"It's finally improved. An unkempt and tired doctor said.

"Congratulations, Dr. Ann. The old doctor who was helping on the side said excitedly.

"This is not the credit of Qi Lao. Dr. An couldn't help but feel a little shy as he heard the old doctor's praise, although this shyness did not suit his age and his state of mind.

"What does it have to do with me, after all, the prescriptions and improvement experiments were all done by you alone, Dr. An. I'm just helping with advice and hands-on. Mr. Qi said modestly, his face was full of redness, as dazzling as if he had awakened his second life.

"If it weren't for Mr. Qi's deep understanding of alternative medicine, we would have to try it for at least a month or two. When Dr. An said this, a look of admiration appeared on his face. Why didn't I think of the way to replace the medicinal materials found in the current era with good medicinal effects for the medicinal materials on the prescriptions before ancient times, improve the efficacy of the medicine, and reduce the side effects.

"Hehe, you said that, I was inspired by a young man, I don't dare to accept your credit, that is the credit of that young man. Mr. Qi said with a smile.

"What kind of young man, from a family of Chinese medicine?" asked the female doctor who was involved in the improvement of this prescription curiously.

"It's not a family of Chinese medicine. When Mr. Qi heard the words of the female doctor, Yang Fan's appearance appeared in front of him, a young man who feels ordinary, but this ordinary young man is not ordinary in the face of many problems, he has his own understanding, his own persistence, and those three views that should belong to young people but are rarely possessed by young people.

Dr. Ann couldn't help but smile dumbly when he thought of this

"As for what kind of young man, if I have to describe it, an ordinary but extraordinary guy is a great guy. ”

"Really?" Dr. Ann was also curious. "There are not many young people who can be praised by Mr. Qi, so I have the opportunity to introduce them and discuss medical skills together. ”

"Okay, no problem, but I have to wait for him for more than half a month, and after half a month, he will come to work in my Chinese medicine hall and help you introduce it when the time comes." ”

"Why more than half a month?" the female doctor asked curiously, if the doctor can get the invitation of Mr. Qi, who is highly respected in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, who does not immediately resign and join his medical team directly, because this kind of opportunity is too rare, as long as he is not a fool, he will immediately grasp this opportunity of fame and fortune.

"That's what makes him extraordinary. Mr. Qi remembered the reason why Yang Fan rejected him. I couldn't help but laugh out loud again.

"Let's sort it out, the media and many medical magazines are waiting for our big heroes outside. Mr. Qi walked up to Dr. An's side and patted him on the shoulder vigorously and said.

After listening to Mr. Qi's words, Dr. An's tired face was swept away, and he seemed to see his bright future in front of him, and he seemed to see the scene where his name could leave a strong mark on the world medical community after being exposed by the media and magazines.

He nodded excitedly, then walked into the bathroom to fix his face.

The owner of the noodle shop sat at the door, and it was rare to see him sitting at the door instead of busy in the shop.

Since the last time Yang Fan and Lan quarreled, he has been worried about whether Yang Fan finally found Lan. He always had a trace of guilt in his heart about that quarrel, he was a good person.

The characteristic of a good person is that he carries everything on himself.

Since that altercation, Yang Fan and Lan have not been to the noodle shop again. As for the reason, it is nothing more than Yang Fan's guilt against the owner of the shop, and Yang Fan is also a good person.

It seems that Yang Fan will not come today. The shopkeeper sighed, got up from the chair at the door, and walked into the store.

"Have you heard? There are doctors in this city who have developed a traditional Chinese medicine prescription for a radical cure for asthma. One diner said to the girl sitting across from him.

"Chinese medicine? The girl was unmoved. Instead, he showed a look of disdain.

"How can you say that? Chinese medicine is the quintessence of the country!" said the diner angrily.

"What kind of quintessence, it's nothing more than a trick to deceive people, you see that Fang Mouzi, the big V, is constantly giving examples of the uselessness of traditional Chinese medicine. The mockery on the girl's face intensified.

"Doesn't Mr. Tu's Nobel Prize win prove that Chinese medicine is not a liar?" said the diner, still angry.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. The girl said disdainfully that for these people who insist on blackening Chinese medicine to the end, no matter what, they only believe the rhetoric of those big Vs.

"You... You said... Can asthma be cured with Chinese medicine prescriptions?" The shopkeeper happened to hear an argument.

"Yes, boss, have you read the news in the newspaper today?" The diner was obviously a regular customer in the store, and said to the shopkeeper, "Boss, you come to evaluate whether Chinese medicine is useful or not." ”

The shopkeeper ignored the diner's words, he quickly ran out to a nearby newsstand to buy a newspaper, then picked up the newspaper, saw the report on the front page, and read it carefully.

