Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 107 Davari, You Are the Most Shining Treasure

Chapter 107 Davari, You Are the Most Shining Treasure (Monthly Tickets Plus)

"OK OK!"

"Stop kissing me! Stop kissing me!"

Fangyan was kissed countless times on the face before he finally broke free from Bachukayev's control. But as soon as Bachukayev let him go, other members of his family ran up to him, hugged him and kissed his face, saying thank you in Russian.

The men and women lined up like a queue, and everyone hugged each other in dialect.

Meng Jimin, the acupuncturist, and the young nurse beside him couldn't help laughing when watching this.

Then they saw Fang Yan pointing at them, prompting “You haven’t hugged the person over there yet!”

Then Bachukayev's family members really reacted and immediately went to hug the others one by one. Fang Yan wiped the saliva from his face while hearing Meng Jimin's exclamation:
"I don't need to kiss you anymore, I don't need to..."

This guy was gloating just now, but now he also felt the enthusiasm of these people.

After hugging and kissing a few girls, the young nurse quickly ran out of the ward, saying that she was going to call the dean.

At this moment, Bachukayev hugged everyone present, came back to Fangyan and said to him:

"Dawali, your medical skills are truly amazing. Now I must have my child become your apprentice as well."

Huh?! Still coming?
Repay kindness with hatred, right?

Before Fangyan could persuade Bachukayev to give up this idea, he had already captured his two children:
"Anton, Sovia, come and kneel down and kowtow to your master." (Anton, Sovia, come and kowtow to your master)

After hearing what Bachukayev said, the two children who were nearly 1.7 meters tall walked over, looked at Fangyan with excitement and admiration, and were about to kneel down.

Now all the dialects of Russian are out:

"Нет, нет, нет, нет." (No, no, no, no!)
But the two children seemed not to understand Russian. They just knelt down and kowtowed to the dialect.

Fangyan dodged one of them, and they knocked on Fangyan again.

He was still shouting in not very standard Chinese:

"Master!"

In the end, Fangyan had no choice but to watch him kowtow helplessly.

He looked at Bachukayev and said to him:
"Comrade Bachukayev, I only know a few simple Russian words and cannot teach them well."

Bachukayev waved his hand and said nonchalantly:

"It doesn't matter. They have already been learning Chinese and can communicate as fluently as I do."

There was a hint of pride in his words.

At this time, Sophia, who was kneeling on the ground, said:

"Yes, Master. We can understand what you just said."

Her accent sounds more fluent than Bachukayev's.

Then Anton said in not-so-fluent Chinese:
"That's right, Master. We have been in China for many years now. There is no language barrier anymore."

Fangyan wanted to say that there were some grammatical errors in this sentence, but in the end he felt that this was not the point, so he said to the two of them:
"You guys stand up first, don't kneel down."

Bachukayev smiled and said:

"Hurry up and get up, your master has agreed to take you in!"

Fangyan was speechless. He explained to Bachukayev seriously:
"Dawali, I usually have my own work, and I really don't have time to teach them."

Bachukayev shrugged and said:
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. The Davari family is not a problem. You just need to recognize them now. I will handle the other problems." He patted Fangyan's shoulder and said as if to promise:

"Don't worry, I won't delay your work."

Fangyan was helpless. He had never taught students in his previous life, let alone foreign students. Moreover, he had to take the college entrance examination this year. What was the point of teaching students?
After thinking it over, he patiently persuaded Bachukayev:

"Comrade Bachukayev, your idea is a bit impulsive. You can't let your children learn from a doctor you don't even know just because you are grateful to me."

Bachukayev waved his hand:
"No, no, dear Davari, I think I know you well enough. The fact that you are able to appear in this ward at such a young age is proof of your medical skills."

"I may not trust you, but I trust your organization."

After that, he added:

"And you took out such a valuable secret recipe and actually planned to donate it to the hospital for free, which shows that you have a noble character."

"You are a young talented Chinese medicine practitioner with high moral character who has been recognized by the medical organization. Davari, you are the most shining treasure."

“…” Fangyan was speechless.

This old Russian's logic is really rigorous, worthy of being a scientific researcher.

Meng Jimin broke free from the encirclement at this moment, but he was not kissed on the face. He came to Fang Yan with a smile and said:

"Doctor Fang, just think of it as a contribution to our scientific research. Accepting their child is like bringing us closer. Comrade Bachukayev will work harder in the future."

Who knew that after hearing this, Bachukayev corrected him with some displeasure:

"Doctor Meng, I want to correct you. I have always worked very hard."

Upon hearing this, Meng Jimin hurriedly apologized.

At this moment, with a creaky sound, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Dean Ouyang and several hospital leaders walked in from outside, led by nurses.

"Jimin, the patient can speak Cantonese?" Dean Ouyang pushed his glasses and asked the attending physician Meng Jimin in disbelief.

When Meng Jimin saw the dean coming, he also said excitedly:

"That's right. I just drank the improved prescription by Doctor Fang. I didn't expect the effect to be so quick. The patient's aphasia caused by the stroke has now returned to normal."

Dean Ouyang came to the bedside, held the patient's Cunguan with his hands, and began to feel his pulse. Everyone else quieted down at this time and looked at Dean Ouyang silently.

After a while, Dean Ouyang looked back at the group of people behind him who were in a daze. He said to Meng Jimin:
"Then you want him to say something."

Meng Jimin finally came to his senses. After hesitating for a moment, he shouted "Davari" to the old man in unstandard Russian.

Then the old man gave me a confused look.

The dialect was evident; he couldn't communicate in Russian at all.

But Bachukayev reacted quickly. He realized that they wanted his father to speak, so he immediately stepped forward and said a few words to the old man.

Only then did the old man start to speak. Although his speech was not as good as that of a normal person, he was able to communicate.

After hearing this, Dean Ouyang was also shocked.

He confirmed the process with Meng Jimin and the acupuncturist.

After checking the pulse, he turned around and excitedly praised Fang Yan:
"Same dialect, now it's about stroke."

"I'm sure there's a more effective prescription coming out in China that's faster than yours."

PS: The monthly tickets have been paid off for the time being, and I will work hard to write and add more chapters to the average subscriptions I owe
(End of this chapter)

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