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Chapter 356 The Pretty Widow of the Republic of China VS the Iron-Blooded Marshal [34]

For the next period of time, Le Tong spent almost every day in the hospital, earnestly teaching them medical knowledge.

During this period, some students would deliberately make things difficult, but she deftly resolved them. Not only that, but it also made them like medicine more and more, which is also a good harvest.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day when the hospital was officially opened to the public. As Le Tong expected, there was not a single patient. Even if a few people came in occasionally, they came in out of curiosity to see the excitement.

But Le Tong is not in a hurry. After all, in the eyes of Chinese people, the cost of western medicine is relatively high. If they are sick, they are more inclined to seek Chinese medicine. Not very clear, naturally they will not come to her for treatment, and the second is that they subconsciously trust foreign doctors more. This is a phenomenon caused by society, and she has no power to change it for the time being.

Everything depends on time, whether it is raw jade or stone, time will witness all this.

So at the moment she has nothing to do, she can only sit in the office and look through the cases about the disease.

Suddenly, a knock on the door was heard.

Without looking up, he said, "Come in."

"Honey!"

Authentic British tunes came into Le Tong's ears, she trembled all over, suddenly had a bad premonition, looked up instantly, before she saw who was coming, she was hugged.

Suddenly there is a feeling of being hugged by a bear.

Le Tong struggled out of his arms, saw who was coming, and said in surprise, "Jonson?"

Johnson showed a charming smile, and blurted out in not very fluent Chinese, "Isn't it a surprise?"

Not just a surprise, but a shock.

Le Tong laughed a few times, "Why did you come to Xiangzhou?"

Jonson, whose full name is Ben Jonson, is tall and burly, with blue eyes unique to Westerners, a high nose bridge, deep and three-dimensional facial features, coupled with his elegant temperament, he is also a unique landscape wherever he goes. A senior she met when she was studying in the UK was more enthusiastic.

Cough cough... Enthusiasm is a bit overwhelming, but people are still nice.

During the two years of living abroad, I have received a lot of care from him, and I can be regarded as a friend.

Jonson approached her a few steps, and said in Huaxia with difficulty, "Oh, I miss you (I miss you), so oh, I (came) Huaxia, and the knight (actually) arrived a month ago (a month ago) , but Si (yes) oh I don’t know where you are, but I have this.” He took out a note, “I don’t know the words on this, but Si must be known by others, so oh just I asked someone else, and I knew it was going to (Xiang) (state), so I ran to find you."

Le Tong's eyes moved to the piece of paper. It was the two words "Xiangzhou" that she had unconsciously written down in class. When she realized it, she had already written it out. She kept it in the textbook and found it later. It didn't arrive, she thought it was lost, it happened to be in England, she thought it would be okay if people saw it, anyway, no one could read Chinese characters, so she didn't care, she didn't expect it to be in his hands.

"Oh, do you hate the same name?"

Le Tong nodded, and said affirmatively, "Very smart." If she hadn't been used to his English Huaxia dialect, she really couldn't understand what he meant, and suddenly remembered something, she looked at Joan Sen, "However, how did you know I was in the hospital?"

(End of this chapter)