Restarting life by going to the countryside to support medical work

Chapter 653 Business
"Let's not talk about this anymore, Da Cheng. Are you really planning to sell the formula you have to the Cheng family?"

“It’s not that we can’t sell them. If they really want them, we can sell them to them. But I need to talk to Cheng Jianwen first. I can provide him with some samples so he can find someone to try them out. Then we can talk about other things. Also, I need to ask my superiors for their approval.”

"If we sell it to the Cheng family, will it have any impact on you?"

"It's hard to say." Li Yancheng shook his head, pursing his lips.

"If the deal goes through in the future, and the news gets out and others find out, there will definitely be people who will talk about it. They will say that I used some kind of trick to get the Cheng family's money in a legitimate way."

In short, people with a guilty conscience see everything as dirty, and this unfounded suspicion will never disappear. You know, my existence has blocked many people's paths, so the dirty things done against me have happened before, and they will continue to happen in the future.

Li Yancheng lowered his head, feeling somewhat weary, and rested his forehead on his wife's shoulder.

Luo Min felt a pang of tenderness and gently stroked her husband's back.

She wasn't some clueless novice. Born into that kind of family, even if she wasn't interested in politics, she was constantly exposed to those things from a young age, so it was hard for her not to understand.

When Li Yancheng was still in the Social Affairs Bureau, there were far fewer of those messy things because the unit was relatively closed off and had too many rules and regulations, so not many people were willing to go in.

But things changed after I was transferred to the Municipal Public Security Bureau in September. All sorts of accusations, both overt and covert, came in.

Fortunately, he has always been very careful and disciplined in his work, so this report did not have any impact on him. Otherwise, if it were someone slightly less capable, the best outcome might be that they would be working in some retirement home, serving tea and reading newspapers every day.

“Dacheng, why don’t we go back to work at the hospital? With your medical skills, you can choose any hospital you want. We can make a living with our skills. We won’t get involved in their life-or-death struggles. Treating patients and saving lives is also serving the country and the people.”

Hearing his wife's words, Li Yancheng looked up at her with amusement. It's true that a hospital is a place to save lives and heal the wounded, and it does rely on skills to make a living, but it is by no means a pure land.

Moreover, even if he wanted to quit now and stop competing, others might not agree. Someone like him, with his skills and support, could make a comeback at any time. No one with ulterior motives would give him that opportunity.

Others wouldn't think that his move was a concession or a sign that he didn't want to fight anymore; they would only think that he might be using a strategic retreat to accumulate strength.

Seeing the smile on Li Yancheng's face, Luo Min first wrinkled her nose at him, then smiled herself. She knew that what she had said was somewhat childish.

After laughing, she pressed her forehead against her husband's chest and whispered, "But I really don't want you to be so tired anymore, Da Cheng. You know, I really envy my sister and brother-in-law. They live such a simple life as a family of four."

“I also envy their life,” Li Yancheng continued.

"But I feel that since we've come into this world, we should do something. Whether it's to make a name for ourselves in history or whatever, we can't live in vain. Maybe I'm just a bit ambitious."

At this point, Li Yancheng smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

He really wanted to do something, and he had been working hard like that all these years. Because of his existence, the course of many things has changed, but he still felt it wasn't enough and wanted to do more so that his journey wouldn't be in vain.

He wasn't a rigid person; besides doing his job well, he also wanted to create better living conditions for his family.

"Do whatever you want, but Dacheng, we are a couple, husband and wife. I hope that we can share happiness and hardship together in the future. When problems arise, don't bear them alone. Although I may not be able to help you much, at least I can talk to you and relieve some of the pressure in your heart."

Luo Min knew that her husband was a man with a lot of ambition and his own pursuits, both in life and at work. So, although she would tell him to give up his current job and just be a doctor, it was only because she didn't want him to work so hard, not because she expected him to listen to her.

She would support all of her man's decisions. In her mind, a woman should follow her husband wherever he goes, no matter what. She loved the man she chose, no matter what. Besides, although the man in front of her was indeed very busy with work, he had already done enough for the family and for taking care of the children and her.

