MTL - The Sweetest Medicine-Chapter 802 （37）
Chapter 802 Yu Gan is very bitter, you are super sweet (37)
"Congratulations to you, the cold is always a good man, you will be happy, I wish you a good year." The old and sincere blessing.
"Thank you."
"Miss Yu came to see the cold today, how did the cold always go home with you?" The old man chatted with Gan Gan, his tone was particularly gentle and careful.
Because Gan Gan thought that because of the identity of Fang Zhihan, the old man would be uncomfortable. She smiled faintly. "He has something to do, he can't accompany me. I just want to see him."
The old man faintly whispered, and asked casually: "But the assistant of Lin."
"Yeah........." Yu Gangan subconsciously responded. She looked at the front of her eyes and stunned. Then she smiled at Qian Dasheng and asked, "Yes, where is your home?"
"Just in front..." The old man raised his hand and pointed to the front. "Turn left and stop by the side."
"Okay." Yu Gangan asked the young bodyguard, stop by the old man.
The red light was lit at the front of the road, and the car slowly stopped. No one in the car spoke, especially quiet.
The old man sitting in the back seat suddenly looked at Gan Gan and smiled at him. The old man smiled and apologized again: "Thank you, Miss Yu."
"You are too polite, have been saying thank you..." Yu Gangan's fingers gently buckled on the jeans, and fixedly looked at the red signal light in front.
There are still twenty seconds...
Then to 19 seconds, 18 seconds...
Suddenly, Gan Gan turned his head and said to the old man: "The old man, I don’t think you are very busy today. It’s better to go back with me. There is a medicine box at home. I will give you acupuncture, so when it rains next time, Your rheumatism won't hurt."
"This... how is this going?" The old man shook his head and looked unbelievable: "No need to use it."
"I am a doctor. I was in the pharmaceutical industry of the day. When I asked you to go to the hospital to find me, you are my patient. Of course, I have to be responsible for you," said Gan Gangan seriously. "You just walked. The pace is not stable, you can see the seriousness, you still go with me, after the acupuncture, I will let you send you home."
"This……"
When Gan Gan interrupted him, he said with a smile: "That's the way to say it, please believe me. After acupuncture, your legs will not hurt any more."
The old man’s fingers touched his knees, and the pain from the wind and rain was too tormenting.
No one can guarantee that he will not get sick, but if anyone is ill, he will want it to be better.
He is heartbroken and no longer refuses.
The old man lamented: "Now the doctor is so good as you are... if every doctor can be just like you."
"There are a lot of good doctors, they are better than me, more dedicated than me," Yu Gangan said.
The doctor's salary is not high, but it is very hard, seemingly glamorous, in fact, behind it is all unknown.
The work is not easy, and it has been smeared by people. In addition, there may be one or two mice in any industry, which will make many people do not understand or even prejudice against doctors.
The car quickly stopped at the apartment downstairs. After Gan Gan got off the bus, he threw the bag in his hand to the young bodyguard, and then took the old man upstairs.
The young lady of the bodyguard took the bag and looked at the back of Gan Gan. She frowned and frowned, and quickly followed.
(End of this chapter)
