Doctor Peerless

Chapter 162 I Don't Like Making Friends
A business negotiation finally came to an end in a pleasant atmosphere.

Zagali paid the bill attentively, and gave a thumbs up to the woman who ate six servings of French fries and two servings of steak: "Your wife must be a healthy woman..."

The implication is good birth.

Zhou Sheng didn't bother to explain, and Lao He frowned, pinched the flesh on his left arm with his right hand, flickering, obviously there was no tremor, am I fat?
impossible!
certainly not!
I do not have! !

So after Zhou Sheng and Zagari finished carrying the goods, she turned around and went in to pack two fried chickens to take away.

She hadn't eaten junk food in months, and now it tasted so delicious that she couldn't get enough of it.

"So, how about I deliver the items in this list in three days? See you here then?"

There is nothing wrong with Zhou Yi’s life. Even if the warehouse of their company headquarters is not in Rolda, it is a long and tortured journey to drive from other provinces to deliver goods. Generally speaking, Zagari is still conscientious.

"Then see you in three days."

Say goodbye and leave each other.

This also means that the return journey of the two is determined in three days.

Bring the medicine there at once, so as not to run back and forth. The journey on the road is really not worth experiencing too much.

It happened to be noon when we returned to Leia.

Lao He distributed two large portions of fried chicken to everyone. African food is still very impressive, and finally gave Jie Laer two chicken legs.

Jie Laer's eyes narrowed, blissful...

She has never eaten such food. Her unlucky father doesn't even care about his own food and clothing. How can he serve his daughter well.

Smelling the delicious fried chicken, Jie Laer struggled mentally for a long time, took only a small bite, and hurriedly delivered it to Zhou Sheng and He Congshuang: "You guys, eat."

Such a scene.

Even He Congshuang, who was a little cold and not good at dealing with children, had his heart melted.

"Eat it, we've eaten it."

In the end, Jie Laer wiped out two chicken legs, and was beaten by Lao He when she was sucking her fingers: "This is unhygienic."

Lao He is like this...

One thing to say, never consider the child's feelings, because this is a wrong thing, it must be corrected.

Recalling the first time they met, a child from the gray worm department sent fruit juice to Zhou Sheng, and she taught him a lesson.

Jie Laer pursed her lips, did not cry, but nodded timidly: "I see."

Three days later, he will go to the Gray Worm Department again, so before that, Zhou Sheng must do his own job——

Consultation and training.

In practical teaching, everyone's progress is rapid.

And the herbalists already have a corresponding foundation. After remembering the medicinal properties of various medicinal materials, the combination of prescriptions is also ready-made. At first, there will be cases where some people mix the medicines by themselves, and they will be scolded by Zhou Sheng in the end.

The biggest difference between herbal medicine and Chinese medicine is that they don’t know how to mix and match the properties of medicines. Cold medicines can indeed reduce fire and eliminate evil, but the combination of cold and cold can easily cause cold poison and imbalance of yin and yang.

With one person being scolded, others dare not mess around.

They are aware of the seriousness of the matter, prescribing drugs indiscriminately will kill people.

Four patients with appendicitis have been admitted for treatment. Two wards are not enough, and two more were added in the end. Traditional Chinese medicine can stabilize the condition and at least relieve the pain. Surgery is still necessary three days later.

Zhou Yisheng originally wanted to contact Old Tang, but he thought that Delia would definitely be in charge of the Gray Worm Department before he went back, so he dismissed this year. Tang Aiyun still has her own job, so it's not good to always drag people over to desert.

When there is an operation patient next time, he can almost be called over.

the next day.

Tribal gatherings are held in the Leiya tribe. People from various tribes come to buy and sell goods, cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks, as well as vegetables and daily necessities are sold, and sometimes they can even be bartered. The trading method is very primitive.

Although He Congshuang didn't look bored, Zhou Sheng still took her and Jie Laer there.

Everywhere Jie Laer looked was novel, she looked like a child going to the market.

Food sales are indispensable for this kind of gathering, because the gathering will last for a whole day, and some people who bring bulk commodities will not bring food, and will settle their food and clothing on the spot.

At the gate of the market, seeing someone selling burnt and buried potatoes, Jie Laer was a little lost.

Although she didn't say it, both Zhou Sheng and He Congshuang could tell...

"Want to eat?" Zhou Sheng said dotingly.

"No, it's not clean." Lao He said expressionlessly.

Jie Laer shook her head, her eyes glowed brightly: "Papa, I can sell it."

Zhou Sheng didn't understand everything, but he understood a papa, which was what his father meant.

He Congshuang understood: "Where's her dad? She said her dad would sell potatoes here."

Zhou Sheng: "..."

It seems that the reason why Jie Laer likes to eat burned and buried potatoes has been found.

But this is not the point, the point is that the little girl took the initiative to talk about her father for the first time in such a long time, the guard in her heart subsided, and I am afraid that there will be a new round of sadness.

Zhou Sheng fell into deep thought, even if He Congshuang didn't know the situation, he still felt something...

"You can only choose one of the roast lamb and potatoes in front."

The delicacy of kebabs seems to be very popular all over the world.

However, Jie Laer quickly made a choice: "Potatoes!"

He Congshuang also felt very helpless, and the three of them could only walk to the stall where the potatoes were burned and buried.

The middle-aged boss had actually been paying attention to the three of them for a long time. Before they could speak, he pulled out three of them from the charcoal with iron tongs. He was not afraid of being scalded. He exchanged his left and right hands and put them on some kind of leaves: "Give it to Jie Laer!" , Hehe, I know his father."

This time, Jie Laer cried, holding the potato, tears dripping down.

He Congshuang frowned, and said with some displeasure: "How much?"

"for free!"

He Congshuang didn't break up with him, turned around and left with Jie Laer in his arms, and only after taking two steps did he say to Zhou Sheng: "Give him the money."

In fact, the other party is kind, but He Congshuang is the kind of person with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. He looks cold and hard on the outside, but is actually very soft. The cold and hard appearance rejects other people's kindness. In fact, the softness is what cares about the other party Made little Jayla cry.

Zhou Yisheng shook his head and looked at the price written on the broken cardboard. One was only 20 kwanzas, equivalent to less than [-] cents in domestic currency. He took out the money...he was not so small that it was worth money, so he just handed over a piece of [-] yuan Yes, I'm too lazy to ask for change.

The boss was grateful and made a gesture of blessing, praying for Zhou's life.

Zhou Yisheng chased after him, and Lao He, who said that he could only choose one of potatoes and mutton, was asking for mutton skewers, and told Jie Laer: "You can only eat potatoes if you eat mutton."

The serious look made the little girl forget her sadness and fell into deep thought and distress.

It turned out that if she wanted to eat potatoes, Papa would hesitate, and she didn't dare to talk about eating mutton. Why does the current aunt have to let her eat mutton before she can eat potatoes?
Zhou Yisheng pursed his lips and smiled, watching one big and one small making fun of it, and just paid the bill and it was over.

I walked around a lot and bought a lot of things.

Handmade cloth bags, local women like fancy and cheap linen skirts, Lao He chose a pair for himself and Jie Laer, and finally left the meeting happily.

When he arrived at the health clinic, Old He said: "You keep the account, all my money is in the Gray Worm Department, and I will pay you back when I go back."

"Need not……"

Before Zhou Sheng finished speaking, He Congshuang said, "What's the reason for not using it?"

"A treat... a friend?"

He Congshuang thought for a while, but she was a little unhappy: "I don't like making friends..."

However, she never mentioned the matter of repaying the money.

(End of this chapter)