Qiyuan Mountain does not have mobile phones or bp machines, so when we came, we made an appointment with Fang Le in advance, which bus to take, when to arrive, and where to wait when we arrived.
When Fang Le arrived, Qi Yuanshan had also just arrived. He was standing on the roadside at the entrance of the station. Fang Le saw it at a glance.
"Xiao Le."
Qi Yuanshan has not been to the provincial capital for many years. This is his first time in so many years, so he is still a bit unfamiliar.
Qi Yuanshan is actually not very old, only about sixty years old. He is younger than Sun Qingping and Xue Shuyang. However, because he lives in the countryside, exposed to wind and sun, and often goes to the mountains to collect herbs and do farm work, he looks older than Sun Qingping.
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His face is lined with wrinkles and his skin is rough. Although his clothes are clean, they are full of patches. He is also wearing a dark blue hat that was common in TV dramas in the 1980s and 1990s. At first glance, he looks like a country bumpkin.
Classmate Xingxing stood on the edge, unable to combine the Qi Yuan Mountain in front of him with the image of a master in his mind for a long time.
"This is my classmate and colleague, Cheng Yunxing."
Fang Le introduced Qi Yuanshan, and then reminded: "I'm moving things, I don't have any eyesight."
While talking, Fang Le lifted up the snakeskin bag on the edge of Qiyuan Mountain, and Cheng Yunxing hurriedly picked up the cardboard box and loaded the things into the car.
There are few cars at this time, and there are no regulations prohibiting random parking at the station. It is almost chaotic at the exit. There are very few private cars pulling people, mostly rickshaws and tricycles, and many people are leaving the station.
Shouting.
"Zhangjiapu, has anyone been to Zhangjiapu?"
"Jixiang Village, Jixiang Village is one less..."
Fang Le's car is quite conspicuous here, and no one walks around casually.
"Grandpa Qi, get in the car first. I'll take you to dinner first."
Fang Le greeted Qi Yuanshan.
"I won't go."
Qi Yuanshan stood beside the car with no intention of getting in: "I brought everything for you, including some game on our mountain and some good things I prepared. I will just do some errands myself and will be back in the afternoon."
"You are here, why don't you go to where I live to take a look and recognize the door? Even if you are doing something, you are not in a hurry. After dinner, I will take you there in the afternoon."
Fang Le couldn't help but open the car door and helped Qi Yuanshan get into the car.
"Hey, if I had known this, I wouldn't have said hello to you."
Qi Yuanshan sighed.
The old man also had a strong temper. When he came, he thought that Fang Le was in the provincial capital, so he subconsciously brought something to Fang Le, but he didn't want to trouble Fang Le.
"If you say that, you are treating me as an outsider."
Fang Le said with a smile: "Now our entire hospital knows that you are my enlightenment teacher. I also said that I would take you to the hospital if I have the opportunity."
"I actually didn't teach you much."
Qi Yuanshan said this, but he was extremely happy in his heart. He was satisfied that Fang Le could still recognize him as his teacher.
"Grandpa Qi, did Fang Le learn all his skills from you?"
After getting used to it, Cheng Yunxing had a lot to ask Qi Yuanshan.
"Xiao Le has been studying with me since he was a child. He has watched me treat patients and prepare medicines. He is indeed very talented."
Qi Yuanshan said with a smile.
Speaking of this, it may be the most proud thing in Qi Yuanshan's life.
After practicing medicine in Fangjiaping for 30 years, Qi Yuanshan has cured many patients and many patients who have not been cured. Living in a small mountain village, Qi Yuanshan himself does not have a very intuitive understanding of his own level.
Relatively speaking, TCM doctors are relatively scarce in northern provinces, and there are even fewer good TCM doctors.
In this era, there are few Western medicine doctors in rural areas, let alone Chinese medicine. There are only a few good doctors in several villages in one town. There are only two or three Chinese medicine doctors in the entire Yushan Town. The number of daily interactions is very small, and they are all buried in their heads.
When it comes to treating diseases, there is really no measurable standard for who has a high level and who has a low level.
On the contrary, it was Fang Le who first cured the big boss and then entered Xijing Hospital. This was very impressive in Qi Yuanshan's eyes.
For people in the village, it is a great thing to be able to enter a county hospital, let alone a large hospital in a provincial capital.
"Grandpa Qi, are there few doctors Murakami?"
"Well, there are very few. There is a lack of medical treatment and medicine. When you encounter a patient, you have to go to hospital."
Qi Yuanshan nodded.
"Can we meet all kinds of patients?" Cheng Yunxing asked again.
"Yes, we can meet all kinds of patients."
Qi Yuanshan nodded: "The past few years have been better. In the past few years, there were almost no cars, and the road was even more difficult to walk. If someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night, you had to follow him quickly. A little delay will cost a life."
Cheng Yunxing asked vaguely, but Qi Yuanshan answered seriously. This was also the current situation of rural medical care in those years. Even now, there are not many good doctors in Yushan Town, and there is also a shortage of medical treatment and medicine.
But when Cheng Yunxing heard this experience, he subconsciously felt that Fang Le was following suit. All kinds of patients can be encountered and all kinds of situations must be solved. Isn't it more complicated than the patients in the emergency department?
, so to speak, it seems that it is not justified that Fang Le is so versatile and has such a high level.
Fang Le drove the car and first took Qi Yuanshan to have lunch near where he lived, and then took Qi Yuanshan to his residence.
Standing at the door, Qi Yuanshan was embarrassed to enter.
Although Qi Yuanshan was an educated youth who went to the countryside, that happened many years ago. Looking at Fang Le's house and then looking at his own clothes, he seemed embarrassed to put his foot down.
Fang Le pulled Qi Yuanshan through the door, sat down on the sofa, and boiled water to make tea.
"Fang Le, did you really learn all your skills from Grandpa Qi?"
Cheng Yunxing followed Fang Le and asked softly, half convinced and half doubtful. Qi Yuanshan looked like an old farmer who had never seen the world, not an expert at all.
"Grandpa Qi has practiced medicine in mountain villages all his life. Although he has never been to a provincial capital, his level is not low."
Fang Le said to Cheng Yunxing: "Actually, I think it would be a good idea to throw you to our Fangjiaping and study with Grandpa Qi for a while."
Cheng Yunxing: "..."
"Xiao Le, you are really making a difference."
Qi Yuanshan sat on the sofa, looked at Fang Le's room, and sighed.
"Has Grandpa Qi ever thought of coming to Xijing City to open a clinic?"
Fang Le came over with a teapot and asked with a smile.
"I'd better forget it. It's fine in Fangjiaping. I'm really not used to it in the provincial capital."
Qi Yuanshan smiled and shook his head.
"What's the purpose of Grandpa Qi's visit to the provincial capital this time?"
Fang Le poured Qi Yuanshan a cup of tea and asked.
"Actually, it's nothing big. I just want to get some medicinal materials."
Qi Yuanshan said: "I have always obtained some medicinal materials from the provincial capital and asked others to do it for me. However, there are problems with the recent batches of medicinal materials, and the people who took them did not understand it well, so I went here myself.
The trip is only a short trip, and I can catch the afternoon bus in the afternoon."
Cheng Yunxing looked at Fang Le subconsciously. Isn't this a coincidence?
If you really feel sleepy, someone will give you a pillow?