The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

"Da Mao, I'm so sorry."

"We are all neighbors, and you have saved me so many times, which is as it should be."

"Crack."

"These walnuts can't be counted as the consultation fee for this time."

"..."

"Crack."

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"I, I, I can't say it."

"Crack."

"Then don't say it."

"..."

Xu Damao looked around.

On the chopping board, there is a kitchen knife.

. . .

Chapter 107 Xu Damao's New Target

At last.

Under the threat of cutting off his children and grandchildren, Xu Damao still confessed the whole matter of infertility.

Embarrassed, he looked at Li Donglai expectantly.

"Brother Donglai, take a look, is there any chance for my fertility to recover?"

Li Donglai didn't answer, just threw the empty bag aside.

Xu Damao looked very winkingly, and hurriedly dug out a bag of wild jujubes from the cabinet, which weighed ten catties.

"They are all neighbors. These dates were given to me by my fellow villagers, so you can take them back and give my little sister a fresh taste."

"How embarrassing."

Li Donglai took the bag while speaking and put it under his feet.

The consultation fee has been collected, so it is natural to contribute.

Start the Barefoot Doctor system.

Patient Xu Damao.

Etiology Physiological fish ball fragmentation.

Diagnosis and treatment plan: *** [effect has been strengthened]

Bonus Points: 10 point

Current points: 531 points.

The red text on the eyelids made Li Donglai's eyes widen suddenly.

This treatment plan is really unethical!

As long as he dares to perform surgery on Xu Damao according to the plan, not only will he lose a donkey.

If it is spread out, it will be tied to a big locust tree.

Well, anyway, it's just that you can't have children, it's not a big deal.

Li Donglai pretended to be frustrated, and sighed: "Brother Da Mao, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's because I'm not good at learning."

"You are suffering from a physiological disease. That is to say, the fish ball has been completely broken, like a broken wine bottle. It is beyond human power to restore it."

Xu Damao wasn't even more frustrated.

In the hospital, the inspection report has made it clear.

As for the old doctor's unilateral prescription, Xu Damao also knew that he was really cheating money.

But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we still have to hold on to it.

"Our old Xu family's three generations are single-handed, so is it extinct?"

Xu Damao's face was full of sadness, he stood up staggeringly, found two bottles of Fenjiu from under the bed, and took out a plate of peanuts from the cabinet.

Put the wine and dishes on the table.

"Brother Donglai, brother feels uncomfortable today, why don't you accompany brother to have a drink!"

Facing the invitation, Li Donglai nodded without any hesitation.

After Xu Damao drank a glass of wine, his face turned red and he couldn't speak fluently.

"Brother Donglai, if you think of me, Xu Damao, I can be considered number one in our rolling mill."

"As a projectionist, wherever I go, the leaders of the commune will respect me."

"Every time I eat, I have to nest an egg in the bowl, otherwise the film will get tangled together."

"There is also a young and beautiful fiancée with rich wealth."

"It's all over now!"

"Lou Bancheng, do you know? My future father-in-law!"

Xu Damao stared at Li Donglai in bewilderment, and slammed the table: "Yes, you know, it's you, Lou Xiao'e, who are hiding in the hospital and won't let us meet."

Li Donglai knocked on the table and said coldly, "Da Mao, it's not kind of you to blame me for Lou Xiao'e's affairs."

Xu Damao also knows that even if there is no hospital, Lou Xiaoe doesn't want to see him, there are ways.

She smiled awkwardly: "I drank too much, I got confused, forgive me!"

Li Donglai comforted: "Actually, Da Mao, it may not be a bad thing for you to lose this marriage of the Lou family."

Xu Damao suddenly raised his head, the drunkenness on his face disappeared without a trace.

His dark eyes stared at Li Donglai: "How do you say?"

The Lou family has a lot of money, and Lou Bancheng is the director. After becoming the son-in-law of Chenglong Kuai, he has not yet skyrocketed.

Is there anything wrong with this marriage?

Li Donglai: "You only saw that Lou Bancheng is rich, but you didn't see his identity."

Xu Damao frowned: "Identity? Isn't it a patriotic capitalist? Although it is not as good as our three generations of civilians, it is completely fine."

Some things really don't lend themselves to detailed explanation.

Li Donglai stood up, looked at the mottled tree shadows swaying with the bright moonlight outside the door, and said in a low voice, "Think about it, who among the leaders of our rolling mill is a patriotic capitalist?"

Xu Damao is a person who is very sensitive to the current situation, and he often thinks about it.

Combined with the gossip he heard in the publicity department.

His complexion suddenly changed, and he stuttered when he spoke: "You, you mean..."

As soon as the words came out, Li Donglai interrupted him with a wave: "Say? I didn't say anything?"

The wind was blowing outside, the big trees were shaking "squeaky", and the mottled shadows of the underground trees were swaying rapidly.

A gust of cold wind rushed into the room, making Xu Damao shiver uncontrollably.

He stared at the big tree struggling in the strong wind outside the door, and muttered to himself: "It's so strange that there will be such a strong wind in this summer."

Li Donglai got up and locked the door, shutting out the noise and cold.

Sit down again: "A man should take a long-term view. For example, being a leader or something."

"Don't put all your energy on a woman's belly."

"I remember that projectionists are workers. It's not easy to change to a leadership establishment."

Hearing these words, Xu Damao's eyes lit up.

He has three hobbies in his life.

Women, get rich and become factory leaders.

Now the first two hobbies are shattered.

The latter one is almost hopeless, but Xu Damao is a scheming person.

Even if there is no Lou Bancheng, as long as there is another thigh, there is still hope.

Be the factory leader!Be the factory leader!

Became a factory leader, punished silly Zhu to clean the toilet!Let Yi Zhonghai look at the warehouse.

Eighth-level cook, eighth-level fitter, I "bah", when I become the factory manager, I will play you to death.

Xu Damao gritted his teeth and swore secretly in his heart.

After the misfortune was brought to the east, Li Donglai didn't stay any longer.

"Da Mao, it's getting late, you should go to bed earlier!"

Li Donglai walked to the door, turned around again, picked up the bag of jujubes under Xu Damao's distressed eyes, and left in a hurry.

Even if the patient cannot be cured, the consultation fee will still be charged.

. . .

After Li Donglai left, Xu Damao sat at the square table for most of the night.

Drunk, bloodshot eyes.

He has found a new purpose in life.

Factory leadership.

But to achieve this goal, he must first find a backer.

This backer must be of high authority and flexible.