With such a banner plus 100,000 pieces of calligraphy and painting incident, after a few days of fermentation, Zhang Kun finally got his first surprise.

On this day, the sun is very big, and it makes people feel warm, but the wind is also very strong. If you stand under the sun, you won’t feel anything. If you are in a cool place, the cold wind will feel a little cool.

"Cough, cough cough..."

Accompanied by a slight intermittent cough, a middle-aged man in his forties walked into the clinic and saw Zhang Kun lying on the desk at a glance. He greeted him in a low voice: "Doctor Zhang, Doctor Zhang? Get some medicine for me."

Zhang Kun, who seemed to be still in a daze and had not completely come to his senses, raised his head blankly, looked at the person who came, and a smile appeared on his face: "Uncle Wang..."

But just after he said hello, Zhang Kun was stunned, then slapped the table and stood up, staring at the boss with his eyes: "Uncle Wang, what did you say just now?"

He was slightly startled by Zhang Kun's slap in the table. Uncle Wang was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated: "I seem to have a little cold. I want to buy some amoxicillin and Gankang here. Do you have this?"

Zhang Kun took a deep breath, then hurriedly squeezed out the most enthusiastic smile on his face, and said hurriedly: "Yes, of course there are."

As he said that, Zhang Kun walked out of the desk, poured a cup of hot tea from the water dispenser behind him, and handed it to Uncle Wang with a passionate look. Then he quickly walked to the back of the medicine cabinet, rummagatis and Gankang tablets that Uncle Wang wanted.

While searching, Zhang Kun said without looking back: "Uncle Wang, the cold is not serious, don't you have a fever, why don't I take your temperature?"

Listening to Zhang Kun's words, Uncle Wang coughed, then shook his head and said, "No, no, it's just a little cold, no fever, just take some cold medicine and anti-inflammatory medicine."

Uncle Wang said this, and Zhang Kun stopped talking. He took out a box of amoxicillin and two small pieces of Gankang tablets in a few seconds. He handed it to Uncle Wang in a pack of plastic bags: "Seven yuan."

Uncle Wang took the medicine bag, and then suddenly felt stunned: "So cheap?"

Uncle Wang bought the same amoxicillin at a pharmacy in the town before. It seemed that amoxicillin alone cost nine yuan. There are two more pieces of kangkang, and the clinic costs one dollar each.

Zhang Kun smiled: "It's all my family, so I'll be cheaper for you."

Uncle Wang looked at Zhang Kun, then smiled, without refusal, took out seven dollars from his pocket, paid the money and turned around and left.

Zhang Kun quietly looked at Uncle Wang's back as he left, and a passionate smile still appeared on his face.

Until Uncle Wang's back disappeared on the path at the entrance of the village, Zhang Kun gritted his teeth suddenly, and waved his right hand hard, shouting "Yeah" excitedly, and his body kept jumping around.

He finally opened, and he finally opened. Although he only sold the medicine for seven yuan, and Uncle Wang didn't even need him to watch it, this was a good start.

This shows that his clinic has finally been slowly accepted and recognized by the villagers.

Although there is only Uncle Wang, Zhang Kun believes that as long as he persists, everyone in the village will definitely agree with him.

On this day, Zhang Kun always had an inexplicable smile on his face, and he couldn't help it.

However, afterwards, the clinic fell into a situation where no one came to visit again, but now, Zhang Kun no longer had any anxiety. He believed that time can prove everything.

As the days pass by, the temperature is also rising day by day. Gradually, people take off their thermal underwear, put on thin coats, and then slowly turn into single clothes, or even T-shirts.

The sky and the sun are filled with warmth without any money, and the climate keeps warming. Sometimes, after standing outside, after being sunny for a long time, a few drops of sweat will appear.

During this period, no one visited Zhang Kun's clinic except for the time when Uncle Wang bought medicine.

On that day, Zhang Kun was guarding the empty clinic for most of the day, then looked at the sun in the sky with a little bored look, calculating how long it would take, but at this moment, a group of people suddenly ran past outside the clinic.

"Hurry, hurry up, young ones, walk faster." A burst of anxious shouts, and kept waving his hands. Among the crowd, the thirties and forties couldn't help but speed up.

In addition to young people, there are more elderly people who can't walk fast even if they want to, but everyone's faces are filled with an anxious look.

Zhang Kun glanced at him and saw that the crowd was about to walk through the clinic. He couldn't help but walk out of the clinic quickly and grabbed the last uncle Li: "Uncle, what's wrong?" Zhang Kun pointed to the crowd walking quickly in front of him.

Uncle Li seems to be in his eighties this year. He is a lot of people and is not in good health. Naturally, he doesn't walk very well, so he ends up at the end.

When he heard Zhang Kun's question, Uncle Li was stunned at first, looked at Zhang Kun, and then suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face: "Zhang Kun? Why did you forget you? Hurry, hurry, follow the people in front of you. The little ghost from Old Man Liu took a bath in the pond and sank. Everyone here goes to help save people, so you can follow us."

Listening to Uncle Li's words, Zhang Kun was shocked, and then he didn't care that Uncle Li was still there, and he couldn't help but run quickly towards the crowd.

Zhang Kun was very fast, and after a while he caught up with the crowd in front of him, he passed by in a blink of an eye. Without having time to say hello to the villagers, Zhang Kun was still running quickly towards the only fish pond in the village.

There is only one fish pond in the village, which is where Zhang Kun usually fishes. Zhang Kun is familiar with the roads, and in a short while, he came to the pond.

At this time, there were many people surrounded by the pond, and the sharp-eyed Zhang Kun had already seen a child who was soaked in the ground lying on the ground in the crowd.

The person was rescued, and Zhang Kun felt relieved, but soon Zhang Kun's eyes condensed again.

In the crowd, a grandmother in her sixties was kneeling on the ground and crying loudly. There was also a grandmother in her sixties next to her, crying constantly.

broken!

Seeing this, Zhang Kun still didn't care about etiquette and rushed straight through the crowd and rushed in.

After rushing into the crowd, Zhang Kun also saw Grandpa Li, an old teacher in the village, squatting beside the motionless child, looking sighing.

"Uncle Li, I've called 120 years ago. The town hospital should send an ambulance soon. Then I asked someone to borrow a tricycle from Uncle Wang San's house, so that we can get in the ambulance halfway, so that we can save some time." A middle-aged man in his forties said in a deep voice to Grandpa Li.

Grandpa Li nodded slightly, then turned his head to look at the child lying motionless on the ground, and sighed: "I can only hope Ergou can hold on. Ergou Ergou can be as lucky as a dog."

However, as he said that, Grandpa Li was suddenly stunned, and then suddenly flicked his finger to Ergou's nose. Soon, he knelt on one knee again and pressed his ear tightly on Ergou's left chest.

This action made everyone around him solidify, and the atmosphere looked at the teacher lying on Ergou in a serious mood.

After pausing for a few seconds, the teacher's grandfather's face suddenly dimmed. He slowly stood up and shook his head silently at Old Man Liu next to him with a dull look on his face.

"Old Liu, Jie Ai, I'm already... out of breath."

As the teacher's grandfather finished speaking, the grandmother kneeled on the ground suddenly cried and snatched the earth, and the sarcasm was so heart-warming.

Old Man Liu also kept slidding in tears.

Ergou, it's gone.
Chapter completed!