Fragrance at night

When Zhang Xiaotian heard this, he laughed, and threw the case towards him: "I don't like to meddle in this business, you can solve it yourself if you have the ability!" After speaking, he walked out of the ward with a sigh of relief But who knows, he was stopped by Dean Shang, and Shang Bo rolled his eyes angrily. Now as long as he can keep the black gauze hat on his head, no matter who it is, as long as he can make this Uncle Gong on the hospital bed sleep, he will be fine. .

So he walked over with a smile, looked around Zhang Xiaotian up and down, and asked with a smile: "Young man, what can you do, you can't talk too much, or else hehe."

Mr. Gong, who was sitting on the hospital bed, put his hands on his chest, looked at Zhang Xiaotian suspiciously, and said hastily: "Come on, the tone of your youth is not small, as long as you can let me sleep peacefully and comfortably, Regardless of whether you belong to this hospital or not, the position of director will be given to you, even the dean will do."

Beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Dean Shang's forehead, and he immediately smiled and said with a charming expression: "Yes, yes, I will follow Mr. Gong's instructions. I will come to the hospital directly to work from tomorrow. What's your name, young man?"

"Zhang Xiaotian, an ancestral traditional Chinese medicine." When he said that, he had already walked to the door, but he refused: "President, I have a job, thank you for your kindness, but I can't promise to cure this elder brother's illness. I can only guarantee that this big brother can sleep well tonight."

"All right, all right, as long as I can sleep well, I'm satisfied little brother!"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Gong who was on the hospital bed almost jumped up from the bed in excitement, and said with a jump.

However, what Dean Shang didn't expect was that this kid turned down his offer, but this was a good thing, at least the position of the dean was preserved, and he always wanted his son Shang Bo sits as the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

As long as Zhang Xiaotian refuses this, even if Boss Gong is cured, then the credit is also due to the hospital.

Shang Bo, who had always wanted to show off in front of Qiao Qian, immediately came out unwillingly to stop him, but was stopped by Dean Shang with a wink: "Young man, then I will trouble you."

Zhang Xiaotian touched his nose, walked to the hospital bed with a silly smile, stretched out his hand and said to Qiao Qian, "Silver needle."

Dean Shang immediately asked people to bring the silver cup to the Chinese medicine department and put it in front of Zhang Xiaotian. After he took out the silver needle, he touched his head with a simple smile and said, "Brother, you have to make the decision for me. This group of people will embarrass me later and won't let me go, what should I do?"

At this moment, Mr. Gong was excited, lying on the hospital bed ready, after hearing this sentence, he immediately got up, with a gloomy face, pointed to a circle of people and said, "Don't worry, no one dares to drip you, whoever wants to Why don't you, first ask me if I agree! I don't think Dean Shang will agree, am I right, Dean Shang?"

Originally, Shang Bo wanted to take care of Zhang Xiaotian, but when Mr. Gong said this, he immediately lowered his head and stood aside without answering. Dean Shang immediately nodded and bowed and said: "Yes, yes, Mr. Gong said Yes, did you hear, no one is allowed to embarrass this young man!"

The other doctors also nodded, and then he took out the silver needle from it, took Mr. Gong's arm, quickly pierced five acupuncture points, and stared at it with doubts amidst everyone's astonishment. When he looked at it, Mr. Gong let out a sigh of relief, and felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

At this moment, an expert who was also standing in the ward, after seeing his acupuncture technique, couldn't help showing a shocked expression on his face, and whispered to Professor Zhang who was standing beside him: "Old Zhang, what's wrong with this man's technique?" Is it very similar to that old man?"

"Hehe, this is not so similar, it is exactly the same." Professor Zhang said, but his heart was already like a typhoon passing by, setting off a layer of turbulent waves!Just looking at Zhang Xiaotian's concentrated expression now, it is exactly the same as his own son. Suddenly, the past kept rolling in his mind. At that time, he married a woman and had a child. Later, his son returned to the provincial capital by himself, and when he asked about the woman and the child, he just shook his head vigorously. Later, his son also died young...

This is also considered a hurdle in Professor Zhang's heart. When he saw Zhang Xiaotian in the ravine, for some reason, he could always see Zhang Xiaotian's shadow on him, but when he thought about it, this kid was the descendant of that old man. , and the old man was also surnamed Zhang, so he wondered if he was wrong.

The expert nodded slightly, and sighed, "I didn't expect that strange person to have such an offspring. Alas, green is better than blue." He begged that strange person for a long time, and wanted to learn from him. That set of miraculous acupuncture and moxibustion techniques, but the strange man didn't teach him, and now he has met the offspring of that old strange man. I don't know if he can learn from this kid now.

So, I started to make up my mind.

But at this moment, Mr. Gong actually started to snore while lying on the hospital bed. The doctors who were standing in the ward just now looked down on Zhang Xiaotian, all of them were dumbfounded. They wanted to see this kid make a fool of himself. But they all graduated from serious universities, and from the way Zhang Xiaotian speaks, you can tell that he is a country bumpkin who came out of the valley. Even if he is wearing a fashionable brand name, he is still a bumpkin at heart. Who knows This bumpkin actually cured Mr. Gong's insomnia.

In order to comfort themselves, they murmured silently in their hearts, this bumpkin must be a blind cat who met a dead mouse!

After Zhang Xiaotian put away the silver needle, he clapped his hands, and walked to Qiao Qian's side with a silly smile: "Hey, well, he can sleep well tonight, I'm so sleepy, sister, I'll go back to sleep first."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xiaotian quickly left the ward without waiting for other people in the ward to speak, went outside, stopped a taxi and drove towards the rented place.

I didn't see Widow Zhang's shadow when I entered the door. I looked at Widow Zhang Shuhua's bedroom and saw that it was pitch black. She seemed to be asleep, so she walked towards her room lightly.

Just as he stretched out his hand to open the door, he heard the door of Widow Zhang's bathroom being opened. Immediately, Zhang Xiaotian stood where he was, and it was none other than Zhang who came out wiping his wet hair and wearing a bath towel. widow……

After Zhang Xiaotian left, Widow Zhang had nothing to do, and after tidying up the house for a long time, she sweated a lot, so she wanted to take a bath, but she fell asleep in bed, and when she woke up, Zhang Xiaotian didn't come back either, so he went to take a shower while he wasn't at home, who knew he would come back at this time.

Just when she was about to speak, who knew that the bath towel around the back was not tied tightly, she took a step forward, stepped on the bath towel, and the bath towel remained on the ground, but she threw herself on Zhang Xiaotian's body past……