Chapter Eleven: Cherished Memories

  This is a slap in the face, a house full of experts and doctors all think that their brains are swelling and their faces are numb, a group of people are at a loss for what to do. This is not embarrassing, doctors also have cases that they can't cure, but as soon as Cheng Xiaodong arrives, he cures the illness with ease, greatly damaging their reputation.

  "Hurry, take a few more X-rays!" Although she was ill, Han Jie had already helped Min Nan-zhu and other family members to sit up with support, looking relaxed. The doctors who were watching still decided to take X-rays.

  "What's the point of taking more X-rays? Isn't he fine now?" He didn't have a fracture or a crack, just a dislocation. The person can already sit up and move around, so it's nothing serious. There's no need to keep fussing about taking X-rays. Mian Nan Zhu was initially anxious when the doctors were at a loss, but didn't blame them. After Cheng Xiao Dong fixed his wife's dislocation with one move, he actually felt dissatisfied with these doctors.

  "Minister Fu, let's double-check again to ensure everything is correct," Cheng Xiaodong didn't look down on these doctors, each profession has its own expertise, orthopedics was just a small trick, it's normal that they wouldn't know.

  The dislocation was like this, it was painful when the injury occurred, but once it was reset, it was fine. However, Hanjie's pain lasted a bit longer, and she still felt some discomfort when walking, so this time it couldn't be said to be a big deal, and it was quickly diagnosed as nothing serious.

  "Xiao Dong, this time I really have to thank you. If not for you, who knows how long my mom would have been in pain? These Mongolian doctors!" Han Jie was having a medical examination and taking pictures, but Min Fang didn't follow her in and sat on the long bench outside the door with Cheng Xiao Dong, still venting his anger towards those doctors.

  In 1988, the term "Mongolian doctor" was still a derogatory term. Mongolian medicine and Tibetan medicine had not been hyped up yet, so Min Fang didn't know about it. Cheng Xiaodong spoke up for Mongolian medicine: "Min Zongbian, actually, my grandfather used to be an orthopedic doctor who learned from Mongolia."

  "Ah!" Min Fang raised his head and looked at Cheng Xiaodong who was laughing loudly. He thought Cheng Xiaodong was telling a joke.

  After the test results came out, Cheng Xiaodong bid farewell to several people from Min's family. It was late, and Qin Haiyang had come all the way to find him. He didn't want to miss the evening gathering, and neither did Cheng Xiaodong.

  "Cheng Xiaodong, about the draft, Min Fang has already told me, you..." Min Nan Zhu said, supporting his old companion as they saw Cheng Xiaodong off, only speaking up as Cheng was leaving.

  "Minister Yin, let's just consider the matter settled. I've already met with Professor Qin Yu and smoothed things over regarding the manuscript. Tomorrow, I'll be having a meeting with Governor Qu, so there won't be any issues. It's all good now... After all, Brother Zeng has helped me out quite a bit over the past four years... Let's just leave it at that and part on good terms." From now on, Cheng Xiaodong wouldn't dare make any further requests, and this would put everyone in the Yin household at ease.

  "Little Dong...", Min Fang was still young and vigorous, and wanted to say something else, but Cheng Xiaodong had already smiled and said: "Editor-in-chief Min, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to take me to our school's side, there's a gathering tonight, and my dad happens to be in the provincial city on business, I should... his body isn't well".

  "Dad!" Min Fang gave up on Cheng Xiaodong and turned his gaze back to his own old man.

  "Go on, the young man is very kind, you go send him!" The kindness has not been seen yet, but recognizing the situation is certain. This child is only twenty? Rarely has this temperament! With Minnan bamboo's broad-mindedness and magnanimity, he naturally won't force himself to repay in this life, keeping this person, there are plenty of opportunities for interaction.

  It's getting late, Cheng Xiaodong is worried about his father. He gave himself some money at noon and will definitely use it to muddle through dinner. His old man has this temperament, being very generous with children and family members but almost stingy with himself. If possible, he would scrape off the meat from his own bones to paste on his child's wife.

