As soon as Zhou Bingkun returned to the hospital, he was called to the office by Li Qingde.
"Bingkun, why are you back so soon?" Li Qingde asked hurriedly.
"Master, I gave an old man named Qi Xinghua a medical checkup. I'll come back when everything is fine." Zhou Bingkun said honestly.
"Have you finished reading? What is Qi Lao's disease? Are you sure?" Li Qingde asked.
"He has a foreign body in his lungs. I slapped him out. He's fine now. He'll just drink some Chinese medicine to treat it." Zhou Bingkun said casually.
"One slap? His lung disease was cured just like that?" Li Qingde said in surprise. He had obviously heard about Qi Xinghua's illness.
"Yes, but his lungs still need to be recuperated. I've prescribed a prescription to nourish the lungs." Zhou Bingkun said casually.
"That's it? Nothing more?" Li Qingde asked.
"By the way, Qi Lao still has some calcium deficiency. I reminded him to pay attention when eating." Zhou Bingkun said.
"Well, if you cure Qi Lao's disease, Qi Lao will just let you go?" Li Qingde asked.
"It seems that he asked me to eat, but nothing happened at his place. I was worried that we still have many patients here, so I refused." Zhou Bingkun pretended to be honest.
"Rejected?!" Li Qingde felt a little angry. Qi Xinghua invited him to dinner, but Zhou Bingkun refused. He wanted to curse.
"However, Mr. Qi asked me to go to his house for dinner in the evening. I was embarrassed to refuse, so I agreed." Zhou Bingkun seemed to see that Li Qingde wanted to get angry, and he said hurriedly.
"Ah? Are you going to have dinner tonight?" Li Qingde said with a strange expression. He almost scolded Zhou Bingkun just now, but now he was happy again. He thought to himself "Dinner would be better, haha."
"Master, we treat diseases and save people not for the purpose of eating from the patients' homes. Shouldn't I go?" Zhou Bingkun asked deliberately.
"No, Bingkun, you should go. Qi Lao's invitation to a meal is a sincere thought. It's not good for you to refuse. In the future, when patients like Qi Lao invite you to dinner, you should try not to refuse. This is not good. Do you know?" Li Qingde said.
"Okay, Master. I will no longer refuse dinner invitations from patients in Gaogan Community." Zhou Bingkun seemed to understand everything.
"Very good, that's what I mean. Okay, it's okay. Go and get busy. There are many patients waiting for you outside. They just recognize you. The other doctors don't believe it, haha." Li Qingde smiled. He was very satisfied with Zhou Bingkun's performance.
...
After being busy for a while, Zhou Bingkun went home for lunch.
As usual, it was his cooking. The food he cooks is delicious and he is willing to cook for his family.
"Mom, Juan'er, someone invited me to dinner tonight. You don't have to wait for me for dinner." Zhou Bingkun said casually.
"Bingkun, who invited you to dinner?" Li Suhua asked casually. She is feeding her child. She is not hungry yet and is not in a hurry to eat.
"Just a leader from Gaogan Community. He wanted to show his appreciation for the medical treatment I gave him this morning." Zhou Bingkun said casually.
"The leader invited you to dinner again? Bingkun, you are a doctor and you know many leaders." Li Suhua said with a smile.
"It's just acquaintance, it's no big deal." Zhou Bingkun said casually.
"Yes, we can't ask others to do things just because we know each other. We are not that kind of people." Li Suhua said.
"Bingkun, remember to come back early and don't drink." Zheng Juan warned.
"I know, it's okay, don't worry." Zhou Bingkun said with a smile.
...
afternoon.
Zhou Bingkun thought he could be busy in the hospital all afternoon.
But a car came to pick him up again.
"Bingkun, Qi Lao asked you to go see Mr. Zhao Shumin. You should take good care of him when you go." Li Qingde warned.
"Okay, Master. Please make arrangements for the patients outside." Zhou Bingkun responded. He had not bothered to see patients outside in the morning, and now he had no time in the afternoon.
The entrance of the hospital.
"You must be Dr. Zhou. I'll pick you up to see Mr. Zhao." A middle-aged driver said respectfully.
"Yes, I am Zhou Bingkun. I don't know what your surname is. What do you call me?" Zhou Bingkun said politely.
"I don't dare, but your surname is Zhang, just call me Master Zhang." The driver, Master Zhang, said politely.
