Chapter 1180
Successful People Also Have Difficulties
Later, He Yuzhu heard Qin Jingru explain the Qinjia Village incident.
After all, as a person involved and implicated by the He family, Qin Jingru must come over to explain.
It is said that the door of Qin Laonian's house was smashed by someone.
If the commune cadres had not kept an eye on the village, Qin Laonian's family might have been driven out of the village.
The seven or eight members of the family knelt at the door together and kowtowed to apologize along with the rest of the villagers. Only then was the matter temporarily resolved.
But the Qin Laonian family had a bad reputation in the surrounding villages.
Apart from anything else, in the past, some people saw that Qin Laonian's family was well-off and wanted to marry into the family.
Then there will be no hope at all from now on.
He Yuzhu didn't care about this. He had sent Liu Ting to the hospital to give birth these days, and what he was most concerned about was Liu Ting's childbirth.
As for the things happening in the yard, He Yuzhu has always predicted that there will definitely be a day of chaos.
I am no longer surprised by this.
However, He Yuzhu did not gain nothing. At least through this incident, he cut off the possibility of Qin Jingru asking him for help in the future.
He Yuzhu did not say this explicitly, but Wang Furong and his wife should understand.
Such a big thing has affected He Yuzhu's future.
So if Qin Jingru has any problems in the future and wants to ask He Yuzhu for help, the old couple won’t have the face to ask.
This is not because He Yuzhu wants to break off ties with the Wang family. To put it bluntly, the Wang family is the Wang family, and the relationship with Qin Jingru's family is already distant.
If the Wang family has any difficulties in the future, He Yuzhu will still take the initiative to help.
But Qin Jingru could no longer ask He Yuzhu for help with trivial matters like asking for tickets or arranging jobs.
Even if Qin Jingru wanted to beg, the old couple Wang Furong would stop their daughter-in-law from having such delusions.
He Yuzhu sat in an antique office, playing with a pair of glasses on the table.
The decoration in the room is actually quite simple. Apart from a desk and a row of bookcases, there is nothing else.
But it is those yellowed books in the bookcase that elevate the temperament of this house to a higher level.
Standing in front of the bookcase, arranging books, was a thin man in his forties with a pale face and no beard.
He Yuzhu was amazed, but he smiled and said, "Doctor Xiao, I am not used to seeing you shave your beard. Just like, just like..."
"A scumbag, a beast in human form..." The thin man said with a faint smile, looking elegant, but he said a string of abusive words indifferently.
This kind of dry humor made He Yuzhu smile rarely.
He and Lao Xiao have been friends for more than ten years, and they can be considered as a gentleman's friendship. It's not that one of them helps the other more, it should be said that they help each other, and neither of them forces it.
In other words, He Yuzhu would not force Comrade Lao Xiao to do something that would "kill people and leave new bones".
Comrade Lao Xiao feels the same way towards He Yuzhu.
He Yuzhu understood the ceiling of Comrade Lao Xiao's medical skills, and Comrade Lao Xiao also knew very well what He Yuzhu could do in this position without violating any rules.
This way, the two of them can get along very comfortably.
"You shouldn't be the type who stays with your wife and children every day, why have you been staying in the hospital these days?" Comrade Lao Xiao asked slowly after He Yuzhu had laughed enough. "Don't talk nonsense, my wife will hear it, and I will be punished to kneel on the washboard, so why don't you kneel for me? I come to the hospital every day because I love my wife." He Yuzhu was obviously stunned, and then he still responded with a joke.
Comrade Lao Xiao shrugged his shoulders and did not agree with He Yuzhu's sophistry.
Seeing that this explanation didn't work, He Yuzhu couldn't help but sighed, and asked Lao Xiao: "By the way, you put so many ancient books here, aren't you afraid of those young people?"
Old Xiao still spoke slowly, as if nothing could cause him to panic. He caressed the ancient books lovingly, with a light in his eyes, as if he had seen a peerless beauty, and said with a bit of obsession: "You don't understand, it is the safest place to put them in the vice president's office.
On the contrary, I would feel uneasy if I left it at home."
Although Lao Xiao's words were not clear, He Yuzhu obviously understood them. He nodded and said, "Yes, everyone who can get in here understands these things."
Lao Xiao also smiled, turned around and walked to He Yuzhu, took the glasses from He Yuzhu, took out a handkerchief to wipe them, put them on himself, and then said: "In fact, these books are already hidden in my heart.
I thought of leaving these behind for those who will study medicine in the future.
Alas, nowadays, fewer and fewer young people are willing to learn Chinese medicine, and fewer and fewer are willing to believe in Chinese medicine. "
“There are no criteria for judging, no systematic way of learning, and many old gentlemen want to keep a hand.
For example, with five to eight years of Western medicine and the combination of high technology, we can treat most diseases.
As for Chinese medicine practitioners, I am not used to seeing you without a beard on your face." He Yuzhu simply said something, and there were other things that He Yuzhu was too lazy to say.
The key point is that he doesn't understand it either, just like some excellent Chinese medicine doctors who take the weather into consideration when treating patients.
The same disease, the same medicine, can be cured in autumn, but has no effect in other seasons.
This thing is no longer just a medical skill, but metaphysics.
Comrade Lao Xiao also frowned, and said thoughtfully: "My teachers are already in their seventies and eighties, and now none of our generation can take over their jobs.
Further below us, things are even more impetuous.
I can't see any hope now.
It's impossible for something that our ancestors have passed down for thousands of years to be lost just like that, right? "
He Yuzhu shook his head. He couldn't figure it out. He cast his eyes on the ancient books and said thoughtfully, "As long as these ancient books exist, Chinese medicine will not be discontinued.
The experience summed up by our ancestors over thousands of years is the most complete.
It will be more difficult in the future, and some people will slander us, but it will never stop.
Besides, you are now studying Western medicine and thinking about combining Chinese and Western medicine, isn’t that a new way out?”
Old Xiao smiled, which was rare. He had indeed been studying Western medicine in recent years. In this regard, many old gentlemen criticized him, saying that he was unlearned.
But his teacher was very open-minded, and his words were simple, that is, "It doesn't matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it is a good cat." As long as you can put what you have learned into practice, it will not be a waste of effort.
He Yuzhu didn't want to talk about such a deep topic anymore, but he exposed himself. There was nothing to hide in this regard. In the workplace, basically everyone who should know will know.
He Yuzhu said: "Everything is difficult. Now the foreign trade department, light industry, city and district have recommended successors to me, and people come to lobby me every day.
Damn it, I'm still young and haven't retired yet, why are you recommending a successor to me now?"
The two old men each started to complain. (End of this chapter)