When the county magistrate saw it, he was almost scared to death. Damn! The top leader of the provincial party committee told him thousands of times to protect the little girl. She was the most honored guest of the Du family. If he was injured on the ground, how could he explain to the Du family.
"Captain Liu! Control him! Quick! Don't hurt anyone."
In fact, without the county magistrate's explanation, Team Liu has slowly approached. Chu Wei first pulled the young daughter-in-law behind him and gestured to Dui Liu. Dui Liu understood immediately and nodded.
Two people, one on the left and the other on the right, flanked the crazy Zhao Jian.
Looking at the director of the Health Bureau, Lao Zhao's heart was raised in his throat.
He didn't know what was going on with his son, why he became so extreme, and why he was waving a scalpel around when he had nothing to do? It's okay to hurt others, but if you hurt yourself, isn't it the end?
Besides, even the county magistrate has a respectful attitude towards the man and the woman, which shows how powerful their background is. What use is it for you to wield a scalpel around?
"Zhao Jian! Put down the knife for me."
After all, Lao Zhao, the director of the Health Bureau, is a far-sighted person. He was afraid that his son would be caught in prison after the Chinese New Year.
Otherwise, he is an attempted murder and will be detained.
After being yelled at by his own father, Zhao Jian's crazy mind cleared up a bit, and he shivered, and the scalpel in his hand dropped. Liu Dui rushed forward, threw him to the ground, took out the handcuffs attached to his waist, and handcuffed him.
Good guy, it's okay to dare to commit murder in public.
Put it in the car and take it away.
Seeing that Zhao Jian was subdued, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, especially the county magistrate, who came to Xia Yu's side in two or three steps, and asked with concern: "Little girl! Are you scared?"
Seeing the county magistrate's kind attitude like a gentle elder, although Xia Yu was puzzled in his heart, he shook his head slightly, expressing that he was fine.
She really wanted to tell the county magistrate that she was actually not that weak. If it wasn't for her own man who was inconvenient for her to make a move, she would definitely have beaten Zhao Jian as a weak chicken.
A conflict was resolved in this way, and the spectators gradually dispersed. Xia Yu accompanied Ye Zhisheng to complete the discharge procedures for his cousin Junjun, and took him to prepare to go home. Unexpectedly, Dean Wang stayed behind and said that he arranged for an ambulance from the hospital to take them back, so it was an apology for them.
Xia Yu doesn't want to, and it doesn't sound good to hear about what kind of ambulance people take during the New Year's Eve. People in the countryside are actually quite taboo about this.
The county magistrate next to him interjected: "Then let my driver take you back! It's so cold, don't freeze your children. You have to walk a lot to go back? That's it, let my driver Xiao He will take you home."
Originally, Dean Wang meant to exchange the car in the hospital for the little girl to give the old man in the backyard a chance to see a doctor. Now seeing that the matter was not done and the little girl was leaving again, he became anxious.
Pulling the person aside, he said with guilt on his face: "Little girl! Can you do me a favor? I know that your Chinese medicine skills should have reached the point of proficiency. I dare not say anything else. You just took pictures of Zhao Jianjian. That technique is impressive.
There is an old man in the backyard who has neither fever nor pneumonia, but he has been coughing for three months. All methods have been used in the hospital, but there is still no way to determine the condition, can you come and see with me? Save that old man? "
Fearing that Xia Yu would not like it, Dean Wang pretended to be very embarrassed and distressed, and sighed.
"You don't even know! This old man coughs less during the day, but it will kill him at night. He coughs endlessly, tormenting him to the point of going crazy. The doctors in our hospital were tortured by him. The scolding is bloody, and we dare not make a sound. Who made us incompetent? Can¡¯t he be cured? Little girl! Can you go and see with me, whether you can see or not, it doesn¡¯t matter if you take a look Right?"
Dean Wang's tone of begging himself for the sake of the patient, Xia Yu felt that he was very dedicated, so he should go and see. Regardless of whether she can relieve the pain of the old man, she has to show face to the dean with her enthusiasm and attitude of not rejecting foreign doctors.
"Okay! I'll go take a look with you. Wait for me, I'll go talk to my man."
After Xia Yu finished speaking, she ran over to Chu Wei first, telling everyone not to go back in a hurry, to eat first, and then go home after eating. She and the dean went to the back to visit an old man.
"Ziyu Ziliang! You eat with your uncle and aunt, and I will go with your sister."
How can you rest assured that the little daughter-in-law will go alone with the dean, even if the deanChu Weixian was not at ease when he looked amiable. Who knows how many neurologists like Zhao Jian are in this hospital? What if he waved around with a scalpel again?
It's better to be with yourself for peace of mind.
Xia Yu didn't care either, knowing that her man was so clingy, there was nothing she could do.
Following the dean through a gravel road, he came to a two-story building in the backyard.
This building is not big, and there are not many wards. It is estimated that there are only seven or eight wards on two floors.
Walking to the innermost room on the first floor, the dean knocked on the door politely.
"Come in!" A hoarse and old reply came from the room.
"Secretary Li! It's me!" Dean Wang smiled and opened the door, and greeted an old man in his seventies who was sitting on the sofa, "This is a little girl I know who is good at Chinese medicine. I want her to give you a pulse and stop your cough, okay?"
?The old man called Old Secretary Li looked up at Xia Yu, and then at Dean Wang, with a look of displeasure on his face.
"I said you Xiao Wang, you can't find anyone. If you meet anyone, you will let people study my disease, right? You have brought people here. Am I sorry if I say no?" He stretched out his own wrist and stretched it out in front of Xia Yu, with a heroic expression of death, "Come on! Just do it if you like, you can't die anyway."
Hearing such funny words, Xia Yu couldn't help laughing, squatted down, put the old man's hand on the armrest of the sofa, and put two fingers on it.
No one in the room dared to speak, and held their breath quietly, for fear that they would accidentally disturb the little girl and affect her judgment. Especially Dean Wang, he really has 100% confidence in the little girl.
Many difficult and miscellaneous diseases, Western medicine may not have a solution, but Chinese medicine may have it. Otherwise, the Chinese medical skills that have been passed down for thousands of years in our country are absolutely impossible to be a decoration.
Looking, smelling, asking, and cutting are not tricks to deceive people, they are real treasures handed down from the profound ancestors.
After taking the pulses of both hands, Xia Yu looked at the old man and smiled: "Grandpa! There is nothing serious about your health, everything is fine. Can you tell me if you ate something hard before your cough started? Did you still get choked on?" (Remember this site website: www.hlnovel.com