang Bo scooped the chicken soup and tasted it thoughtfully.

"What kind of person are you talking about, tell me about it, and I'll look for one for you." Xu Rong's face was slightly red, and his lips were also very red, according to physiognographers, those with red lips were expensive.

"One look at the city, and then look at the country." Zhang Bo acted as if nothing happened, it was difficult to say it directly, and he played a dumb riddle.

"You forgot two sentences, there are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent." Zhu Rong suddenly understood that he was teasing himself, and his face was gloomy, as if he had broken her heart.

"Don't get angry, it's easy to get old when you're angry, you only need five or six muscles to participate when you're laughing, and when you're angry, the entire facial and head muscles will be involved." Zhang Boxi, this beauty, is not old at the age of forty, and her academic character and moral thoughts are very similar to Xu Rong. At the first glance at the clinic, I had a very good impression of her. Just because he is a doctor, he must maintain a normal heart, have a ** family, and cannot violate the oath of love. Now, his wife has passed away, and he has been gone for more than half a year, and the sadness in his heart has gradually disappeared, and it is just a permanent thought. Man cannot live in a vacuum. That Miao called from time to time, intentionally or unintentionally to wake up his love for sleeping. But, no, that's unfair, to be honest, I still chose Zhu Rong. And not Miao'er.

Zhu Rong burst out laughing, she had a good understanding and guessed Zhang Bo's thoughts.

"Dr. Zhang, I know who this person you have chosen?" Zhu Rong teased him.

"Tell me who it is." Zhang Bo was eager, and God knew that he was not pretending to be eager.

"Yes, it's my neighbor Li Yilan. Do you want me to be a matchmaker? Zhu Rong learned Zhang Bo's tricks, so naturally he had to make up for it.

Zhang Bo was a little out of shape here, and the wine glass in the air stopped, thinking: She doesn't have me in her heart. Then I drank the wine in one gulp... No, her eyes were clearly a smile of love. So cunning, look at it again, her face is red and very hot, as if she is very excited, as if she is saying to herself, what she just said is false, I love you is true.

Zhang Bo got up and left his seat, and involuntarily walked in front of Zhu Rong, Zhu Rong raised his face, squinted his eyes, and tears overflowed in the thin crow's feet at the corners of his eyes: "Brother, I'm waiting for you..." ”

"I'm coming." Zhang Bo stretched out his crystal hands, held Zhu Rong's face and was thin and auspicious, as noble as Xu Rong, like a peony flower, without lipstick, his lips were bright and moving, unretouched, thin eyebrows and long eyelashes, Zhang Bo naturally kissed it.

Zhu Rong's heart beat like a drum, his hands were so warm, and the whole body was transmitted like electricity, and the whole body seemed to float up, as if it was held in his hands, and his own heart, everything was held in his hands, his lips kissed, and the wetness turned into an arrow shot at the heart, making the heart's beating faster and more chaotic, more panicked, and smoother. She stood up slowly, and with him, she greeted her dizzily, moist lips, moist lips, human love starts from the lips, they just stood like this, kissing, passing the kisses of the previous life and the next life, she opened her eyes, looked at him affectionately, he also looked at her, in that clear and bright watery vision, they all deeply accommodated each other.

"You're a locust tree." Zhu Rong said softly.

"You are like the locust in the tree." Zhang Bo said in a sticky voice.

"Wait, mine, white, tender, fragrant, it's all over." Zhu Rong said in a heartbeat.

"I don't let the wind blow, you will fall to my roots." Zhang Bo remembered that Xu Rong had also been a poetic language.

"I'll be in the same bloom in April of the following year." Zhu Rong found the feeling of love and hope.

"At that time, you will flutter with the gentle wind and show your beauty on the face of the green mountains and green waters." Zhang Bo bent down and hugged her up......·

The snow in the yard was blowing one after another, and occasionally there was a gust of wind blowing, and the snowflakes hit the window flowers of the mandarin ducks playing in the water.