The old man and the old lady were very polite, and they were very enthusiastic in serving tea and water. Zhang Fan stopped him again and again, but in a short time the old lady filled the table with all kinds of snacks, including Zhizhi, steamed buns, Sanhe puff pastry, sesame pancakes, anyway, the table It's packed with food.
Zhang Liangyuan's jasmine tea still smells quite fragrant, but Zhang Fan doesn't like drinking it, mainly because Zhang Fan can't drink it, so he likes to drink Tieguanyin.
After a few pleasantries, the Zhongyong dean introduced Zhang Fan's identity to the two old men.
The old man estimated that his ancestors were bannermen. Although the room was not big, an old-fashioned two-bedroom apartment, there were many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and there was also a painting of an old man dressed like a python and a snake hanging on the wall.
"Why, Zhang Yuan also likes calligraphy and painting?"
Zhang Fan blushed a little. To be honest, if he was not afraid of embarrassment, Zhang Fan's level of calligraphy and painting was probably at a level where magnanimity could be regarded as ***.
Before Zhang Fan could speak, Dean Zhongyong had already said, "In our industry, everyone already knows about Zhang Yuan's hobbies of calligraphy, painting and porcelain. Moreover, Zhang Yuan also has a lot of good things in his hands."
In one sentence, Zhang Fan, who wanted to say he didn't understand, was so hard that he didn't know what to say.
I don’t know how it was spread now. It is said that Zhang Fan loves to eat, porcelain, calligraphy and painting. It is true that he loves eating, but the other two really wronged Zhang Fan. The last time someone gave Zhang Fan a painting of a shrimp, they also let him Zhang Fan thinks this level is not good at all.
"This is a good thing. The things of our ancestors cannot wait until our generation is dead and no one will understand it. Zhang Yuan has a special status. If he expands this hobby, it may not be a guide. Come, come, come, look. Look at what I have saved in my life. The better ones have been donated to the Forbidden City. Although the ones I have at home are a little damaged, they are things passed down from my ancestors."
The old man pulled Zhang Fan, who didn't even have two knives, to take a look at his treasure.
"See the doctor first, see the doctor first."
"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, I won't die for a while. I didn't want to disturb you and Lao Wu at first, but Lao Wu got interested, so I just relied on you."
Zhang Fan had no idea. The old man took Zhang Fan's hand and walked into the study. It was a study converted from a bedroom. The walls were covered with books, and there wasn't even a place to insert a pin.
"Look, this is a blue and white rich lion's ear vase with pea green ground."
Zhang Fan took a look and saw a gray vase with no light at all. It looked like it was stained with dirt and had not been washed clean.
The old man regarded Zhang Fan as an expert. After all, the zhongyong dean praised Zhang Fan as the most knowledgeable expert in the medical circle.
Seeing that there was no surprise in Zhang Fan's eyes, the old man thought to himself: "This doctor seems to have seen the big world. Although it is a little more difficult to get this bottle into the Forbidden City, it is still okay to put it in the National Museum. He is not surprised at all. See I have to get something good."
The old man put the bottle away steadily, closed the glass door of the cabinet, and rummaged through the cabinets and took out a yellow bowl. The mouth of the bowl was not big, and it could probably only hold a small apple. The old man took it out and didn't introduce it yet.
Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, not because he knew what this thing was, but because he had a pair at home. When I went to Maruko Country to perform an operation on a president, they gave it to me as a gift. He didn't think it was that good either.
The old man said with a slight pity: "There are not many bowls left. Most of them are still in the country of meatballs. We have a pair in the Forbidden City. Mine is injured. It's a pity."
"Hey, aren't these the pair of bowls given to you by Wanzi Country? Academician Jiang posted them on WeChat Moments last time."
Zhang Fan is ready to scold his mother. This old man Jiang is so old, but he can still play in Moments! One sentence shocked the old man so much that his hands began to shake.
"This is good stuff. This is good stuff. Zhang Yuan must keep it well. Don't let it get brittle."
Zhang Fan nodded and thought to himself, he must explain to Shao Hua when he gets back, and he must be a little more high-minded, so as not to let Zhang Zhibo, a little brat, pick him up and use it as a cannon.
The old man is actually pitiful. Although he has status and status, he still has a lot of stuff in his family. It's a pity that all his children have gone abroad. You may not be able to come back even for the Chinese New Year, especially after you start a family and start a career abroad, you can count the number of times you go home.
Therefore, when meeting young people and people with this hobby, the old man's enthusiasm makes people feel heartbroken.
Someone has said that the capital has the largest number of people settling in Golden Retriever. I don’t know what they think. More than a billion people want to have a household registration in the capital, but they don’t value it much if they have a household registration in the mother’s womb.
The old man was lying on the bed, and Zhang Fan began to examine the old man's body.
"It's not appendicitis, it's not good at this average level! It's better to take it out to see the world, otherwise it won't be a problem for me to be the first in the world!" After the examination, Zhang Fan said intentionally or unintentionally.
The moderate dean Nima was so angry that his face turned purple.
The old man quickly explained: "It's not for Zhongyong. It's not for Zhongyong." The more the old man explained, the more he seemed to be saying, it's just for Zhongyong.
