After arriving at the hospital the next day, Zhang Fan handed the three Master Duan Cheng's notes to Ma Zhiyong and asked Ma Zhiyong to help find someone to translate them. In the next three days, Zhang Fan has been solving difficult problems in the hospital.
Miscellaneous diseases.
After three days of hard work, the hospital had almost solved all the difficult and complicated diseases. After lunch, Zhang Fan came to Ma Zhiyong's office to say goodbye to Ma Zhiyong.
Although not all of them have been translated, on the first day Zhang Fan solved the difficult and complicated problems, he already knew that those characters were the characters of the Yi people. The Yi language belongs to the Tibeto-Burman language family of the Sino-Tibetan language family. The Yi characters are a syllabic script, forming
In the 13th century.
"Dean Zhang, you came just in time. My friend just called me. The translations of all three notebooks will be out tomorrow. If he hadn't had four major classes today, the translations would have been out today.
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Ma Zhiyong said.
"Don't worry, don't delay other people's business."
Zhang Fan smiled and said, "The hospital affairs are almost settled. I will pack up and leave soon. If you need anything, please call me anytime."
"Okay, Dean Zhang."
Ma Zhiyong said, "It's been hard these days."
"It should be..." Zhang Fan simply replied.
"By the way, Dean Zhang, Wang Mingshan's case was handled specially, and he has been sentenced. It seems to have been sentenced to fifteen years."
Ma Zhiyong said, "Li Shuanghe voluntarily surrendered. A letter of dismissal has been issued. The disciplinary inspection and inspection departments are negotiating with him. It is estimated that he will not be alive for a few days."
Zhang Fan was not surprised by this result. Li Shuanghe, who was full of calculations, would naturally choose the way to handle the matter that was most beneficial to him.
"Dean Zhang, there is something...there is something that I don't know whether to talk about or not."
Ma Zhiyong glanced at Zhang Fan and said hesitantly.
"If you have something you should say or shouldn't say, just say it if you want to."
Zhang Fan smiled and said.
"I wonder if you still remember that you asked me to find someone to help translate the ancient Miao recording?"
Ma Zhiyong asked.
"of course I remember."
Zhang Fan smiled and said, "This translator helped me a lot back then, how could I forget it?
Will you ask that language expert friend to help me translate the three Yi notes this time?"
"It's not that... I'm looking for a relative of mine this time.
However, what I want to tell you is some situations at the home of my friend who is a language expert."
Ma Zhiyong said, "A week ago, my friend's son fell ill and would suddenly have a fever, but after taking antipyretics, the temperature would go down.
This happened again and again, which made him a little worried, so he took his son to the hospital for examination, but no cause was found.
There is still a gap between our hospital and the big hospitals in the capital, so I suggested that he go to the big hospital in the capital to check again, and he listened to my opinion.
We are both busy at work, so we stopped contacting each other.
Yesterday, I met his brother-in-law when I went home. I heard that he went to the capital hospital for a check-up, but nothing was found. Moreover, the symptoms of recurring fevers are getting more and more serious. I called to confirm, and it was indeed the case.
Neither our hospital nor the major hospitals in the capital can see through this disease and haven't even discovered any clues. Is this child suffering from evil spirits?
My idea is that if you have time, I hope you can help me go over and have a look."
"If you have time, let's go now. This kind of thing should happen sooner rather than later."
Zhang Fan said happily, "They helped me in the beginning, but now that they are in trouble, I naturally want to lend a helping hand."
"Okay, I'll call my friend right now to see if he's at home."
Ma Zhiyong smiled and immediately took out his mobile phone and called his friend.
This friend, Ma Zhiyong, was at home, but his child was not at home. He went to school. Ma Zhiyong said that Zhang Fan was going to go over to see a doctor for his child. Ma Zhiyong’s friend said that he would go to the school to pick up the child immediately.
Friend Ma Zhiyong knew that Zhang Fan was a man of great ability. He had heard about Zhang Fan not only from Ma Zhiyong, but also from other friends.
In fact, Ma Zhiyong didn't call him today. He was also going to have a meal with Ma Zhiyong tonight and asked Ma Zhiyong to connect with Zhang Fan to see a doctor for his son. Now that Zhang Fan has taken the initiative to come over and help, he is very happy.
On the way, Ma Zhiyong introduced his friend to Zhang Fan. His name is Tan Guangming. He is fifty years old. He is very professional but not sociable. He did not get married until he was forty. His son is eight years old this year. His wife had a baby the year before last.
He had an affair and got divorced. Now he lives with his son and is both a father and a mother. It is not easy.
In less than half an hour, Zhang Fan and Ma Zhiyong arrived at the community where Tan Guangming lives. With his high education and excellent professional abilities, even if he is not good at socializing, he has a very generous salary. There are more than 200 people living in a high-end community.
Large flat floor.
Tan Guangming has a typical appearance of a top student. After meeting, Tan Guangming greeted Zhang Fan very enthusiastically, which seemed a bit unnatural for him who was not good at sociability.
"Don't be too polite. I'm not very sociable either. Let's just do something."
Zhang Fan said very straightforwardly, "You were doing me a favor by translating those ancient Miao recordings some time ago. I'm here to report them today."
"Those are all trivial matters. There are many people in my profession. Without me, you would be just like others. People with your superb medical skills are rare."
Tan Guangming looked sincere. He is a person who does not like to compliment others. These are all from his heart.
At this moment, a little boy wearing a school uniform and a red scarf ran out of the bedroom. This little boy was Tan Xiaoming, Tan Guangming's son. After Tan Guangming's introduction, Tan Xiaoming greeted Zhang Fan and Ma Zhiyong respectively.
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"You two sit down, I'm going to make some tea."
With that said, Tan Guangming went to the study. Tan Xiaoming felt a little embarrassed and ran to the study with Tan Guangming.
Judging from their faces, Tan Xiaoming is not Tan Guangming's biological son. The child was born to someone else by Tan Guangming's ex-wife. Zhang Fan could tell this the moment he met Tan Guangming.
After leaving Zhangjiawan, Zhang Fan encountered a lot of situations like this, so he was not surprised. According to reports, statistics from a certain paternity testing center showed that there was a more than ten percent non-biological rate.
Soon, Tan Guangming brought two cups of tea to Zhang Fan and Ma Zhiyong, and then brought Tan Xiaoming to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan felt the child's pulse, looked at the child's face, and fell into thought.
Seeing Zhang Fan's expression, Ma Zhiyong and Tan Guangming looked at each other. After Tan Guangming scratched his forehead, he sat aside and did not dare to come forward to disturb.