  "Little Dong, just now you..." got on the car, Min Fang started the engine, and before setting off, he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Cheng Xiaodong again: "Chief Editor Min, my dad should be living near our college. With his temper, he must be staying at the cheapest Xinfeng Hotel. Just drop me off there."

  "Xiao Dong, if you look up to me, just call me Second Brother, and then call me Chief Editor. That would be a slap in the face of your brother, although it's not my intention. After all, I'm taking advantage of our brotherly relationship. You don't even want to make it up to me, it's really suffocating. Alright, we still have a long way to go, this brother of mine, I'll remember this." The rising crown was suddenly stopped by Cheng Xiaodong's one sentence, Min Fang turned his head and solemnly said to Cheng Xiaodong.

  Cheng Xiaodong wasn't naive enough to think that these past interactions could lead to a deep connection, but it was certain that Min Fang had a good impression of him. From now on, in situations where he wouldn't be put in a difficult spot, he would be able to get his help, and that was enough! He believed that with his own careful nurturing, this good impression would gradually deepen.

  "Alright, Second Brother, please take me to the New Wind Inn. That should be fine, right?" Cheng Xiaodong said with a smile.

  "This is just about right, Xiaodong. I'm the deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper, not just because of my father's connections. Your second brother has real knowledge and skills. I've read your writing, it makes me angry!" Min Fang restarted the car and drove forward, sincerely saying to Cheng Xiaodong.

  Cheng Xiaodong listened quietly, and Min Fang continued: "It's not easy to publish an article in the provincial newspaper. Once it is published, no matter what kind of work you do, it can be considered a kind of experience. After graduating and starting work, you will naturally understand this. So, after arriving at your workplace, don't lose the articles you have written. Keep practicing writing, and if you think they are good enough, bring them directly to me."

  "Alright, but the manuscript fee must be generous!" Cheng Xiaodong nodded seriously and joked, making the atmosphere in the car relaxed. Min Fang couldn't help but laugh and scold: "You little brat has been blinded by money!"?

  "No way, I've been spending my parents' money all my life, it's embarrassing!" Cheng Xiaodong said with a smile. Min Fang didn't understand Cheng Xiaodong's world and just thought it was a joke.

  They arrived at the New Wind Inn, and after inquiring, they found that Cheng Dongfeng was indeed staying here. Pointing to the service staff, Cheng Xiaodong and Min Fang came to the door of a guest room, and through the glass, they saw four or five old men huddled together playing poker.

  "The gamblers' catcher has arrived!" Min Fang had a bit of a gangster aura, and with one push of the door, he let out a loud shout, scaring the men so much that they threw their cards all over the floor.

  "We... we didn't gamble for money, just playing around, betting on dinner!" A barefooted guy wearing only a pair of shorts cried out.

  "Little Dong? Ha, don't be afraid, everyone, it's my little troublemaker!" With a few playing cards in his hand, Cheng Dongfeng recognized Cheng Xiaodong at a glance and quickly comforted the others.

  "Oh no, it scared the soul out of me! I'm done, I'm done!" Several people finally felt at ease.

  "It's not fun if you don't play, I'm just over a hundred and it'll be two thousand points, dinner was just about to settle down, come on, come on, I still have a black spade 50k here, who wants to use it?" Cheng Dongfeng was very unwilling, the free dinner was about to go into chaos.

  "Dad, don't bother cheating these uncles anymore. Someone's treating you to dinner, hurry up and put away the poker cards!" Looking at Cheng Dongfeng who was reluctant to let go of his poker cards, Cheng Xiaodong couldn't help but laugh and cry. This was indeed his father's style - trying to save a few bucks for dinner by playing cards with these people! Ugh, this smell in the house is awful!

  There is still one more chapter in the second half of the night, Lao Gu must work hard!

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