C126 You can still be calm

"Hur hur, very good." He finally revealed a faint smile, but that smile was even more terrifying than not smiling, as if it was a smile from hell itself. "I suddenly realized that you are very much like a person, a soldier of mine from the past. It's a pity that I didn't walk on the right path, it's really very much like, very much like, I'm beginning to like you, what should I do?"

"That's your problem."

"Am I letting you go? Or will I not let you go? "

"That's up to you. I'm not in a good mood anyway, so I won't show you."

"Oh, then what should I do to make you feel good? I apologize to you? I've never apologized to anyone before. Go out and ask the head of our provincial military sector if there's anyone apologizing? "

Chief, still number one? Cao Ziyang was a little flustered, but upon realizing that the logic was on his side, he calmed down, "This is a relationship between a patient and a doctor. You have to say that the leader is right, I have nothing to say."

"You have guts. Normally, when I show my name, no matter how rich or how handsome I am, I would be scared. You can still be considered calm."

"Have you finished your idle chatter?"

"Impatient? You want to leave? You can try. "

"I don't want to leave, I just don't want to talk to you." He took out a cigarette from his bag, lit it, and at the same time, observed this so-called leader. In fact, he was not bad, he was too unreasonable, it was hard to imagine how hot-tempered he was when he was young, but no matter what, it was good. Cao Ziyang felt that people should respect him, especially when there was a need for help from others.

"In the past few years, I have managed to achieve calmness. We will compete with one another in calmness. We will compete to see who can hold back their words. If you lose, then come to me to see a doctor," he said.

Cao Ziyang ignored him!

"Alright, let's begin." He turned his wheelchair around and continued to look out at the sea. One of the small windows was open, and the sea breeze blew in, cool and salty.

Just like that, Cao Ziyang finished his cigarette and closed his eyes to rest. Although it seemed calm, it was actually not. After all, how long had he spent on someone else's territory? What if they spent ten days or half a month in their own home, then if they were hungry and thirsty, what would happen if they went to the toilet? This was a foolish plan, but since it had already begun, he might as well endure it for now …

Cao Ziyang calmed down and sat still after having been warned countless times in his heart to be calm and collected.

After a minute, someone knocked on the door and said, "Chief, it's time to take your medicine …"

The chief, who was sitting by the window, was unmoved.

It was the woman who had brought Cao Ziyang up here. He held a glass of water and a medicinal bottle, looked at the situation in the room with suspicion, then walked over to the window. Before he could get close, the leader held out a hand, made a gesture of "stop", and asked her to leave: "Chief, your body... "Is that okay?"

The Chief still made a gesture to let her go, but she appeared to be innocent. She turned her head to look at Cao Ziyang, then walked over and placed the bottle of water on the table next to Cao Ziyang.

Stunned, this leader still smokes?

Cao Ziyang felt helpless. As a doctor, what he was most afraid of was his patients disobeying him, eating without a care in the world. It was imperative for him to pay more attention to these matters. Who told him to be ill? However, there were some patients who would not be able to hold it in. As a result, eating too much would only make the patient more ill. Although visiting a doctor cost money, a doctor didn't want to see a patient again and again. Actually, many diseases could be avoided in one's daily life as long as one could grasp common sense. However, the country did not have such a concept which allowed ordinary people to master common sense. It only knew how to increase the number of hospitals, increase the number of sickbeds, and do nothing.

As a doctor, Cao Ziyang's goal was not only to open a clinic of his own, but to change the current environment of doctors and patients, and to share the common precautions. However, that seemed very far away, and was very difficult to achieve, but in any case, Cao Ziyang would continue to persevere on the road until his life ended.

Without realizing it, the sky outside the window began to darken. Although it was not too obvious, the darkness was slowly eroding the entire sky, bit by bit, until finally, the darkness quietly descended. There were no lights in the room, which was why it was a little dark. In this dark environment, Cao Ziyang realized that his superior seemed to be in an abnormal state. His body, which was sitting on the wheelchair, started to twitch.

Cao Ziyang was a Chinese doctor, but he knew a lot about high blood pressure. In his opinion, this bad-tempered leader was Stage Three, which was very serious. Heart failure, renal failure, angina pectoris, and myocardial infarction.

Without thinking too much, Cao Ziyang immediately grabbed the bottle of medicine and Bai Kaishui, rushing over. But the leader was very stubborn, he closed his eyes and ignored them.

Cao Ziyang became a little anxious. Pouring the medicine for him to take, he would need to know how many pills he usually took. If he died, Cao Ziyang would definitely not be able to live. He was the leader, and not only was there a problem with his reputation, there was also the issue of the doctor's parents. Cao Ziyang dared not care about whether he would win or lose if he died, and quickly said: "How many pills do you want to take? "Tell me."

The old chief opened his eyes and let out a cold smile, "Heh, you've lost …"

Was this a lie?

Cao Ziyang's eyes widened in disbelief. He took his pulse. It was a very normal thing to do; it was a lie!

