"Great!" After receiving Ding Junyi's affirmation, Hua Kangren could no longer contain his excitement.
He said quickly:
"In that case, I will go to Dongjiang in two days... no, tomorrow, early tomorrow morning. Then, I will trouble you to help introduce Professor Zhang!"
"That's not necessary." Seeing Hua Kangren so anxious, Ding Junyi quickly reminded:
"As far as I know, Professor Zhang just left Dongjiang for Shanghai two days ago. He should be over there at this moment."
"In addition, his personality is different from ordinary people. Although I have some dealings with him, I can't guarantee that he will give me this face."
"But don't worry, life is at stake. Since you, old classmate, have come to me, I will definitely try my best to help you contact me. As for whether this matter can be done in the end, I can't guarantee it, so Lao Hua You also have to be mentally prepared.”
How could Hua Kangren not be mentally prepared for his daughter's condition? Hua Kangren said excitedly:
"It's okay, it's okay, I understand! I'm mentally prepared."
Now that my old classmate is willing to help contact the doctor, it is already a great kindness.
He also understood that since ancient times, those with great abilities, no matter what field they were in, had unusual temperaments.
Especially those who study medicine.
Most of the miracle doctors with excellent medical skills are unique.
Even so, there are countless dignitaries who are willing to curry favor with them. After all, no one can guarantee that they will not get sick in their lifetime. Being friends with a miracle doctor means that life has an extra layer of protection.
Hua Kangren thanked him repeatedly, his voice even choked with sobs: "Thank you very much, old classmate, thank you very much!"
Ding Junyi comforted her and said, "Lao Hua, you don't have to worry too much. Your daughter has her own destiny. I believe that as long as Dr. Zhang is willing to take action, your daughter will be cured."
Hua Kangren said: "Then you are the great benefactor of our family!".
Ding Junyi laughed: "I am a great benefactor, so who is the miracle doctor who saved your daughter?"
Hua Kangren said in a serious tone: "That's different."
Ding Junyi said: "Haha, you're here, if you really want to thank me, you can thank me in person after I am transferred back to Shanghai after a while. We haven't seen each other for several years, and I will kill you hard then." Suddenly."
Hua Kangren naturally agreed.
He is very excited now, finally the road is boundless!
Not to mention Ding Junyi killing him, as long as the miracle doctor Zhang can cure his daughter, he can agree to any conditions. Even if he sells the entire Huayan, he will not hesitate to make his boss a slave.
On the other side, Zhang Dachuan, who came down from Jiangxin Island, went straight back to Zhou Qingyu's residence. He knocked on the door and found that no one was there. He couldn't help but wonder:
"You're not back yet? Didn't you say you just went to deal with things at the store?"
He took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Xiaoya:
"You haven't gone home yet?"
The text message received a reply soon:
"I'm sorry, Brother Dachuan, I may not be able to go back for another hour or so. Things are rather troublesome."
Zhang Dachuan frowned slightly when he saw the news.
More than an hour?
It's eight o'clock now.
He typed and asked: "Are things difficult at the store? Do you need my help?"
Zhou Qingyu replied: "Fortunately, it's mainly some trivial matters that take up time. Brother Dachuan, you don't have to worry."
It doesn't look like there's any big trouble.
Zhang Dachuan put away the phone and took out the room key.
After entering the door, he was about to bend down to change his shoes, but suddenly stopped and thought:
"If you're so busy late, that girl probably won't even bother to have dinner. Anyway, I have nothing to do now, so why not go buy some vegetables and come back and wait for her."
Just like that, Zhang Dachuan took the key again and turned out of the door.
I went to the tuck shop downstairs to buy a bottle of water, and took the opportunity to learn the location of the nearby vegetable market from the tuck shop owner. After a while, he weighed some ribs and vegetables and came back.
He planned to make some pork rib soup for Zhou Qingyu.
Children who grew up in the countryside have strong hands-on skills. After spending an hour simmering the pork ribs and corn soup until the fire is high enough, and then frying two vegetables, a dinner can be easily prepared.
When there was a knock on the door, the hour hand of the wall clock was pointing to 10 o'clock.
Zhang Dachuan went over and opened the door, and Zhou Qingyu's beautiful and delicate face came into view. She had a look of apology on her face. After entering the door, she hurriedly changed her shoes and said:
"I'm sorry, Brother Dachuan, I didn't expect it to be so late and kept you waiting. Have you not eaten yet? I'll go right away..."
She was about to say that she would start the fire immediately, but suddenly her nose twitched slightly and she smelled a strong aroma of pork rib stew.
"Huh?" The little girl looked at Zhang Dachuan with surprised eyes, "Brother Dachuan, what delicious food did you make? It smells so good!"
Zhang Dachuan smiled and said:
"You haven't eaten yet? I've stewed the ribs and am waiting for you."
Waiting for me?
When Zhou Qingyu heard this, her heart suddenly felt sweet, and she felt her heartbeat speeding up uncontrollably.
Zhou Qingyu’s eyes were clear and there was a sweet smile on his lips:
"Even if I eat the food cooked by Brother Dachuan himself, I will definitely have to eat another big bowl."
She threw her bag on the sofa and walked into the kitchen with her little hands behind her back and tiptoeing.
Just looking at her back, you can feel the joy in her body.
"Wow, it smells so good. It looks good." Zhou Qingyu opened the lid of the steamy glass pot and looked at the milky-white pork ribs stewed in the pot. He smelled the aroma in his nostrils and stared straight into his eyes. Shine.
"It's a pity that it's not a wood-fired stove in the countryside. That way the stew will be more fragrant. Okay, let's go serve the food." Zhang Dachuan took out a large bowl from the cabinet next to him and prepared to serve soup. Zhou Qingyu quickly moved out of the way.
As the two of them sat down at the dining table, Zhou Qingyu, who had been busy all day, felt his index finger move.
"Try it." Zhang Dachuan put the best piece of ribs into her bowl.
Zhou Qingyu's smile was as bright as a flower: "You don't have to taste it, I believe what you make, Brother Dachuan, will be delicious."
That's what she said, but the movements of her hands were not slow at all, and she directly took the ribs to her mouth and took a bite.
The soft and slightly stewed pork ribs mixed with the sweet aroma of corn hit the taste buds, making the little girl narrow her eyes and almost bite off her tongue.
However, Zhang Dachuan began to look bad at this time. After tasting the ribs, he said:
"The taste is okay, but the meat is not very good. It is not as good as our Xiushan Xiang pig. The meat quality is far behind."
"That's different. The fragrant pigs in the village were raised by you yourself, Brother Dachuan. The meat outside can't compare." Zhou Qingyu thought it was okay. She had lived in Shanghai for a while and was used to the quality of the meat here. level.
However, thinking of Zhang Dachuan's various industries on the Dongjiang side, Zhou Qingyu couldn't help but ask:
"Brother Dachuan, when are you going to develop these businesses outside? For example, here in Shanghai, with the quality of the meat of Xiushan Xiangzhu, it will definitely make a big difference in Shanghai!"