He saw a man's name, An Youquan. When he saw the name, he trembled, not excited or afraid, but sad and indignant.

He suddenly remembered the last thing Lan had said to him

"You're so sure he won't lie to you? Maybe he's trying to keep the prescription for himself. Human beings can come out of anything for the sake of profit. "What made him so angry at the beginning, but now he thinks about it. But there was a deep mockery.

The noodle shop owner clenched the newspaper tightly and left with a distorted face.

Dr. An is proudly reading the newspaper at home, he is still on the newspaper and the news for the first time, this report and news made him fame and fortune, not only the boss of the private hospital gave him a salary increase, and many medical magazines have asked him to do an interview, and some TV station invitations, I saw the newspaper spend a lot of space to report for himself, gilded his life again and again, some small things are rendered by the media to be able to see some noble character, especially the last sentence of the evaluation in the world An Daoquan, as if the finishing touch, let him feel omnipotent。

When the doorbell rang, Dr. Ann put the newspaper aside, walked to the door in a happy mood, opened the door, and then he saw a face that he will never forget in his life.

An angry face, an angry face with tears, a face with desperate eyes, and a pair of big calloused hands choked An Youquan's throat.

"No..."An Youquan struggled desperately, but the strength of those big hands kept getting worse because of his struggle.

An Youquan felt that he was about to suffocate, and looking at the familiar and unfamiliar face in front of him, many images appeared in his mind.

When he was down, the owner of this face handed himself a bowl of beef noodles with a smile, and when he got a small harvest, the owner of this face still used a bowl of beef noodles to celebrate himself, but the bowl of beef noodles had more meat than noodles, and he had his own success, when he came into contact with various upper-class people and disliked him for being just a small owner of a noodle shop, that lonely face, and when he handed him the prescription with great expectations, he said it was useless with his conscience, that disappointed face.

An Youquan felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and when he felt that he was about to die, he actually remembered that he had eaten the bowl of beef noodles with more meat than noodles. It occurred to him that it would be nice if he could eat it again. Thinking of this, he stopped struggling, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for death to come.

When he stopped struggling, the large hands moved away from his neck. The fresh air returned to An Youquan's lungs, he desperately inhaled the fresh air, all the fantasies and joys of today, as the fresh air became not so important, he suddenly felt that it was good to be alive.

"I've always treated you as my best friend. I've always had you as my only confidant, I've always been proud of you being my friend, why, why are you lying to me. The noodle shop owner said loudly with trembling bodies.

"I... I..."An Youquan breathed in the fresh air and said in a speechless voice, why lie to him, why. An Youquan's mind went blank and kept asking himself.

Because of what? Because of fame? I am already a well-known expert, because of profit? I earn enough every year to be envied, because of what?

An Youquan sat on the ground, asking himself repeatedly. The noodle shop owner looked at An Youquan silently waiting for his answer.

"I'm sorry," An Youquan said, and he didn't know what he was trying to do to lie to him in the end, so he could only respond to the shopkeeper's question with his incompetence.

"I'm sorry? Is it useful for you to say sorry to me? You should go and apologize to the young man who gave me the prescription because you said it was useless, you hurt the kindness of a young man. The shopkeeper hated the iron and said, "I wouldn't be so angry if you just lied to me, but you hurt my trust with him." What's more, if you steal his prescription without his permission, what will he think of me in his heart? ”

Speaking of this, the noodle shop owner remembered Yang Fan's ashamed appearance of constantly apologizing to himself, and remembered that Lan asked her to bow to himself under Yang Fan's reprimand, and he couldn't help but give himself two hard slaps.

An Youquan saw the noodle shop owner like this, and he felt uncomfortable and said, "I'll take out 50,000 yuan and give it to him." ”

"It's not about money. After listening to An Youquan's words, the noodle shop owner understood that An Youquan didn't understand what he meant at all.

"Didn't you say that the man was not rich? If 50,000 is not enough, I can add it. He was afraid that his prescription would be stolen and exposed, so that the positive image he had finally created would be shattered, so the owner of the shop opposite who pleaded said, "Please, help me tell me, money is not a problem." By the way, An Youquan desperately squeezed out a few tears.

The noodle shop owner looked at An Youquan, he remembered the time when he and An Youquan met, although he had no money at that time and did not have the enviable career now, although he was down like a loser at that time, but he had a pair of bright and hopeful eyes, with his own persistence, but like a successful person.

Now in front of the shopkeeper, although he is rich and has an enviable career, he is the opposite of him when he first met, like a loser.

The noodle shop owner was silent, and An Youquan couldn't help crying when he saw the noodle shop owner, "Please, we have been in love for more than ten years, you don't want to see me exposed." I've finally come this far, please, help me. ”

When the noodle shop owner saw him like this, the noodle shop owner finally sighed. Although this friendship has slowly changed over time and the gap between the two sides' status has widened, those once beautiful pictures continue to appear in front of the noodle shop owner. The heart that was angry because of deception gradually turned into calm and disappointed.

