The best female boss

Chapter 65
Seeing the heartbroken look of the dead old man, Zhang Fan felt a little sorry, so he added.

Zhang Qiancao had no choice but to sigh and said: "Well, yes, this kind of opportunity is not available to everyone. It is just a pity that it will be burned if it is burned. However, fortunately, you have learned a few, but there is no real one. Allowing this ancient treatment method to disappear into the dust of history is another kind of continuation."

"Okay, I'll talk about these things when I get home. I'll deal with the wounds of the criminal police brother first."

Only then did Zhang Qiancao remember that there was a person sitting outside, and it was because he was too shocked that he only remembered now, and immediately waved to Zhang Fan.

Taking precautions is essential, Zhang Qiancao took Zhang Fan into the place where the Chinese herbal medicines were piled up while letting the criminal policemen close their eyes to rest, talked in a low voice, and then walked out alone.

And Zhang Fan nodded, and sat on the chair near the medicinal materials to wait.

"Brother Interpol, the bullet from your wound has been taken out. After I bandage it up and keep it away from water, it will heal in about ten days. Fortunately, it was shot into the bone, otherwise it would be really troublesome."

Zhang Qiancao wrapped the gauze neatly, picked up the scissors and cut it, and it was done.

After the bullet was taken out, the criminal policeman, who seemed to be in much better spirits, had something to say at this time.

"Your grandson didn't expect this medical skill to be so good. Just such a light touch stopped my bleeding. This is probably like acupuncture in martial arts movies, haha!"

Obviously, the detective didn't hear the whispered conversation between Zhang Qiancao and his father.

Zhang Qiancao smiled awkwardly, she didn't have the ability to teach Zhang Fan this acupuncture point, if she knew it, she wouldn't be so surprised just now.

"It's okay, hehe!"

Zhang Qiancao laughed, and was actually very satisfied with Zhang Fan in her heart.

"It's just okay. Your grandson's skill, I think, can be directly compared to a third-level first-class chief physician. Fortunately, I watched it with you. If you really go to the hospital, you are not allowed to take this film and check that film. Yes, it’s a waste of time to tinker with that tinkerer, it probably hurts me to death, you are really good, you cured me in a few strokes. Sure enough, people should not be judged by appearances, and shops should not be big.”

The criminal police gave Zhang Qiancao a thumbs up with his intact left arm, admiring him very much.

But thinking back, just when Zhang Fan fainted just now, the old man in front of him actually ran to another place quickly with a step, and he was still very surprised.

Then he thought of Zhang Fan's easy finger, and the criminal policeman felt even more curious.

It is estimated that this family is an expert hiding here!
"Brother, how much is it, I will pay you."

The criminal policeman took out his wallet, and he already planned to come over when he has free time in the future. Wouldn't it be an extra life to befriend someone with such good medical skills?

Zhang Qiancao smiled and said, "You can take whatever you want, I'm just bandaging your wound."

"That's not okay. How about it? I don't have much money in my wallet, so I'll give you 300 yuan."

Although this criminal police officer is a civil servant, his salary is not very high. If Zhang Qiancao hadn't come to his rescue, he probably wouldn't know what would happen to him in the end. Moreover, if he went to the hospital by himself, the money might not be enough The hospital is stuck between teeth.

No matter how you think about it, the criminal police feel that they have taken advantage of it.

Therefore, no matter how Zhang Qiancao refused, the criminal police stuffed it into the former's pocket.

Seeing the criminal police leave, Zhang Qiancao could only take out the three hundred with a wry smile, shook his head, put them in his pocket again, and walked in.

As for Zhang Fan inside, he looked a bit sluggish, which was actually the energy he had spent just now when he was looking for the acupuncture point that could stop the bleeding.

This acupuncture point was originally very secret, if it weren't for this inheritance guidance, even ten Zhang Fans who had obtained soul fusion would be hard to find.

But even so, his spirit was exhausted enormously.

Zhang Fan, who was sitting on the chair at the moment, gently rubbed his temples on both sides. At this moment, his nose moved, and he found that he was smelling the various medicinal herbs around him, and they were exuding different fragrances. This was something he had never seen before. Never had.

In the past, he was also sitting in the pile of herbs like now, but not like today. He has a very friendly feeling for the herbs. The smell of the herbs that he didn't like very much before, smells all over the place now.

At this moment, Zhang Fan happened to see Zhang Qiancao walking in, and immediately expressed his doubts.

"Damn old man, when did the medicinal materials in our outpatient clinic be replaced?"

Zhang Qiancao was a little puzzled and said, "No, it's been more than half a year."

Indeed, the business of the outpatient clinic is not very good, and the people who come to see it are usually the neighbors around them, and they treat some minor ailments, which leads to the retention of many medicinal materials.

"No, then why do I smell so good now? I can't bear to leave here."

Zhang Fan was also puzzled for a while.

Zhang Qiancao was startled. He also felt this way, so he called Huaxia a famous medical master.

"Could it be...?"

