"Golden needle acupuncture method, the needle is three inches long and as thin as an ox hair..."
"Three-needle breath-holding method, stabbing Baihui, Huizhangmen, and Taiyang, all three points come out at the same time..."
Various knowledge about acupuncture slowly entered Fang Yan's mind and was transformed into his knowledge.
"Xiaojun, Xiaojun..."
"Forget it, stop barking, the child has been tired for a day, let him sleep..."
Fang Yan and Du Yan returned home and saw Fang Jun lying in the room. They smiled and then exited the room.
"Ah Yan, how is the situation in the factory?" Du Yan asked.
"We can still hold on for a while. The employees understand us. In addition, you are usually pretty good to them. Except for a few people who are upset, there is nothing major. However, the money must be received as soon as possible. Otherwise, I am afraid that the current situation will be
I can't hold on for long." Du Yan said.
"Well, I understand, it's just more icing on the cake than help in times of need. I talked to President Li today, but..." Fang Yan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.
Although he didn't say it explicitly, Du Yan also understood that the loan must have failed.
"How about selling my accessories. I can survive this month. Let's see if anything can turn around." Du Yan said.
"Accessories? No, no, those things can't be sold. Even if I, Fang Yan, don't have the ability, I can't let you sell the dowry." Fang Yan shook his head resolutely.
"Other than that, what else can we do? I'm afraid you won't want to go to my second uncle's place," Du Yan said.
"Let's wait and see." Fang Yan shook his head.
"Don't Xiaojun know the daughter of the director of Yuncheng First People's Hospital? If we can connect to this line, our factory will be saved," Du Yan said.
"Placing hope on that little girl? Alas..." Fang Yan felt a little unreliable.
Even though Meng Qingying is the daughter of the dean, she can't get involved in supplying medicines to the hospital.
"I think we really need to rely on our sons to solve our factory's problems," Du Yan said.
"Why do you feel so?" Fang Yan said.
"Intuition, a woman's intuition!" Du Yan said fiercely.
Early the next morning.
Du Yan had already made breakfast, and Fang Yan was nowhere to be seen. Needless to say, he must have gone to get a relationship loan or borrow money.
After Fang Jun got up, he saw the breakfast prepared by his mother and smiled: "Mom, where is my dad?"
"Your father went to the bank to see if he could get a loan," Du Yan said.
loan?
Speaking of this, Fang Jun ran back to the room directly.
"Why is this kid so busy and not eating?" Du Yan frowned.
"Mom, I'll give you this money."
Fang Jun came out of the room again with tens of thousands of dollars more in his hand.
"Where did you get so much money?" Du Yan asked upon seeing this.
To say it was a lot, it wasn't actually much. To the Fang family in the past, tens of thousands of dollars was nothing.
But Zhier Moruomu, her son is not the kind of person who can save worries. Although the pocket money given to him in the past was quite a lot, he definitely could not save it!
"I saved it before!" Fang Jun said.
"Don't fool me. I don't know what kind of virtue you have? How can you save tens of thousands of dollars and sell your fruit phone?" Du Yan put his hands on his hips and looked at his son fiercely.
"Sweat, mom, how did you know that my phone was sold?" Fang Jun said, wiping away cold sweat after hearing this.
"With your temperament, if you hadn't sold the fruit phone, you would have used that crappy old phone?" Du Yan said disdainfully.
"Well, mom is really wise." Fang Jun was slightly depressed...
"Tell me, where did the money come from?" Du Yan said.
"I earned it yesterday by gambling with Meng Qingying and others..."
At that moment, Fang Jun told what happened.
"Well, I know a little bit about Wen Wanwan walnuts. Betting on green skins is something you can't do twice. There are many losers. Don't do it again in the future." Du Yan said.
"Okay, Mom, take the money first..." Fang Jun said.
"No, you can keep it for yourself," Du Yan said.
"But, doesn't dad need money? These can be used for emergencies..." Fang Jun said.
"Emergency? You think too highly of yourself. What's the use of just 30,000 yuan?"
"If you want to provide your father with an emergency, you need to increase it at least ten times. If you want to solve this crisis, you need to increase it a hundred times! Do you have so much money?" Du Yan said.
"Three hundred thousand, three million? Okay, no..." Fang Jun was completely speechless...
"The fact that you have this kind of filial piety shows that you have grown up, but the money is too small and dispensable. You can keep it for yourself, but you are not allowed to be as lavish as before." Du Yan said.
"Yes, mom..." Fang Jun replied weakly.
After breakfast, Du Yan went to visit the factory as usual, and Fang Jun took a taxi to the hospital.
There is already a long queue at the Chinese medicine clinic, but because the time has not yet come, you need to wait a while longer.
Fang Jun wanted to open the door and go in, but was stopped by a young girl...
"Why did you jump in line? And it's not time yet!"
"Jumping in line? I'm not a patient, I'm a doctor." Fang Jun said.
"Doctor? Ah, no, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
I made a big mistake, and the girl was very embarrassed...
"Haha, it's okay, it's okay." Fang Jun has always been very patient with beautiful women.
"Are you a doctor? If I remember correctly, you are the boy who came to apply for the job yesterday. I have already told you that our First People's Hospital does not recruit college graduates, but you actually went one step further and came to our hospital to pretend to be a doctor.
…”
At this time, a deep voice sounded behind Fang Jun.
Fang Jun looked back and saw, by coincidence, wasn't this the same Director Zhang who interviewed him yesterday?
"Boy, a scumbag like you is not qualified to enter Yuncheng First People's Hospital. We are the best hospital in the city, so naturally we need the best doctors. Not to mention a postgraduate degree, at least a bachelor's degree.
Well, with your academic qualifications, you are really not qualified to enter our hospital..." Director Zhang continued.
"Young man, how can you pretend to be a doctor? This kind of medical treatment is not a joke." A grandmother-like figure looked at Fang Jun with an unkind expression.
"Okay, it turns out you are not a doctor, but you dare to pretend to be a doctor. Come on, follow me to the police station!" As she said this, the woman actually took out a handcuff...
When Fang Jun saw this, he felt like 10,000 grass and mud horses were rushing past in his mind. Is this woman really a policeman? She always wears handcuffs when she comes to the hospital to see a doctor?
"Director Zhang, I joined the job yesterday in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine." Fang Jun said depressedly.
"Have you joined the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine? Are you kidding? You can get into the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine as soon as you want? Even I don't have the power. Mr. Qin must give his nod in person, otherwise even the dean will not be able to get in.
"Man, you are just a college graduate..." Director Zhang looked disdainful... (To be continued)