How tall is this high-ranking official? The number one leader of Jiangzhou City, the city secretary!

Although Zhuang Xiaolou is not a native of Jiangzhou, he has lived in Jiangzhou for many years.

During college, Zhuang Xiaolou had heard the name of Xu Wen, the city leader, but he didn't expect that the person who was talking to him just now was the secretary himself.

There was some surprise, but Zhuang Xiaolou quickly calmed down.

The first thing Professor Xu taught him was to treat patients equally, no matter what their status.

...

The next day, after Zhuang Xiaolou got up, he went to buy a breakfast across the street.

As a result, when I came back, I found that Zhang Yu was actually waiting at the door.

"I don't have time to entertain you today, I'm going to go out and see someone else." Zhuang Xiaolou said to Zhang Yu while eating breakfast.

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Go see Old Man Xu?"

Zhuang Xiaolou raised his head and said with some surprise: "How do you know?"

"Have you forgotten who my dad is?" Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "My dad and Uncle Xu are old friends, and my dad asked me to pick you up today, I'm afraid you won't find a place." ”

pursing his lips, Zhang Yu said again: "Well, even if you find a place, you may not be able to get in."

Zhuang Xiaolou couldn't help but be silent, Zhang Yu's father is the leader of the city public security, and it is reasonable to have a good relationship with the secretary.

Moreover, in the compound of the municipal party committee, there is no one who knows to lead the way, and it is really difficult for an unidentified person to enter.

"Then you can wait here for a while, when I'm done." Zhuang Xiaolou nodded.

didn't let Zhang Yu wait too long, Zhuang Xiaolou tidied up, changed his clothes, and then got into Zhang Yu's car.

"Hey, Xiaolou didn't I say you, you should also buy yourself a car, right?" Zhang Yu.

"No money." Zhuang Xiaolou replied lightly.

"You just keep." Zhang Yu pursed his lips and said, "You fooled me when you were in high school, and now you still use it to fool me." You say you don't have any money, so what am I? Pauper? ”

"That's what you said, I didn't say it." Zhuang Xiaolou smiled.

Of course, he understood what Zhang Yu's words meant, but he really didn't fool Zhang Yu either.

He really doesn't have any money, and it's his dad who has money.

And Zhuang Xiaolou has not reached out to his family to ask for a penny since he entered college, so he has become accustomed to it in the past few years.

Moreover, he also has his own clinic, although the "business" is not very good, but the income is enough for his expenses.

He likes this kind of day very much, he doesn't need to be too purposeful, he can do whatever he wants.

Comfortable.

The only bad thing is probably that, as Zhang Yu said, he lacks a car for transportation.

For the time being, he can't afford a luxury like a car. So sometimes when he goes out, Zhuang Xiaolou himself can feel that it is indeed a little inconvenient.

For example, yesterday Professor Xu asked him to send Xu Jiajia back to school.

...

The compound of the municipal party committee is more ordinary than Zhuang Xiaolou imagined, just like an ordinary community.

It's just that the rigor of the security guards is not at the same level as those ordinary communities outside.

Fortunately, with Zhang Yu leading the way, Zhuang Xiaolou simply registered his personal information and was allowed to enter.

Following Zhang Yu, a few minutes later, the two came to the door of Mayor Xu's house.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong..." Zhang Yu rang the doorbell, and within a few seconds, the door opened.

"Doctor Zhuang, you're here!" Xu Wen opened the door and saw that it was Zhuang Xiaolou and the others, and immediately said very politely.

"Uncle Xu, I helped you bring Xiaolou." Zhang Yu smiled.

"You." Xu Wen smiled, then looked at Zhuang Xiaolou and said, "Doctor Zhuang, please come in."

"Mayor Xu, you're too polite." Zhuang Xiaolou waved his hand again and again.

Before, he didn't know the identity of the other party, but now it's different.

There are some rules that should be there, and he Zhuang Xiaolou still understands them.

"Arwen, who's coming?" A rather weak-sounding voice came from within.

Zhuang Xiaolou looked at Xu Wen, the other party nodded slightly, and said softly: "The one in the back room is my father."

Then Xu Wen shouted towards the inner room and said, "Dad, no one, a friend of mine."

The old man in the house must have believed it, so he didn't say anything more. Not long after, a middle-aged woman came out of the back room.

Zhuang Xiaolou immediately realized that this should be Xu Wen's wife, the mistress of this family.

"Aunt Song." Zhang Yu nodded towards the woman and said.

"It's Xiao Yu." The woman smiled, then looked at Zhuang Xiaolou and asked suspiciously, "Who is this?"

Zhuang Xiaolou bowed slightly and said, "Hello Mrs. Xu, my name is Zhuang Xiaolou, and I am a psychiatrist."

"Qingyuan, Dr. Zhuang was specially invited by me to come back to see my father." Xu Wen explained to the woman.

Song Qingyuan was stunned, and then said to Zhuang Xiaolou: "Then I'm going to trouble you, Doctor Zhuang."

"No trouble." Zhuang Xiaolou shook his head, and then asked, "Can I go to see the patient now?"

"This..."Xu Wen looked at his wife with a slight inquiry.

Song Qingyuan nodded and said, "It's okay Ah Wen, I just put my dad to sleep, and it should be fine to click in quietly."

Xu Wen relieved himself and took Zhuang Xiaolou in.

Walking into the bedroom, Zhuang Xiaolou glanced at the old man on the bed, frowned, and said softly: "Does the old man usually sleep like this?"

"Not like Dr. Zhuang." Xu Wen shook his head and sighed: "That is, in recent times, my father has often had nightmares, and slowly he is reluctant to lie down anymore, and he is more resting on the head of the bed like this."

Zhuang Xiaolou shook his head and said, "If you don't sleep properly, it's easier to dream."

Xu Wen opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

As if to confirm what Zhuang Xiaolou said, the sleeping old man suddenly frowned, and a trace of horror appeared on his old face.

"Looks like it's another nightmare." Zhuang Xiaolou sighed, "Wake up the old man." ”

Xu Wen nodded, and then gently pushed the old man.

"Dad, wake up."

The sleep of the elderly is generally not deep, so even in a dream, the elderly wake up quickly.

"What's wrong, Arwen?" The old man opened his eyes and looked at Xu Wen, then noticed Zhuang Xiaolou on the side, and wondered, "Who is this?"

"Old man, I'm a friend of Mr. Xu, and I heard that you've been feeling unwell lately, so I've come in to see you." Zhuang Xiaolou smiled.

Xu Wen was stunned, not understanding why Zhuang Xiaolou introduced himself like this.

Zhuang Xiaolou gave him a look and motioned for him to cooperate with him, although Xu Wen didn't understand it too much, he also knew that he had to cooperate with Zhuang Xiaolou as much as possible.

"I have a heart." The old man smiled and sighed, "Alas, it's all some old problems, but it's nothing."

Zhuang Xiaolou nodded and said, "I understand, in fact, I don't hide it from the old man, I also heard Mr. Xu talk about your situation, I don't know if the old man is willing to believe me, I may have a way to help the old man solve the situation you are encountering now."

The old man was stunned and couldn't help laughing. He was curious about what Zhuang Xiaolou wanted to say.

"Tell me about it, lad." The old man nodded.

Zhuang Xiaolou smiled slightly:

"I don't know, do you believe in such a thing as dreaming?"