Because of Jiang Dalin, his daughter Jiang Lanying died and didn't interact with him, and now what kind of life her daughter is living in her mother-in-law's house, Mrs. Zhang doesn't know.

It's not that Mrs. Zhang doesn't care about her daughter's life at her husband's house, but she really can't inquire, she only knows that Jiang Lanying moved back to her hometown in Hebei with her husband's family. I only know that it is near Tangshan, and where my hometown is, Mrs. Zhang doesn't know.

Seeing that Mrs. Zhang didn't speak again, the woman was not interrogating in her interest.

Mrs. Zhang sighed again. Forget it, it's just the water spilled by the married girl, what do you want to do. If you don't come back, it means that the days will go back, and even if you can't get by, it will definitely be better than starving and freezing at home.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhang's mood was a little relaxed.

Finally, the last patient walked out of the consultation room, and Huang Yinhe tiredly loosened his hair, revealing a fluffy curly hair.

Mature and capable, Jiang Xiaochi didn't move when he looked at it.

Seeing Jiang Xiaochi staring at him motionlessly, Huang Yinhe smiled: "What are you looking at? You're a lad! ”

Jiang Xiaochi is cheeky: "I see that you are good-looking, and you have to see me in my bones." ”

Huang Yinhe pouted: "You little Nizi is bold, you dare to tease me." You're not afraid that I won't take your milk to the doctor. ”

Jiang Xiaochi's mouth opened even more: "Don't be afraid!" I'm a girl, look at what you're afraid of. ”

Song Lao Er listened to the mouth with a little pantothenic acid: "Doctor Huang, I also think you are good-looking." ”

Huang Yinhe was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Come on, you little couples, don't make fun of my old woman." I still look like an old girl, and I'm not as efficient as you two villains. ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "What are you afraid of, there are many good boys in our village, and I will introduce you to a suitable one when I turn around." ”

Mrs. Zhang felt that Jiang Xiaochi's words had been said a little: "What are you talking about, how can there be a young man in our village who can match Dr. Huang, why is it suddenly not big or small." ”

Huang Yinhe has always been informal: "It's okay, I should be relieved of my fatigue after half a day of life." ”

Jiang Dawu felt that the girls in the city were atmospheric, and the flowers and grass in the village were killed by the girls in the city without comparison.

Taking advantage of the lack of patients, Jiang Xiaochi turned to the topic: "Doctor Huang, you are done, if you are free, take my milk to the doctor to have a look, see if my milk's eyes can be cured?" ”

Huang Yinhe nodded. I didn't know that Jiang Xiaochi and they were coming today, so I hurriedly took a few steps and took Jiang Xiaochi and a few others to the ophthalmology.

There are not many ophthalmologists, only one or two patients, but they all come to prescribe eye drops. After prescribing the medicine, he left, without any delay.

The patient was a young male doctor with a gold-rimmed glasses that looked like a gentleman.

Huang Yinhe: "Doctor Zhang, this is the patient I told you a few days ago, you can see what kind of eye disease is there and whether it can be cured." ”

Huang Yinhe is not very old, and the little doctor Zhang in Huang Yinhe's mouth seems to be even younger.

is also twenty-four or five years old, and his skin is whiter than Song Laoer, which is simply a typical representative of a little white face.

But it seems that there is no direct relationship between appearance and medical skills.

Jiang Xiaochi felt a little frustrated, what ability could he have at such a young age, it was simply a joy for nothing.

Doctor Xiao Zhang looked at Jiang Xiaochi's eyes and raised his eyebrows: "What, don't you believe in my strength?" The tone is soft, with a special bookish anger.