"Well, I'll try my best to persuade you. The noodle shop owner said this with all his might, then turned his head and left, but the noodle shop owner finally relented.

An Youquan, who got this reply, couldn't help but say with joy on his face, "Don't worry, your child's illness comes to our hospital for free treatment, and the money is not enough to tell me, I will add." ”

This time the shopkeeper didn't answer. Because this time the owner of the store decided to leave the store and completely put an end to the friendship of more than ten years.

Walking out into the street, a song rang in the shopkeeper's ears

Fifteen years of friendship

Who knows how to cherish

Money in a pompous world

How many real feelings there are

Memories are separated in memory

Time fades in memory

But they couldn't see each other clearly

The smile of the meeting does not see the blue sky

The oppressive air in the vanishing landscape

Those good memories will eventually all be gone

......

Hearing this song, I remembered my fifteen-year friendship with An Youquan, and the noodle shop owner finally couldn't control his crying loudly, causing countless passers-by on the street to watch, and he didn't know who he was crying for. Perhaps, for those fifteen years of friendship.

Late at night, Yang Fanmei went home with a big bag of things, and today he asked the store manager to advance his salary of 500 yuan, bought a lot of delicious food, and was ready to go home to surprise the two children at home. As a result, at the gate of the community, he saw a haggard figure.

"You're back. The haggard figure spoke.

"Ah, why is the shopkeeper you, how did you find me here, how do you know that I live here?" Yang Fan looked at this figure carefully and recognized it as the noodle shop owner, and couldn't help but ask in surprise.

The owner of the noodle shop heard Yang Fan's question, and said with a smile, "I kept asking about the characteristics of you and your sister, and I found it all over my head, but fortunately, your sister's dyed white hair is easy to identify, otherwise I really can't find you." The shopkeeper got up tremblingly, and he didn't know how long he had been looking for it, or how long he had been waiting, and the floor was full of cigarette butts.

"Is there something wrong?" Yang Fan asked worriedly, after all, it was so late now, he must have something urgent.

"I was wrong, I'm sorry. The owner said sincerely. And bowed deeply, Yang Fan quickly helped the shopkeeper up, confused.

The owner of the noodle shop told An Youquan about stealing Yang Fan's prescription, and Yang Fan was silent after listening quietly.

"I'm sorry, it was my friend who did something wrong and I apologize for him. And he's ready to compensate you with money. The shopkeeper apologized again, and Yang Fan quickly shook his head and said

"You said the prescription worked, didn't you?"

"Hmm. It's my friend's fascination. The shopkeeper said ashamedly.

"That's what can help the shopkeeper, your child," Yang Fan said with a sudden smile.

"Hmm..."The shopkeeper looked at Yang Fan's smile and was a little confused, anyone who learned that his things had been stolen was basically angry and rushed to find someone to settle accounts, but Yang Fan was very calm.

"It's enough to help you, no compensation is needed, if I can help more people, it will be the biggest compensation for me. Yang Fan looked at the shopkeeper and smiled even brighter. When Yang Fan heard that he could help the shopkeeper's child, the stone he had been hanging in his heart finally fell, and he didn't value the so-called compensation so much. Because the shopkeeper didn't say much money, Yang Fan didn't feel that there was much money in his heart, and through the shopkeeper's account, he didn't have a good impression of An Youquan, and it was hard to say whether he would compensate him, in short, Yang Fan didn't have expectations.

"No, I'll send you the money tomorrow when I ask for it. You deserve it, I'm really sorry for you and your sister, and I shouldn't have distrusted your sister. How can I make up for you?" said the noodle shop owner anxiously.

"Don't make it up, it's not a big deal, it's good to help the boss, after all, you've always taken good care of me. Yang Fan shook his head and refused.

"No, you must make up for it!" This time, the owner of the noodle shop was very resolute, and after listening to Yang Fan's words, a guilty look appeared on his face. If he didn't compensate Yang Fan, his heart would not go after all.

Yang Fan looked at the shopkeeper's guilty appearance and hesitated for a moment and said

"In this case, it is enough for you to treat us to a meal, and we want beef noodles with more meat than noodles. ”

After listening to Yang Fan's words, the shopkeeper was in a trance, he remembered that when An Youquan first became a doctor, he made him a bowl of beef noodles in Yang Fan's mouth as a celebration, that bowl of beef noodles contained a lot of emotions, such as simplicity and kindness, and friendship, but that bowl of beef noodles was gradually forgotten in the long river of memory.

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper finally smiled

"Okay, when you come to my store, I will definitely invite you to eat beef noodles with more meat than noodles!"