When the uncle saw that his grandson didn't seem to have any intention of standing up for himself, he suddenly became angry.

However, he has been coming a lot these days, so he still knows Zheng Xiaomei.

"Girl, tell me, it's just a cigarette, as for it!"

Zheng Xiaomei looked at Zhang Jianjun with a loveless expression, and comforted the old man with a smile.

"Uncle, it's really not good to smoke here, it's not good for those medicinal herbs, and it's even worse for your body, in the future, it's better to smoke less."

Dong Yan hurriedly answered: "Did you hear it, the leaders in our factory have said that you can't smoke here, if you want to smoke in the future, go over there, everyone is smoking over there." ”

The old man snorted coldly, glanced at Zhang Jianjun, and said impatiently: "I know, I will give the leaders of your factory a few thin noodles today, and I will smoke here in the future, okay?" ”

Zhang Jianjun wanted to refute his words, but when he thought that the other party was an old man, he could only hold back.

Zheng Xiaomei pulled Zhang Jianjun into the car, and only after the two of them were seated did she coax him.

"If you just said that you were the factory director, he would definitely listen to you obediently, who told you to have to put up a shelf."

Zhang Jianjun was already uncomfortable, and when he saw Zheng Xiaomei still talking cool words, he frowned and replied: "Where would I have thought that he was so difficult, but he smoked there, and you didn't talk about him before?" ”

Zheng Xiaomei hurriedly shook her head: "I said it, but it didn't work, his mind is a little unclear now, we just finished talking today, and he forgot about it when he comes tomorrow." Dong Yan also wrote a few words before, saying that smoking was prohibited there, but his grandfather was illiterate and didn't know what it meant, so he tore it off and used it as a newspaper for his butt. ”

Zhang Jianjun was very helpless when he heard it, but Zheng Xiaomei's words were not finished.

Actually, he is not Dong Yan's blood relative. Back then, Dong Yan was brought back by him from the road, and I heard that when he brought it back, Dong Yan's heart was not very good, so Uncle Dong gave him all his savings to see a doctor. The two of them have lived for so many years, and he has always been very good to Dong Yan. ”

Zhang Jianjun slowed down the car, did not interject, and waited for Zheng Xiaomei to continue.

"It seems that his mental problems have only been found out in the past two years. At that time, Dong Yan received a call from the hospital when he was still at school, saying that the uncle fell into the ditch on a tricycle, and his head hit a bag, and there might be bruises inside. At such an age, the hospital did not dare to operate, so it was the only way. ”

Speaking of this, Zheng Xiaomei's throat was a little choked.

"Dong Yan is very sensible and competitive, and later changed his major and went to study pharmacology, just to help his grandfather eliminate the blood clot in his brain."

It is true that medication can be eliminated, but in this era, the dosage is very limited, not too much, and there is no way to be too little.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Jianjun said softly: "No wonder, he will come to our pharmaceutical factory as soon as possible, I am afraid it is because there is ready-made equipment for him to study......"

Zheng Xiaomei nodded, and then said a little embarrassed: "Actually, I just learned about this matter not long ago, and I haven't had time to tell you yet." ”

Zhang Jianjun waved his hand, and then asked, "Do the others know?" ”

"Hey, this kind of thing can't be hidden, Uncle Dong has been here several times, and the people in the team already know about it. However, everyone was very enthusiastic and willing to help him, and I thought that since we have ready-made equipment, if he can really research this medicine, it will definitely be good for us, right? ”