Why is it so strange today?
Immediately, Zhang Qiancao was pleasantly surprised, as if he had found a good successor who could continue his medical skills.

In the past, Zhang Qiancao also tried to make Zhang Fan learn this, but the latter seemed to dislike the taste of medicinal materials. In the end, Zhang Qiancao naturally couldn't force him, but thinking that his medical skills in this life would be cut off, he felt natural. Unavoidable.

Today, although there is no reason why Zhang Fan has changed, but no matter what, Zhang Qiancao is happy to see this change.

"You're hungry. Let's go out to eat today. We made 300 yuan today, so we don't need to open a clinic."

Zhang Qiancao waved the three red hundred-yuan bills given by the criminal police in front of Zhang Fan.

"No promise!"

Zhang Fan glanced at Zhang Qiancao who was smiling innocently, and then he also grinned. The two had similar expressions, both showing their big white teeth.

Zhang Qiancao's father and grandson, who were out of the outpatient clinic, did not go to the restaurant directly, but chose to pack meals and eat at home, because Zhang Qiancao suddenly thought that some things were not easy to let go of outside.

Two roasted golden chicken legs, dry pot frog, steamed cucumber fish, stir-fried Chinese cabbage, two bottles of authentic Erguotou, and finally a bowl of hot and sour soup with a strong taste.

The color, fragrance and taste are complete, and the combination of meat and vegetables is a very rich meal for them.

Looking at the fragrant dishes in front of him, Zhang Fan couldn't help swallowing, and suddenly moved his index finger.

The meal cost a big red bill, but Zhang Qiancao was obviously in a very good mood.Wrinkles that were not so obvious before now appear much deeper.

"Go!"

As soon as Zhang Qiancao finished speaking, Zhang Fan, who couldn't stand it anymore, immediately moved his index finger and ate it. He directly grabbed a golden chicken leg with his hand, put it in his mouth, and bit it unceremoniously, which was extremely satisfying. Chewing, her lips were full of oil, and Zhang Qiancao also quickly picked up the chopsticks and started to sweep up the food.

"You had a headache just now, so don't drink such strong liquor now."

Seeing that Zhang Fan wanted to drink Erguotou, Zhang Qiancao persuaded with some concern.

"It's okay, my recent pain is getting better and better."

It's cool to eat meat and drink heavily, not to mention that if your body doesn't happen to encounter something sensitive to future soldiers, it probably won't cause fusion, so you won't have a headache.

"Then drink less!"

Zhang Qiancao poured Zhang Fan half a glass, not daring to drink too much for him. Although Zhang Fan promised so much, he was still a little worried. bosom.

Zhang Fan took a sip lightly, pairing it with the chicken leg in his hand, it was so comfortable.

Seeing Zhang Fan's satisfied expression, Zhang Qiancao suddenly smiled foolishly.

"By the way, you really thought it was very fragrant in the pile of medicinal materials before?"

At that moment, Zhang Qiancao expressed the question that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time.He had to reconfirm, it was too important to him.

With a greasy mouth, Zhang Fan said vaguely: "Well, it smells so good, I'm reluctant to leave."

Hearing Zhang Fan's confirmation again, Zhang Qiancao was overjoyed. He still remembered that the master who brought him into medicine once said that anyone who has a strong affinity for these medicinal materials must be extremely talented when it comes to studying medicine. Get twice the result with half the effort.

And this kind of intimacy is reflected in the fact that the medicinal materials will feel very fragrant, and the smell will make you reluctant to leave, etc.

"Aren't these signs exactly the same as my original feelings?"

Zhang Qiancao raised her head and took a drink, her eyes narrowed in joy.

"It seems that you are very talented in our Chinese medicine. Are you interested in learning this?"

No one knows better than Zhang Qiancao the importance of having a strong intimacy with medicinal materials. Talent is a measure of your ability to reach the highest point in a certain field. The higher the talent, the higher the level you can reach.

As long as he teaches beside him, Zhang Fan's achievements should be comparable to his own.

If those bigwigs in the medical field knew that a person with Zhang Qiancao's medical skills was about to be born in the medical field at this time, they would definitely be shocked.

Zhang Qiancao is well aware of the impact of a doctor with excellent medical skills. Moreover, Zhang Qiancao feels that it would be the best thing to pass on her medical skills to her grandson.

"Well, Chinese medicine still has a future?"

Zhang Fan gave Zhang Qiancao a blank look, meaning that the outpatient clinic you are opening doesn't make much money for a month, so you still want me to learn?
Zhang Qiancao could only smile wryly at Zhang Fan's disgusting expression, remembering how many rich kids kneeled down and begged him to be a teacher!
But now, since Zhang Qiancao discovered Zhang Fan's talent for studying medicine, she has to treat this matter differently.Right now, Zhang Fan is the most likely to inherit his mantle, and he can make the traditional medical skill of Chinese medicine flourish to the greatest extent. The former's intimacy with medicinal materials alone is enough.

(End of this chapter)