"It's okay, it's okay. Everything looks the same. It's caused by strain on your iliopsoas muscle."
To be honest, iliopsoas muscle strain is a disease that, let alone ordinary people, even general surgery doctors will often diagnose as appendicitis if they encounter patients with iliopsoas muscle abscess. Then he pulled the patient onto the table and opened it. It turned out that he had appendicitis and was as pink and tender as a beautiful woman’s tongue.
The doctor could only make the appendicitis swollen like a craftsman, then cut it out and show it to the patient's family, "Look, the appendix is as swollen as a carrot. I cut it out for you." Then antibiotics were used for half a month.
After the patient is discharged from the hospital, he thinks, Hey! The doctor's level is really high and it really doesn't hurt anymore.
In fact, it’s not that the appendix is cut without pain, but that intravenous antibiotics control the inflammation.
Then a few years later, I found that the pain started again. I went to the hospital again and found out that my appendix had been removed. Why did the pain start again?
The doctor's head felt dizzy, so he turned his head to drain it out carefully.
There are many such things. The iliopsoas muscle, how should I say it? Many desk workers have their bodies in a hip flexion position for a long time, and the iliopsoas muscle is passively shortened. If you maintain this posture for a long time, the iliopsoas muscle will be in a state of shortening, tension, weakness, and cannot be stretched (due to the characteristics of the muscle - "creep", that is, the muscle will adapt to this if it is at a certain length and does not work for a long time. length, and become weak).
Then it causes pain in the lower abdomen. If you encounter this situation, everything you check is normal, but if the right lower abdomen feels like someone is pulling the balls and tearing them apart, you can go to the orthopedics department for a look after going to the general surgery.
For any surgery, you should not only simply rely on the doctor, but also worry about yourself. After all, the first person responsible for your body is yourself, not the doctor who rubs your appendix.
"I'll give you a massage, but from now on, you still have to pay attention to minimizing the time you spend working at your desk."
The iliopsoas muscle is said to be one of the muscles that cannot be strengthened. Compared to the corpus cavernosum, it is really difficult to strengthen. The corpus cavernosum can still be congested with blood for thirty seconds. Once this muscle is damaged, it is particularly troublesome to recover.
There is a method in Chinese medicine, which is fire acupuncture treatment, which is very effective. However, Zhang Fan thinks that this effect is caused by the high temperature of the needles destroying the nerves inside the muscles. However, others do not think so, saying that the effect is achieved by dispelling the cold.
Zhang Fan doesn't know much about Chinese medicine, so he usually doesn't argue with Cha Su Hua Medical.
According to Zhang Fan's method, rest is the first treatment, followed by massage to strengthen other surrounding muscles and replace the function of the strained iliopsoas muscle.
This method is also very effective, but the biggest drawback is that if you continue to work at your desk for a long time, you will still relapse.
Zhang Fan massaged the old man. He hadn't massaged anyone for a long time. Of course, excluding Shao Hua, Zhang Fan still checked Shao Hua's breasts frequently.
Not only Zhang Fan should do this, but also men with wives or girlfriends should do it. After all, men are definitely talented in this area. There is no need to learn how to feel for pimples or anything like that, men are often born with it.
After the massage, the effect was still good. The old man made it clear that the pain seemed to be relieved, but the soreness was severe.
It is definitely impossible for Zhang Fan to arrange a treatment time for the old man. Of course, there are even ordinary people who can massage.
The old man insisted on giving money. In normal times, Zhang Fan would have taken it. But today, Zhang Fan still wanted to use this excuse to do private work to win over the mediocre dean. Otherwise, it would be bad to take the money. Got it done.
Zhang Fan didn't want life or death. The old man hesitated and said, "Zhang Yuan, if you don't mind, I will give you a calligraphy painting!"
Zhang Fan thought about it for a while, and it wasn't that he thought the old man was not good at it. Anyway, he regarded magnanimity as ***, so it didn't matter whether his level was high or low.
Xinglin master! The writing was good with a thick brush, mainly because Zhang Fan knew these words. Of course, it would probably be difficult to separate them.
On the way back, "I am the president of the Calligraphy Association, and I have rarely written for people in the past few years." Zhang Fan heard this and said, "You can't ruin this person's ethics. I will send it back to you tomorrow."
The mediocre dean always felt that Zhang Fan was getting an advantage and acting like a good boy. "Dean, look, if you just say one word, I will die through fire and water. I want to ask you something."
"Can you please give me some face? It only costs a few dollars to give you a clinic number. How much does this word cost?" The mediocre dean was so angry that he was really embarrassed today. Not only did my own hospital misdiagnose such a minor illness, but I was still embarrassed in front of this guy.
Dean Zhongyong has already made up his mind that he must put things in order when he returns.
"I've already said that I can't ruin someone's moral character and send him back tomorrow. Besides, these are two different things, okay? And it's also for the good of your hospital. I won't agree to anyone else's begging."
"Hey, you'd better promise to someone else. When you open your mouth, my heart will tremble. Can you find another hospital? In fact, I think the affiliated hospital of Zhongyong University is also good. They have as many academicians as us."
"I don't have a good relationship with them, so I have a good relationship with you!" Zhang Fan didn't give him any chance at all.