The leader seemed to have seen through Cao Ziyang's thoughts. He said slowly, "Young man, you are cunning. A loss is a loss. Don't make excuses. Only cowards make excuses. Are you a coward?"

"Alright, although you are playing a hooligan, you have won!" Cao Ziyang was very depressed, "However, I would like to say, 'Duke of Fire Beacon'."

"I'm not King You of the Zhou Dynasty."

"I don't want to waste words with you, see a doctor!" Cao Ziyang changed to a more professional tone, "What are you sick with? Are you all right with your high blood pressure? "

"Fortunately, this is not a problem."

"You'd better quit smoking. Didn't you get shot? That means you've fought before, and you're not even afraid of such a desperate situation. Are you afraid of giving up on smoking? If I had such a disgraceful leader, I wouldn't even dare to tell others. "

"Hey, is it shameful for me to smoke a cigarette? Smoking all over the streets, wasn't it embarrassing? "What kind of logic is that?" The old leader was a little irritable.

Cao Ziyang said slowly, "Others don't have high blood pressure. It's different."

"Is smoking healthy?"

"Smoking can lead to many life-threatening consequences for a patient with high blood pressure. Many doctors should have told you not to smoke. I'm just trying to remind you that if you're unhappy, you can pull it off. I'm not arguing with you, I'm not a doctor with a heart."

"Hur hur, I found you very interesting. I like you more and more, what should I do?" "No one has ever dared to talk to me like that, except you. You say that you're an ignorant kid, but you're not. You say that you're just trying to goad me into doing it, and you're even less, a little confused, but I really like people like you. You're promising, you're definitely worth it."

Cao Ziyang pulled his wheelchair to an empty spot in the middle and said: "Are you done talking? If that's all, tell me the light button. "

"The wall by the door. Did you not notice it when you came in?"

Cao Ziyang did not reply. He walked over and turned on the light, lighting up the entire room. Walking back, he squatted in front of the old chief and said, "You want me to look at your legs?"

"Right, let's see if you really have the ability to resurrect the dead. If you do, I will recommend you to the Military Police Headquarters in Beijing because you are more qualified than those so-called experts. Oh, and also, they are liars."

Cao Ziyang laughed. "Come on, I'm not interested."

"You're not interested? "Why?" The old head could not believe it, "How many people dream of such a wonderful thing? You actually said you're not interested? That is Beijing, the capital, not better than your Nanhu Lake? "It's still the military police headquarters. It won't be a problem for you to become a high-ranking official after a long period of time."

"Still not interested. Firstly, I haven't even started showing it to you, and secondly, you like playing around with people? Why would I want to go to Beijing? Since I don't want to go to Beijing, then where did I get my interest from? I'm a little more serious, and the pie doesn't appeal to me at all. "

His eyes were wide open, filled with a murderous intent, but it slowly faded away and he regained his smile, "Very good, very special. I like this type of person, let's make friends. Although I can be your grandfather now, but I can still call you little brother."

Cao Ziyang said without hesitation, "I don't like pointing a gun at my friends. I'm also a doctor, and you're my patient. Give me your foot, and I'll see how far you can go with your strength."

This time, the old head had no intention of going berserk. He was completely unable to do anything. Although he was truly angered, he was very pleased. This was because very few people would dare to speak to him in such a manner. Most of them would only speak to him in such a submissive manner. It seemed as if they had no interest in speaking at all. Cao Ziyang was different. He was bickering, and although he was angry, after he had finished, he felt quite happy, which was why he had the fun to talk. In addition, people were all despicable. Regardless of man, woman, or child, they all had a despicable side to them.

The leader handed him his leg over. It wasn't much to lift. Cao Ziyang pulled up his pants, and sure enough, his feet could find traces of being hit by bullets. The scab was still obvious. He tapped his knuckles on his ribs. His voice was not normal, but to get a clear picture of the problem, it was best if there was a colorful picture. Cao Ziyang asked, "Old Chief, do you have a colored picture?"

The old chief pointed to a table on the left and said, "It's in the drawer. Take it yourself."

Cao Ziyang went to get the map and looked at it carefully, but he could not find anything wrong with it. There was no residue of bullets or surgery, and although there were traces of injuries, it was still normal for him to be unable to walk? Just as he was about to put it back, he suddenly realized that he was paying attention to the bones, as if there was something wrong with the tendons and muscles.

Putting the painting back, Cao Ziyang continued to squat in front of the old leader, examining his feet: "What did the doctor say? Is there a problem with the muscle tissue? "

The old chief said, "Aren't you a doctor? "Why are you asking me?"

"I'm looking forward to it, but how can I grasp the situation if I don't ask?"

"Alright, that's right. The tendons in his body have been destroyed, and he managed to control it. He almost got a bill out of his pocket. Thankfully, he didn't."

"You think I can help you recover?"

"You're very famous these days. Since you can't even handle those so-called experts and professors, it's fine to try your luck. Since I'm already so old, I've already enjoyed what I need to enjoy. I'll just give it a shot!"