Over the years, she has always been grateful for the choice she made back then.

She always believed that her mother was right about one thing: she was a fool who was blessed with good fortune.

"I know, wife."

"It's getting late, shouldn't we go to sleep?" Luo Min said, looking up at her husband.

Looking into his wife's big, watery eyes, Li Yancheng immediately understood her intention, chuckled, and stood up, holding her horizontally in his arms.

"Hehe, yes sir, my dear wife, let's go back to our room and go to bed."

……

"Dacheng, where are you going?"

As people get older, they tend to wake up early in the morning. Old Master Cheng woke up at five o'clock, when it was still dark, and he had already gone out for a stroll for twenty minutes, accompanied by his bodyguard.

After returning home, he sat in the house drinking tea and casually flipping through the newspaper. Around six o'clock, he heard a noise in the yard. He lifted the curtain and saw his eldest grandson. He put down the newspaper and went out of the house.

"Grandpa, I was just about to call you. Huansheng and Xiaoyu want to eat the meat buns from Old Ma's shop at the end of the alley. I'll go buy some. Would you like anything else?"

"I'll just have two steamed buns. I'll ask my wife to cook a pot of porridge for us later."

"Okay, I'll go ahead and tell her. You don't need to run around. Go inside and rest."

Guo Jingye and his wife Liu Qian were respectively security personnel for the old master of the Cheng family and Fu Shuyi, and Liu Qian also worked as a nurse.

Before receiving this treatment, Fu Shuyi's heart condition required someone to be by her side 24 hours a day.

Back in the U.S., she had four nurses working in shifts. After coming here for treatment, she hasn't had a relapse for several days. With Li Yancheng's consent, Liu Qian no longer needs to stay in Fu Shuyi's room at night.

The old patriarch of the Cheng family now admires his eldest grandson's medical skills to the skies, which he lost decades ago, but at the same time, he is also deeply puzzled.

Although he doesn't understand medicine, his family has always had private doctors, including both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine doctors. The group also owns hospitals and has sponsorship and cooperation projects with major medical schools.

Therefore, he was very aware of his physical condition. This time, the old man traveled thousands of miles back to China with the intention of seeing his eldest grandson one last time.

He will soon be ninety years old, an age that will be considered very old even decades from now.

The old man had experienced war and crossed oceans to leave his homeland. He was content to return to his homeland before he died and to see his eldest grandson whom he had lost for decades.

To his surprise, after a month of treatment by his eldest grandson, he clearly felt that his body seemed to have come back to life. At first, he thought that the changes in his body might be what people often call a final burst of energy before death.

But as he felt his health improve, as if he had returned to the state he was in when he was in his sixties or seventies, he realized that what he was experiencing was not a final burst of energy before death. He had never heard of a final burst of energy lasting ten days or so. This was clearly the effect of his eldest grandson's treatment.

The old man was happy about his eldest grandson's superb medical skills, but he was also puzzled as to how he learned them.

In his view, traditional Chinese medicine relies not only on experience but also on age; being young means lacking experience.

His eldest grandson is only forty years old, in his prime, but among traditional Chinese medicine doctors, he is definitely considered young. In the past, from being a traditional Chinese medicine apprentice to eventually being able to practice independently, who didn't study for twenty or thirty years?

Moreover, practicing medicine independently does not mean one has completed their apprenticeship.

Even if my eldest grandson has been learning since he can remember, it's only been about thirty years. How could his medical skills be so advanced?

Even his family's highly skilled private doctor was helpless with his eldest daughter-in-law's illness, but what about his eldest grandson? After a few doses of medicine and a few acupuncture treatments, she now looks almost like a normal person.

He himself also took a few doses of medicine and a few acupuncture treatments, and in just one month, he felt as if his body had become twenty years younger.

This puzzled the old man, since the person who adopted his eldest grandson was not a well-known doctor.

Old Master Cheng stood there watching Li Yancheng walk through the hanging flower gate leading to the front yard with a comb in his hand holding a bag of steamed buns. He shook his head, sighed, and turned back into the house.