...
It’s still the same neighborhood.
Zhou Bingkun is here again.
Another villa.
When Zhou Bingkun got out of the car, he saw a few people.
Ma Shouchang, Qi Xinghua, and an old man who looked to be in his seventies. He was Zhao Shumin.
"Haha, Doctor Zhou, I asked you to come again. I recommended you to Brother Zhao. He is also feeling a little unwell. As a last resort, please come again." Qi Xinghua said with a smile.
"No trouble, please be polite." Zhou Bingkun said respectfully.
"Come on, Bingkun, let me introduce you. This is Brother Zhao Shumin. He was much better than me back then. He..." Qi Xinghua introduced Zhao Shumin with a smile.
It turns out that Zhao Shumin, like him, was also a hero during the Anti-Japanese War. He also killed many Japanese and had many achievements that outsiders didn't know about. It is also a narrow escape, for the future of the country, regardless of life and death. He is also someone Zhou Bingkun admires.
"Hello, Mr. Zhao." Zhou Bingkun said respectfully.
"Okay, hello, Xiao Zhou." Zhao Shumin smiled. His voice was a little low, he was thin, a little short, his face was gloomy, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked like he was not in good health.
"Come on, let's go into the house first." Qi Xinghua said with a smile.
After a few people entered.
Zhou Bingkun didn't say much. He prepared himself and took Zhao Shumin's pulse.
As soon as he took a pulse, he frowned.
"There are problems with the lungs, gastrointestinal problems, liver and kidneys..." Zhou Bingkun quickly diagnosed many problems. He felt uncomfortable.
"With so many problems, how should we solve them?" He felt a little at a loss as to where to start.
"No, the situation is very bad. Zhao Shumin is going to die soon!" Within a few minutes, Zhou Bingkun came to this conclusion.
This time, it took him longer to check his pulse, and he kept frowning. He didn't seem to know what to do.
Twenty minutes later.
Zhou Bingkun had already figured out Zhao Shumin's physical condition.
It can be said that it is riddled with holes and diseases all over the body, and they all need to be treated, but there is almost no cure.
"Doctor Zhou, how are you?" Qi Xinghua asked carefully. He could tell that Zhou Bingkun's expression was wrong.
Zhou Bingkun didn't know what to say. He couldn't say, "I'm going to die soon. Let's prepare for the funeral."
"Dr. Zhou, just tell me. I know what's going on with my body, so don't be burdened." Zhao Shumin said with a smile. Even though he was smiling, his brows were slightly furrowed. But his eyes were full of freedom and fearlessness, and it seemed that nothing could scare this old man.
"Um... Mr. Zhao, are you enduring pain all the time?" Zhou Bingkun asked a question.
"Haha, Xiao Zhou, can you tell? That's right, my body makes me feel uncomfortable all the time. I wish I could die soon." Zhao Shumin laughed. He endured the pain every day, but he behaved like a normal person and didn't let anyone notice. He just didn't want to worry anyone.
He felt very uncomfortable three months ago and couldn't bear it anymore. He happened to be in the capital at that time, so he went to see the imperial doctor, and then he knew the result. He knew that his health was failing. He had suffered too many injuries when he was young, and now that he had exploded, he was unable to recover.
This time, Qi Xinghua's words were too mysterious, so he casually agreed to let Zhou Bingkun come. In fact, he didn't have high hopes.
"How could this happen?" Qi Xinghua couldn't accept it. He always thought that Zhao Shumin was not sick, unlike him who always coughed. He often joked that he must be the one to leave first, and asked Zhao Shumin to take care of his family after he left.
"Doctor Zhou, do you have a cure?" Ma Shouchang asked. He has great confidence in Zhou Bingkun's medical skills.
"I...I don't have a foolproof plan at the moment. By the way, why aren't Mr. Zhao's family members here?" Zhou Bingkun asked. He actually had no way to cure it, but he didn't dare to say this in front of Zhao Shumin. He felt that Zhao Shumin’s family should be informed of Zhao Shumin’s condition so that they could be mentally prepared.
When Ma Shouchang and Qi Xinghua heard that Zhou Bingkun was looking for his family members, they looked at each other and seemed to understand something.
There was a hint of silence in Zhao Shumin's eyes. There seems to be something he can't let go of.
