Super Doctor of the City

Chapter 62 The Great Ambition
"Xiao Xiao, Brother Yu is not a vegetarian either, don't worry." Fang Yu patted his chest and vowed.

Seeing Fang Yu's confident look, Jiang Xiaoxiao remembered the scene at Mr. Xu's birthday party in the afternoon - Fang Yu once knocked Sun Jun away with one punch.

Can't help but grow eyes.

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at Fang Yu again, but this time, like a frightened kitten, she put a small hand on her small mouth and looked up and down.

"Could it be... are you a gangster?"

Her eyes also brightened.

Since she was a child, she didn't like to study seriously, and all the roads went smoothly under the guidance of her sister.In fact, she likes the fighting scene very much, it is very exciting and exciting.

Fang Yu saw this from her eyes, raised his hand and knocked on her little head——

"Ganqing said it for a long time just now... You must study hard in the future, but don't learn from me."

Dissatisfied with being knocked, Jiang Xiaoxiao muttered, "I won't—"

This girl, just at the rebellious age of the flower season, often skipped classes, and even went around collude with female classmates to bully male classmates.On the surface, she looks like a good girl, but in her bones, she has a dormant yearning for gangsters, which is typically the result of watching too many young and Dangerous movies from Hong Kong and Taiwan.

"Little kid, what do you think about every day?" Fang Yu wanted to dispel her terrible thoughts.

"You are young, your whole family is young, and I will be an adult next year!" Jiang Xiaoxiao strongly refuted.

"Okay, okay. You are not young... Then tell me, why did you think of asking me to borrow money?" Fang Yu asked.

"I don't have any money. The pocket money I was given to me last month has been reduced a lot. It's not enough to spend at all." Jiang Xiaoxiao said aggrievedly.

"Your sister is too outrageous, how can the child have less money. If you go to school like you, you will earn thousands of yuan a month. If I were your sister, I would give you at least 5000 yuan in pocket money every month." Fang Yu said to himself I thought it was very generous and authentic.

"—"

Jiang Xiaoxiao opened her eyes wide and looked at this strange thing. This guy really feels like he has never seen the world in his life. He is just poor, so why is he so picky...

"Please my sister give me 5 yuan pocket money every month now." Jiang Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and said.

"—" Fang Yu was stunned.

Nima rich people are so capricious.Fifty thousand is not enough?

"Get out, get out! We can't talk today..." Fang Yu pushed her out and locked the door behind him.

……

……

The next day, when Fang Yu came to the hospital, he felt that everyone looked at him differently.

Fang Yu grabbed the sister of the little nurse from the day before yesterday and asked:
"Is something on my face?"

The nurse covered her mouth and said, "Nothing...Fang Yu, you look very handsome today...you are a perfect match for Dr. Xu."

"Yes, you two are a match made in heaven."

"Fang Yu, when will the wedding candy be eaten? I can't wait!"

"Congratulations, you have a precious son..."

"—"

Fang Yu rolled his eyes helplessly.

Whoever has such a big mouth must have passed on the news of yesterday's engagement.

"Brother Yu..." Not far away, Li Dabai trotted over with a simple and honest face.

"What are you doing?" Fang Yu felt besieged.

Li Dabai squirmed, and took out a crumpled red envelope from his trouser pocket. He could tell at a glance that it contained more than 100 yuan, a red note, and several small banknotes...

At first I thought Li Dabai was a little funny and stupid.

But seeing those crumpled money, Fang Yu's heart moved.

Some people have tens of billions, but they won't even give you 100 yuan... Some people only have 100 yuan, but they are willing to give you all.

Fang Yu didn't smile, but thumped Li Dabai's shoulder, and said, "If you're not married, you don't need to give red envelopes."

"But..." Li Dabai wanted to give.

"Dabai, you can keep this money, I am someone who wants a lot of money..." Fang Yu pushed his hand.

Otherwise, Li Dabai would not have put it away.

Sure enough, Li Dabai smiled awkwardly and had no choice but to put the money in his pocket.

……

At this moment, President Wu waved his hand at Fang Yu from afar and said, "Xiao Fang, come to my office."

"right away."

……

When I came to Dean Wu's office, I found that his face was a little serious, and he didn't look very happy.

Fang Yu sat down on the sofa opposite the desk, and said:
"Dean, what's the matter?"

Dean Wu sighed, frowned and said, "A strange disease has been discovered in the suburban area to the west of Jiangzhou."

When Fang Yu heard it, he couldn't help being surprised and said, "Do you know what the disease is?"

"I don't know." Dean Wu said, "I called you here and I want to ask you a question."

"Ask." Fang Yu didn't care.

"What is your ambition?" Dean Wu said.

"Ambition?" Fang Yu squinted his eyes and smiled, "Peasant woman, mountain spring, a little field...does this count as ambition?"

Dean Wu rolled his eyes and said: "I'm telling you serious... With your medical skills, I believe that Chinese medicine can be carried forward. Haven't you ever thought about becoming a leader in the field of Chinese medicine?"

"have not thought."

"—"

Dean Wu was speechless, "I hope you can be ambitious and carry this flag."

"It's too heavy to carry." Fang Yu shrugged.

"Hey... I've told you so much, but you can't listen to a single word?" Dean Wu stared at Fang Yu, "You have such superb medical skills, it's a pity if you don't spread them."

"It's a pity, it's a pity, I'm not Jesus."

"You—little bastard, I want you to promote the culture of Chinese medicine, not to be a Jesus!" Dean Wu said earnestly, "The current patients don't believe in Chinese medicine. In your Chinese medicine department, there are only a few patients every day... ...Western medicine is prevalent, and everyone sees it...Why did Chinese medicine in China decline? It's not because there are too many Chinese medicine liars!"

Hearing this, Fang Yu nodded, what he said made sense.

"What our ancestors have left behind is much better than western medicine. Don't you think it's a pity if it can't be carried forward?" Dean Wu said again.

"Well, it's a pity." Fang Yu replied.

"That's it, Xiao Fang, your Chinese medical skills have long been excellent, and you will definitely be able to carry this big banner." Dean Wu flattered.

"That's true."

Seeing that he had listened, Dean Wu couldn't help but chuckled, and said, "Let me ask you, Xiao Fang, what exactly is your dream?"

"dream?"

I seem to have said it just now.

Rough words are not rough.

Marry a beautiful wife, find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and live a good life.

Also, it is to cultivate the Nine Layers of Dragon Art.

Kill all the people who harmed the Fang family back then!
Yes, and make a lot of money.

……

Dreams seem a little too much.

(End of this chapter)