Hearing his eldest grandson call him "Grandpa," he didn't know how much longer he would have to wait. In fact, he knew that it was not an easy thing for a forty-year-old adult to accept a family member he had never met.

The way they get along now is already quite good. At least they don't reject them, are willing to treat their illnesses and improve their health, and even let them live in their home.

The rest is just a matter of slowly building a relationship. He believes that as long as they spend a lot of time together, his eldest grandson will definitely accept the Cheng family.

On the other side, as Li Yancheng stepped through the hanging flower gate into the front yard, he saw Cheng Jianwen, Guan Weidong, and Guo Jingye chatting together.

Hearing the noise, the three turned around and greeted whoever it was.

Guo Jingye followed Guan Weidong and addressed him as Director Li, while Cheng Jianwen called him Big Brother.

When Guo Jingye first arrived, he addressed him as "Young Master," but Li Yancheng firmly refused, telling him that he could call him by his name or by his title, but not by that name.

Li Yancheng didn't want outsiders to overhear this and accuse him of some serious wrongdoing; that would be truly unfair to him.

Should he call him by his name? Guo Jingye wasn't used to that. Even though this young master didn't acknowledge his identity, after much hesitation, he simply addressed him by his official title.

"Brother, where are you going?"

Cheng Jianwen saw his elder brother holding a comb and asked curiously.

"Let's go to the alley entrance and buy some steamed buns. We'll have steamed buns for breakfast."

"Uh... Director Li, I'll go buy them. Just tell me how much you want in total."

Upon hearing Li Yancheng say he was going out to buy steamed buns, Guo Jingye hurriedly stepped forward to take the comb.

"No need, I'll just treat it as a stroll."

Li Yancheng stepped aside, not letting him take the comb, and turned to walk towards the screen wall.

"Brother, I'll go with you." Seeing this, Cheng Jianwen hurriedly followed.

Guan Weidong didn't say anything, but he followed. He was a security guard, and he would accompany Li Yancheng whenever he went out.

They both followed. Guo Jingye turned his head and glanced at the room where he and his wife lived. Seeing that there was no movement, he also went out.

At six o'clock, although it was winter and the sky was not yet fully bright, the alley was already bustling with activity, especially the public toilets, where long queues had formed.

There were fewer men on the men's side, but almost every woman on the women's side had a spittoon next to her legs.

Actually, there used to be toilets in the courtyard houses, but later the courtyard houses became large tenements, with several families living in one courtyard, and no one wanted the toilet next to their house.

The main reason was that the toilet was a dry toilet, and the smell... it made your head hurt from flushing.

The household closest to the toilet wouldn't let others use it, and they argued about it all the time. Later, they realized this wouldn't work, so they simply demolished all the toilets in the yard and built a public toilet outside, so everyone could use the toilet outside.

Now the smell in the yard is gone, but going to the toilet is really inconvenient, especially in the morning, it's like a battle.

Unlike later toilets, which had individual stalls and whose doors were closed, toilets at that time were not like those in later times. Each stall was independent, and once the door was closed, no one knew what you were doing inside.

At this point, the toilet was like a large dormitory room, completely exposed.

Imagine you're using the restroom, and there are people next to you, and in front of you, there's someone waiting in line—no, not just one, but several people staring at you. The sheer awfulness of that feeling...

These days, nobody's complaining that there should be more stalls in women's restrooms than men's. Everyone's the same; no one can stay in there long enough.

While greeting the neighbors, Li Yancheng walked towards the east entrance of the alley, with Cheng Jianwen beside him and the other two following two steps behind.

"Jianwen, do you want to tell me about that prescription?"

After greeting another neighbor, Li Yancheng turned to Cheng Jianwen beside him and asked a question.

He didn't hide anything or wait for others to speak first, as if that would give him the upper hand. In his view, if it was a good fit, they would discuss cooperation; if it wasn't, they would part ways. There was no need to take the initiative.

"Yes, brother, I heard my sister-in-law mention it yesterday, and I'm quite interested in the prescription you have. Brother, I wanted to ask first, did you and my sister-in-law also take the medicine from that prescription, which is why..."

(End of this chapter)