Jiang Xiaochi hurriedly shook his head: "No, no." Then please ask Dr. Zhang to take a good look at my grandmother. ”

Dr. Xiao Zhang hurriedly corrected: "It's Dr. Xiao Zhang." ”

Huang Yinhe explained: "There are two doctors in the ophthalmology department, you are lucky today, otherwise it will be difficult for me to introduce you directly to Dr. Zhang." ”

Jiang Xiaochi's eyes flashed: "Could it be that Dr. Xiao Zhang's medical skills are even more powerful than Lao Zhang?" ”

A silver bell-like laugh appeared in Huang Yinhe's mouth: "Our little Doctor Zhang can return from studying in the Soviet Union. I dare not say anything else, the treatment of small eye diseases such as cataract glaucoma is simply Hua Tuo's wonderful rejuvenation in the world. ”

Hearing Huang Yinhe say this, Dr. Xiao Zhang immediately got up from his seat, and politely stretched out a hand to Jiang Xiaochi, and deliberately joked: "Comrade Jiang Xiaochi, I have admired my name for a long time." Hara less! ”

Jiang Xiaochi was a little blind, Dr. Xiao Zhang's movements were handsome like a light, and Jiang Xiaochi actually shook Dr. Zhang's hand and said, "Hala is a lot." ”

Dr. Xiao Zhang didn't react at first, but when he reacted, he laughed "haha" with Huang Yinhe.

Dr. Zhang's movements are elegant, and he is even more meticulous in his diagnosis and treatment of Mrs. Zhang.

Jiang Xiaochi: "Doctor Zhang, can my milk eyes be cured again?" ”

Dr. Zhang weighed it again, but there was no squeak.

Song Lao Er also asked, and his tone was a little bad. Not for anything else, knowing that it was normal etiquette for Jiang Xiaochi to shake hands with people, Song Lao Er was still a little pantothenic acid in his heart.

Looking at Jiang Xiaochi's eyes at Dr. Xiao Zhang, he couldn't help but be a little blind: What's the matter, when you go to school and have a culture, who is not like this?

Turning around, Song Lao Er thought again: No wonder Jiang Xiaochi would rather fall to death than send him to school, it turns out that Jiang Xiaochi likes this kind of Sven Wen.

Mrs. Zhang was afraid that Jiang Xiaochi would be sad, so she said with relief: "I've been blind for all these years, and I'm used to it, so why don't you delay it?" ”

The corners of Jiang Xiaochi's eyes were a little pantothenic: "Milk, you can delay looking at me!" Grandma doesn't know what her granddaughter looks like, does she? ”

Jiang Xiaochi's words are against his will, as far as he is concerned, Mrs. Zhang is really not as good as being blind and invisible all the time.

Dr. Xiao Zhang didn't speak, and the chattering consultation room immediately fell silent.

Or Huang Yinhe broke the silence: "Doctor Zhang, what do you think, is there any cure?" ”

Dr. Xiao Zhang held his chin in his hand and thought for a while before speaking: "It can be cured, but I still have to ask my master in the provincial city to come and help confirm the diagnosis." After all, there are too many years for symptoms to occur, and even surgery is very difficult. ”

…… What? Do you want to ask for a doctor from the province? Jiang Dawu couldn't believe his ears.

The doctors in the county can't afford to see a doctor, and it costs a lot of money to invite someone from a provincial capital to come over.

Song Lao Er didn't squeak, and he was also worried about money.

Mrs. Zhang turned sideways and pulled Jiang Xiaochi to walk out: "Chi'er, let's go home, I don't want to see my milk." I have to ask a doctor in the provincial town, not to mention the age of the milk, even the yellow flower girl doesn't have that mother's life! ”

Dr. Zhang looked at a few people and felt that he needed to explain, so as not to surprise the old lady and delay the time to see the next patient.

"The ......"

As soon as Dr. Xiao Zhang spoke, he said two words, and was interrupted by Jiang Dawu: "Doctor Xiao Zhang, do you see that the old lady is old, is it necessary to treat her eyes?" ”

Xiao Zhang felt that Jiang Dawu's words were a bit harsh, there were many patients in the rural areas of the hospital, and Jiang Dawu's intention to say this, Dr. Xiao Zhang immediately understood seven or eight points.

Rhetorical question: "Are you an old lady's son?" Don't you want the old lady to see again? ”

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