"Atractylodes, dehumidification and dryness, and invigorating qi, warming, removing dampness in the spleen and stomach, removing stomach heat...... Stomach ......"

"Smack"

The lean bamboo strip was pulled down fiercely, and the back of the child's white hand quickly swollen up, and the back of the hand was painful and spicy, but the child only dared to deflate his mouth, and the tears were rolling in his eyes but he didn't dare to let him fall.

The middle-aged man with a bamboo stick in his hand stared at the child's aggrieved face, without the slightest distressed look, and he asked, "What's the stomach hot?" Didn't you still have a good back in the morning, and re-memorized it. ”

"I don't remember."

"Smack"

Another ugly red mark, like a disgusting bug, snaked one by one on the child's arm.

Jiang Yu stared at his arm that had not left any traces, and was in a trance for a moment, as if those bamboo strips had left ugly marks on it again.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Ningchuan's soft voice pulled Jiang Yu back from his memories, he looked at Jiang Yu's unfocused eyes, and thought that the little intern had just followed his father away, and he was a little worried.

Jiang Yu firmly held Jiang Ningchuan's wrist, as if he had grasped the only life-saving straw when he was drowning, his fingertips were cold, his whole person was trembling slightly, and his eyes moistened by water quickly reddened.

Jiang Yu didn't know what he wanted to do, but Jiang Ningchuan's appearance at this moment undoubtedly gave him the only comfort in his heart. Hold on tightly to this man and don't let go, he can save himself.

Jiang Ningchuan had never seen such a strong expectation in the eyes of others, that strong emotion made him feel in a trance, and when he came back to his senses, he patted the back of Jiang Yu's hand lightly and said, "Don't cry, it's okay." ”

Jiang Yu held back his tears, buried his head behind Jiang Ningchuan, and let out an extremely forbearant whimper.

It's like a poor abandoned puppy.

When the two came out of the bathroom, Yu Tang was waiting outside, and it was she who noticed that Jiang Yu was wrong and called Jiang Ningchuan over.

Seeing that Jiang Yu's eyes were red and slightly swollen, she couldn't say anything comforting, so she silently took out a pack of tissues and handed it over.

"Didn't cry." Jiang Yu explained weakly and embarrassedly.

Yu Tang stuffed the tissue back into his pocket and let out an insincere "oh", obviously not believing it.

Jiang Yu sighed silently in his heart, after all, he rushed into the bathroom very contrivedly just now, and came out with red eyes, and the words "didn't cry" were indeed very pale to explain.

I thought that Mr. Jiang could help explain, but Jiang Ningchuan frowned thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.

And last time I cried in front of people, and I almost cried again today, Mr. Jiang probably thought that he was a squeamish crying bag. Thinking of this, Jiang Yu sighed silently again, it was really undesirable to control his emotions well.

And as an intern, not only did he not do what he should do, but there were always some situations that made others embarrassed, Jiang Yu felt really embarrassed.

Jiang Ningchuan didn't notice the complicated emotions in the little intern's heart at all, just now the department held an impromptu meeting for the newly transferred patients, and the patient's name was not unfamiliar to him.

Professor Zhong Jiajing is very well-known in the industry, and has made great achievements in pharmacy, Jiang Ningchuan also read several of his papers when he was a student, and his interest in medicinal materials is also related to this professor.

I didn't expect such a person to suffer from a malignant tumor when he should have been recuperating, which is quite a pity.

But now Jiang Ningchuan is not thinking about the question of pity or pity, he always feels that the strange emotions of the little intern should have a lot to do with this Professor Zhong Jiajing.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Ningchuan asked, "Professor Zhong Jiajing, do you know each other?" ”

What a familiar question this is, Jiang Yu looked at the teacher in front of him and blinked, and said, "Is he looking for you too?" ”

Jiang Ningchuan was puzzled, "En? ”

"The last time I went to Mr. Zhang, he asked me this question."

Then Jiang Yu repeated the conversation with Zhang Shaobai that day, and talked about what happened today. It's like telling a story, and it's easy to tell all the bad things buried in your heart.

Listening to the little intern pretending to finish the matter lightly, Jiang Ningchuan frowned, he didn't expect the relationship to be so bloody.

Zhong Jiajing is Jiang Yu's own grandfather, and the grandfather and grandson who have been separated for many years did not hold hands and look at each other with tears in their eyes after reuniting, but the grandfather made a stumbling block for his grandson.

Rao is Jiang Ningchuan has been accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves for so many years, and he can't understand which play Professor Zhong Jiajing is singing.

What is he doing here, blaming this little grandson for not visiting his old man for so many years, so he cut off the way back, but Jiang Yu is still his own grandson in the end, so he won't do things so desperately.

Presumably, he left some conditions and wanted Jiang Yu to talk to him, but Jiang Ningchuan was not very interested in Zhong Jiajing's inner thoughts.

"So you asked me if I would take graduate students, the main reason was that Professor Zhong asked him to let his students card you for an interview?"

"Yes." Jiang Yu nodded, his family's love and hatred were put on the table, and he was a little embarrassed to be known to outsiders.

Jiang Ningchuan obviously didn't care about this, how other people's family affairs didn't have much to do with him, but he had a new understanding of that Professor Zhong.

"So I'm a spare tire." Teacher Jiang came up with such an idea inexplicably and complained slightly.

“？！” Jiang Yu was shocked, what the hell is the spare tire, I was conquered by your wisdom, teacher.

