
"Don't worry, Uncle Wang, nothing will happen to the clinic," Yu Gangan's lips slightly curved into a smile.
"You ..." Uncle Wang shook his head, unsure what to say.
He had been in the clinic for a few years now, so he knew that Yu Gangan was a good person. After she graduated, she spent every day in the clinic consulting patients and had no idea how cruel the world was.
“Uncle Wang, the weather is cold and not many patients. You can finish early today. ”
Yu Gangan understood that Uncle Wang was worried about him. He's actually worried too. But, he knew that there was no point in feeling anxious and worried. After all, he could not stop what was going to happen to him.
When she was young, she used to cry a lot because the other kids had parents and she didn't.
At that time, his grandfather often told stories about the bad lives of orphans and other children who had been kidnapped.
The kids have nothing. In fact, he had his grandfather, his teacher, his uncle's family and all the neighbors on Nanzhen Street.
Whether it was good or bad, at least, he was lucky enough to have a family.
So, this clinic was his home; he couldn't possibly sell it. No matter how worried he was, he was determined to protect her with his life.
"You still have an appointment" Uncle Wang reminded.
"I can choose the recipe myself," Yu Gangan smiled.
After Yu Gangan said this, Uncle Wang did not insist on being polite. So, he packed up his things and left.
Time slowly passed and the appointment time soon passed; the patient did not come.
After an hour and a half, Yu Gangan assumed the patient had not come. If they were, they would make a phone call.
So, he took off his white coat and hung it. But, just as he was about to finish for the day, the door to the clinic suddenly opened.
Walking in front was a man with a large and tall body. Although he was wearing a suit and trousers, he looked solemn and mighty as his military boots slammed onto the ground.
After which, a white-haired old man wearing a Tang 1 suit and a pair of old cloth shoes walked slowly while holding a pipe.
Yu Gangan immediately put on her white doctor coat and smiled politely, “Halo, did you make the appointment, Sir. Chen Zhenghe's? "
The man in military boots stepped forward, "I am Chen Zhenghe, I am the one who made the appointment, but the patient is the elder of our family. ”
Yu Gangan sat down and pointed to the chair opposite her, gesturing for the patient to sit down.
But, the old man was in no hurry to sit down. With both hands held in the back, he observed his eyes crossing the clinic and slowly walked to the chair.
Although the old man was over sixty years old, his gaze was still firm and sharp and his body exuded a cold and authoritative presence.
But, the two men did not look like fathers and sons.
They are more like superiors with subordinates.
"Hello, may I ask where you feel unwell?" Yu Gangan asked softly.
The man looked at Yu Gangan quickly as his expression darkened, "If I know where I am unwell, why am I here to see you?"
Yu Gangan: "…"
Didn't this man come to the doctor because he knew he wasn't well?
If someone is fine and not feeling well, then why would they go to the doctor?
This patient is a bit strange.
Yu Gangan smiled, adjusted the pillow used to check the pulse and gestured for the old man to put his wrist back on it, “Then, let me check your pulse. ”
The old man presented his wrist and Yu Gangan immediately examined his pulse in detail. While he was checking his pulse, he focused his gaze on the old man's face and asked him to stick out his tongue.