Chapter 1115 Doctor Zhang is so righteous

But I can't think of it no matter how hard it is.

After more than ten minutes.

In the lobby of Yuelai International Hotel, Zhang Fan led Meimei and the other two into the lobby.

After seeing the lobby manager, he said happily: "Hello, please arrange a private room for them. No matter what they want to order or eat, they will be served."

"This card is here, and after they finish eating, I will come back to check out and collect the card."

When Zhang Fan took it out, the centurion black gold card handed over to him by the person in charge of the auction house, and the bank card with the symbol of identity and status.

The card was stuffed into the lobby manager's hand, and Zhang Fan hurriedly left the hotel without waiting for the other party to answer.

"This...what, who..."

The lobby manager was about to exude fragrance, but the moment he lowered his head, he saw the card in his hand.

The next second, he stood there as if he had been imposed on the detachment technique.

"Black, black black gold card, centurion black gold card, me... Damn! It's the Centurion black gold card."

The lobby manager was so excited that he was a little incoherent.

Yuelai International Hotel, but the top five hotels in Beijing can rank among the top five.

As the hotel's lobby manager, he has to meet all kinds of people every day and also understand the cultural customs of most parts of the world in order to better receive guests.

Centurion Black Gold Card was fortunate to see him twice during his twenty years in office.

Therefore, he knew very well how heavy the weight of this card was, so naturally he knew that the card in his hand was a real Centurion Black Gold Card.

But he couldn't imagine what the young man who just handed him this card was.

At a young age, he had a Centurion Black Gold Card.

"Amitabha, donor, can you arrange food for us?"

Seeing that the lobby manager had not recovered for a long time, the blind monk was really impatient to wait, so he took the initiative to step forward and asked politely.

"Okay, okay...please follow me."

The lobby manager who came to his senses dared not be vague at all and bowed to the front to lead the way.

And according to the highest specifications of the hotel, they were taken to the golden restaurant on the top floor.

...

now.

Diagonally opposite Yuelai International Hotel, less than one kilometer away.

The city is divided by a road, which is in sharp contrast with international hotels, tall buildings and bustling commercial streets. This is where Zhang Fan is standing now.

Although this place is not considered a slum.

But it is definitely not much better. The lines are lined up not by tall buildings, but by brick and tile houses.

I heard that this is the place left by the renovation, and most of the people living here are either tenants or owners of the house.

Because this place is basically built by self-built houses, and migrant workers are interested in the convenient housing prices of this place.

Zhang Fan was standing in front of rows of self-built houses at this moment.

If Han Tuo hadn't come out to pick him up, the whole number of self-built houses would have been basically the same from a distance. Even if he were to be lost, he would definitely be lost.

"Doctor Zhang, you are here."

"Now, that soldier will definitely survive."

When Han Tuo saw Zhang Fan, he was extremely excited. He grabbed Zhang Fan's hand and hurriedly walked in.

At a distance of three to five hundred meters, Han Tuo and Zhang Fan stopped in front of a self-built house of some years.

"The person is inside."

Han Tuo said.

but.

Zhang Fan did not go in directly, but looked at Han Tuo curiously and smiled: "Mr. Han, how could you find this place?"

In any case, Han Tuo is the head of the hometown of one of the four major families in the capital.

Even if you don’t have contacts with people from the same level, there is not such a big gap, right?

"This patient has been seen in Huichuntang several times. Every time the situation is serious, I can apply acupuncture several times. Now that Huichuntang has been taken away, he doesn't believe in the current boss, so I can only come to him personally to treat him."

It seemed that the scars of the previous ones were torn open, and Han Tuo's wrinkled old face was full of helplessness and pain.

If he hadn't had his noble medical ethics, now in his own situation, he would not have the leisure to manage the life and death of the patients.

After listening to the explanation.

Zhang Fan also sincerely admires Han Tuo.

At this time, it is not something that ordinary people can do to be able to take care of others and think about patients.

"So that's the case, how is the patient?"

Zhang Fan no longer hesitated, and walked into the room with his foot and asked casually.

"Whether you can live... depends on God's will."

Han Tuo sighed and shook his head pity.

"So serious?"

This surprised Zhang Fan a little.

Walking into the house, the lobby is close to the corner, there are two benches, a cool board, and a thin middle-aged man.

With just one glance, Zhang Fan couldn't help but frown.

The situation of middle-aged men is indeed very unoptimistic, and it is not an exaggeration to say that their lives are hanging on the line.

"Li Jun, I have invited Doctor Zhang to come for you. With him taking action, you will definitely get better completely."

Han Tuo did not pay attention to the change in Zhang Fan's expression on his face, and still said confidently and excitedly.

Speaking of which, he has been in charge of treating Li Jun for a long time. Putting aside the kindness of the doctor, Han Tuo also hopes that Li Jun can get better as soon as possible.

"Zhang, Doctor Zhang, I'm sorry, please come and go."

Li Jun was very excited, but also a little flattered.

His identity is too low, and it is already a great blessing to have Han Tuo come to the clinic for treatment in person. Unexpectedly, even the miracle doctor that Han Tuo admired would come to see him.

If you say something that is not right, how can he be qualified?

"It's okay! It's the responsibility of a doctor to cure diseases and save people. What's more, you were a soldier who once guarded the Chinese side, resisted foreign enemies for thousands of people, and allowed us to live in a prosperous era."

"Since that's the case, how can I, a doctor, treat you for granted?"

Zhang Fan's words came from the heart.

He also truly respects soldiers, especially those who were injured or retired due to merit. Zhang Fan admires them even more.

It seems like there is a saying that there is no peaceful time in this world, it’s just that someone is carrying the burden on you.

"Doctor Zhang is so righteous!"

Han Tuo couldn't help but sigh.

"Okay! Let's see a doctor first."

Zhang Fan did not intend to continue talking about this issue, but walked aside and sat down, grabbed Li Jun's pulse and began to diagnose.

"Hit!"

Zhang Fan was slightly stunned.

really.

From the first glance of seeing Li Jun, Zhang Fan knew what was going on. After the diagnosis, he even confirmed his guess.

“Ever worked in a special department?”

Zhang Fan looked at Li Jun and asked in a deep voice.

"This is!"

Li Jun hesitated for a moment and nodded vaguely.
Chapter completed!