Chapter 1233 - 1106: Are You Trying to Spook Me?

Chapter 1233: Chapter 1106: Are You Trying to Spook Me?

On weekends, the city hospital’s traditional Chinese medicine outpatient department is particularly crowded, especially with old patients who come upon hearing the news.

It’s different from the symptom-treating approach of Western medicine.

Traditional Chinese medicine, though paused for a few years, is still favored by the older generations, especially the elderly doctor who looks ageless and his young apprentice who seems to have stepped out of a painting.

— That acupuncture technique, paired with a few doses of traditional Chinese medicine, truly cures the disease effectively.

Unfortunately, the master and apprentice only consult for one day a week, and occasionally they put up a sign saying they had an emergency, pausing for half a day.

According to insiders, it’s because some patients need urgent surgery that requires the assistance of this duo, while others say that officials request their presence at the inpatient department.

There are various stories, so old patients who manage to get an appointment feel fortunate and, at the same time, can’t help but inquire if this master-apprentice duo can open one more day a week.

Speaking of which, it’s fine if the elder doctor isn’t there, the younger doctor will do too. Shouldn’t young people work hard instead of idle around?

Similar questions often arise as patients recover over time, especially for Zhou Jiao’s second senior brother, Dong Zhichao, who is the hospital director, which gives him a headache.

His junior sister made up the alias Zhou Qiao, but it can’t change the fact that it’s the same person. He can’t ask her to give up her high position to work under him, right?

If it were workable, he’d even let her take his position as director.

Although he thinks this way, he can’t help but complain.

Near lunchtime and close to finishing work, Dong Zhichao specifically went to the outpatient department and finally sighed after the master and apprentice sent off the last patient.

"Junior sister, you don’t know how difficult it is for your senior brother. Today, someone asked me again if the conditions are too poor for you and your teacher. The medical school also wants me to persuade your teacher, as you’re his only personal and last disciple. Shouldn’t you help the old man?"

"... That old Dong is too terrifying, always coming to find me, saying he’s my uncle and calling me a disgrace to the Dong family. He’s scolded me so much that I can’t raise my head."

"Junior sister, why don’t I find a few young doctors to assist you..."

Zhou Jiao looked at him with a half-smile and decisively interrupted, "Senior brother, are you mocking me? Don’t think I don’t know the hospital has some veteran doctors with unique skills."

Dong Zhichao helplessly shrugged, "What can I do! The patients only trust you and your teacher. They say as soon as you insert the needle, the medicine works wonders."

Zhou Jiao glanced at him with a cry-laugh face and righteously replied, "That’s a psychological effect."

Beside them, Mr. Hu stroked his white beard, smilingly looking at his proud disciple, interrupting his nephew who was about to speak, "Enough, speak cautiously, lest you scare her away from coming to the hospital."

Dong Zhichao laughed out loud at the words. Compared to the elder brother, the junior sister still trusted him the most. Look, this time, the junior sister didn’t choose the elder brother’s military hospital.

"I’ve already asked your teacher to transfer two young apprentices to assist. As for Old Dong, just ignore him; he sees something good and wants to pull it to his side.

Doesn’t he realize I’ve never taught a class in my life, why go? Should those youngsters start by memorizing hundreds of books just like your junior sister?

Jiao Jiao definitely can’t go, if it can’t be hidden, just tell him the truth. When it gets colder, I don’t plan to have her come here often either."

Dong Zhichao nodded in agreement.

No need for him to talk, he thinks Mr. Hu is quite old, why come out for consultations in the cold winter, what if he falls?

"Jiao girl, quickly get ready to go, I guess that brat is coming."

Zhou Jiao smiled lightly, "Teacher, let’s go out together to the street."

Doctor Hu waved his hand in disapproval, "I’m not going! I have already arranged to have tea with a few old fellows this afternoon."

"Junior sister, you better go now, Xiao Wu should be arriving soon." After Dong Zhichao finished speaking, he smiled flatteringly at Mr. Hu, "Teacher, can I join you?"

"Why would you go? Your father is also there."

"With you there, I’m not afraid of him."

"Shoo! You’re trying to use me again."

Zhou Jiao laughed and waved to them as she left.

Just as expected, not far from the main entrance, Zhang Guoqing leaned against the car door, occasionally chatting with his mother-in-law while keeping an eye on the entrance.

Seeing the situation, Zhou Jiao’s eyes lit up, and she quickly dashed towards them.

"Mom, Jiao Jiao is here." Zhang Guoqing just finished saying and went ahead to meet her, speaking with a slight reproach, "Why rush? I was waiting for you here."

"Afraid you’d wait too long."

"Silly wife! Get in the car quickly, I’ll take you and mom to have a good meal."

Miao Lishan got in with them, smiling without exposing her son-in-law, "Hungry? I brought some snacks to tide you over."

Seeing her about to open the snack box, Zhou Jiao shook her head, "I’m not hungry right now, let’s wait until we eat together. Mom, my teacher gave me some overseas remittance certificates, you can shop to your heart’s content this afternoon."

Miao Lishan burst into laughter, opened her bag, and revealed a thick stack of overseas remittance certificates, casually grabbing and stuffing some into her daughter’s hand.

Zhou Jiao took a look — there was a variety of types inside, including tickets for grain, cloth, rice, meat, oil, sugar, and various industrial products.

Except for the small scattered denominations, the others were in one hundred or two hundred units, valid for one year.

"You don’t ask where they’re from? There’s fifteen thousand here."

Zhou Jiao chuckled noncommittally, "Has cousin asked Heizi to send a message?"

Miao Lishan gave her a sideways glance in disappointment, "You’re just too clever! I should have listened to Xiao Wu, and coaxed you with a few tickets first. Read the letter after you return."

Zhou Jiao wasn’t in a hurry to read the letter; seeing her mom’s smile, she knew Miao Tianming was living well abroad.

"Xiao Lei sent over ten thousand US Dollars. At the secret exchange rate, Heizi got fifteen thousand seven hundred plus cash and remittance certificates. I wanted to give him the remainder, but he adamantly refused.

This honest boy said Xiao Lei already sent him a thousand. Later, it was Xiao Wu who said that he had a child coming soon, don’t let the child suffer, and shoved him the seven hundred plus remittance certificates."

Zhou Jiao nodded upon hearing this.

"Xiao Lei wrote in his letter asking if your uncles would be comfortable giving me pocket money each month? He thinks it’s inappropriate and suggests giving the money to him for joint investment.

This kid has grown up, he considers things thoroughly."

Watching her mom’s sentimental expression, Zhou Jiao smiled in agreement.

Ten thousand US Dollars a month for pocket money? Truly, the Miao family is wealthy. It seems her mom is moved again; fortunately, there’s no malice, otherwise, she’d have another headache.

"But I still need to write back explaining, absolutely no pocket money. I’m not a child, my grandson is so old, how can I ask for pocket money?"

"I’m not short on money, but these overseas remittance certificates are really nice. Oh, by the way, where did your teacher get these remittance certificates?"