Seeing that the little intern was speechless with a shocked face, Jiang Ningchuan laughed, and returned to the topic, he asked, "If Professor Lin really gets you interviewed, do you have any plans?" ”

He still remembers that after the first first aid, the child fainted directly outside the operating room, although he did well in all subjects in school, but if he was a responsible person, it would be absolutely impossible for him to choose to be a clinician, and the best way left was to be a pharmacist.

But if the road was blocked, he wanted to see what else the kid could do.

"Isn't there a glimmer of hope in you?" Jiang Yu frowned and said, if you think about it carefully, it really seems that you are using Teacher Jiang as a spare tire, a sin.

Jiang Ningchuan looked at him, his face was a little delicate, and then he heard the little intern say: "Otherwise, you can only wait until next year to change the tutor, and if it is not good, you will go to the pharmacy to sell medicine." ”

After listening to these Jiang Ningchuan didn't know what to say, the little intern had thought of a lot of ways out, but if it weren't for his unlucky grandfather, Professor Zhong, who made trouble, there wouldn't be so much trouble.

Thinking about it, I felt that the little intern was pitiful, and I couldn't help but comfort: "Since I have a glimmer of hope here, I can't let you down, and I won't take the graduate students to see your performance during the internship." ”

"Really?!" Jiang Yu's eyes lit up instantly, this was the best news he had heard in the past few days.

Jiang Ningchuan raised his eyebrows and gave the little intern a look of his own experience.

From time to time at work, I saw the little intern being silly and happy, and the corners of Mr. Jiang's mouth rose slightly, and he gradually discovered the benefits of being a teacher - relieving boredom, just like others raising kittens and puppies.

But the premise is that the kittens and dogs have to be well-behaved, and the little intern is quite well-behaved, so he can't be disturbed by the bad things at home.

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At lunchtime, when Jiang Yu stretched out his hand to the third bowl of rice, Jiang Ningchuan's eyes were filled with obvious disgust.

Although a boy in his early twenties is like a rice bucket, he has never seen Jiang Yu so able to eat, and there is no meaning of being full in two large bowls of rice.

"It's almost there, it's easy to get indigestion if you eat too much."

Jiang Yu didn't mean to stop at all, and swallowed a big mouthful of rice before saying, "I'm just half full." "It looks very aggrieved.

I just ran into Jiang Ningchuan when I went out this morning, and I didn't even have time to buy breakfast, and after I arrived at the hospital, I kept sorting out the information, and then I encountered a bad thing, and I forgot that I was so hungry that I couldn't do it, and I still came back to my senses when I smelled the smell of rice at noon.

"Didn't you eat in the morning?"

"Ate an apple." It's still refrigerated, and it hurts my stomach when I eat it, Jiang Yu didn't say this.

"Just eat this?"

"Hmm."

Jiang Ningchuan didn't speak again, and went downstairs to buy him a bottle of milk when Jiang Yu was eating the third bowl of rice.

Before lunch time was over, a little nurse hurriedly ran into the office, saying that Li Xiumei, who was 35 beds, had woken up, and Li Xiumei was Fang Liang's mother.

had already been given a critical illness notice, but was rescued by Jiang Ningchuan from an operation, although the person who performed the operation still does not understand whether what he did was right.

Although Li Xiumei's awakening was expected, she was still a little surprised when she heard that she had woken up.

Jiang Yu put down the unfinished meal in his hand and hurriedly followed Jiang Ningchuan to Li Xiumei's ward.

In my impression, the angry old man was half leaning against the wall, and Fang Liang and Mr. Smith on the side were flushed with excitement.

Fang Liang was holding his mother's hand and saying something, while Mr. Smith stepped forward and shook Jiang Ningchuan's hand excitedly, speaking incoherently.

"Jiang, do you know, this is a miracle, you have created a miracle!" After saying this, Smith turned around excitedly in the ward again, and then shook Jiang Ningchuan's hand again and shook it up and down, "Oh my God, I really can't believe it, I know, I know, it's just wonderful." ”

Jiang Ningchuan and Jiang Yu were the two calmest people in the ward, Jiang Ningchuan pulled out his hand without a trace, and said, "Mr. Smith, please calm down, the patient has just woken up, and a quiet environment should be created for her." ”

After saying this, Mr. Smith made an OK gesture, watched Jiang Ningchuan walk to the hospital bed, and couldn't help but put his hand on Jiang Yu's shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "Do you know, Jiang is a genius, he is the most talented person I have ever met." ”

It took Jiang Yu a while to figure out what the man was talking about, and the two brothers kindly put their arms on Mr. Smith's shoulders and said with honor, "Of course." ”

Less than a week after becoming an intern of Jiang Ningchuan, Jiang Ningchuan has already performed five difficult surgeries, and each time he has completed them perfectly.

Although he almost always makes surgical records on the sidelines, even from a distance, Mr. Jiang's outstanding techniques and exquisite skills are completely impressive.

Although Li Xiumei has woken up, her physical functions have not fully recovered, so she still needs to be observed for a while.

Mr. Smith returned to China with the research report, and before leaving, he reluctantly said goodbye to Jiang Ningchuan, and the scene was really a tearjerker, that is, Jiang Ningchuan was too indifferent, and the painting style of the other one really didn't match.

Seeing the car carrying Smith leaving, Jiang Yu asked curiously, "Don't you like Mr. Smith?" "Just now, people were red-eyed and wanted to say goodbye and hug, but they were all refused, which really looked pitiful.

Jiang Ningchuan didn't know what he thought, he gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "What do men have to like." "Mr. Smith is, and wants to gay me, it's a secret to be forgotten in time.

Jiang Yu: "...... Oh. "I seem to know some great secret.