Mr. Jiang walked slowly out of the inner courtyard with a step forward. Along the way, many elderly people greeted Mr. Jiang intimately.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang!"

"Hello, Mr. Jiang!"

Mr. Jiang nodded naturally, smiling, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

As one of the oldest and highest-qualified veteran cadres in Jiangbei sanatorium, Mr. Jiang is definitely the pillar of Jiangbei sanatorium and the treasure of the town.

**The size, size, treatment and convenience of the nursing home they belong to actually depend on the level of the old leader living in the nursing home.

No matter how good your sanatorium is, how big the investment is, and how beautiful the scenery is, without a heavyweight old leader living there, it will eventually be gradually marginalized and then become an open tourist attraction and a resort villa.

No matter how small or poor the equipment is in your sanatorium, as long as the heavyweight old leader is willing to live in it, the scale of the sanatorium will eventually rise and become an existence that cannot be ignored among many sanatoriums.

The reason why Jiangbei Sanatorium is so arrogant is that Jiang and several heavyweight leaders live in Jiangbei Sanatorium. During the holidays, a large number of leading cadres will come to visit and condolences.

"Old Jiang!"

Seeing Mr. Jiang come out, the dean hurriedly greeted him and greeted him very carefully. Everyone in Jiangbei Sanatorium knew that Mr. Jiang had no big problems, but was just outspoken. When he encountered anything he didn't like or made him uncomfortable, he didn't hide it at all. He scolded him when he should, and he took care of him when he should. This gave other people the impression that he had a bad temper, and even the dean dared not easily touch Mr. Jiang's bad head.

"Um."

Mr. Jiang was in a good mood today, nodded with a smile, and asked, "I heard that a doctor came to the sanatorium for free today?"

The dean nodded, hurriedly took out the cigarette box, touched a cigarette and handed it to Mr. Jiang. Everyone in the sanatorium knew that Mr. Jiang was a cigarette gun and liked to smoke. Everyone would refuse anyone who gave him cigarettes.

"Today, doctors from the Municipal Central Hospital and Jiang Intermediate People's Hospital came to visit the free clinic..." While handing the cigarette, the director replied with a smile. He realized that Mr. Jiang was in a good mood today.

"Take it!"

Before the dean could finish his words, Mr. Jiang's face changed. With a big hand, he threw the cigarette in the dean's hand far away. His face looked quite ugly: "I'm not allowed to smoke again in the future. I've quit smoking a long time ago, don't you know?"

While speaking, Old Jiang's eyes were already visible from the outskirts of his eyes, a young back was seen behind the clinic table not far away.

The dean was caught off guard by Mr. Jiang's sudden change of face and stood there blankly.

"I quit, why don't Mr. Jiang quit smoking?"

The dean hurriedly looked at Dr. Luo next to Mr. Jiang. What's wrong with Mr. Jiang? Why did he change his face very well? He remembered that when he lit a cigarette for Mr. Jiang yesterday, Mr. Jiang was still happy.

Dr. Luo looked at his eyes and his nose and his heart, and his face was calm. He pretended not to see the dean's eyes. Mr. Jiang saw Fang Han, and Dr. Luo also saw Fang Han. As for why Mr. Jiang changed his face, it was naturally because of Fang Han.

After staying in the Jiang Intermediate People's Court for nearly a month, Fang Han checked rounds almost every day, and gave various advices that Mr. Jiang loved and feared Fang Han.

Fang Han was very taboo about Mr. Jiang smoking. Mr. Jiang was also afraid that Fang Han knew that he was smoking secretly. When he saw Fang Han, he would receive the cigarette handed by the dean.

Neither paying attention to the dean or Dr. Luo, Mr. Jiang walked slowly into the crowd and started queuing. It was Fang Han's line.

When the old man and the old lady who were queuing up saw Mr. Jiang coming, they hurriedly greeted him: "Hello Mr. Jiang."

"Old Jiang, please come ahead of me."

"Old Jiang, come first."

They all gave in to each other and asked Mr. Jiang to be ahead of him.

Mr. Jiang was very stubborn: "No, you have to pay attention to everything, come first and come later. You have to follow the rules, how can you get privileges?"

"What Mr. Jiang said," the old men and women agreed.

About half an hour, Miao Dalong walked slowly over with a step. At this moment, Miao Dalong could no longer see a few familiar faces. Fang Han had already inspected five or six veteran cadres.

Seeing Miao Dalong approaching, Fang Han hurriedly and politely moved out of the seat: "Doctor Miao please."

Miao Dalong smiled and was very satisfied. He was about to sit down when he suddenly glanced at him and saw Mr. Jiang queuing up.

Mr. Jiang has seen Dalong. This old man has been living in Jiang Intermediate People's Hospital for nearly a month. It has been a few days since Mandae and Mandae were discharged from the hospital.

Mr. Jiang was queuing in the crowd, and it was his own line. What was the purpose, what was the purpose, and what was the purpose, what was the pursuit of. Miao Dalong knew it very well, and his heart was like a mirror.

"Haha, Xiao Fang, please continue. My waist feels a little uncomfortable, so I stand by you to check." Miao Dalong hurriedly pressed Fang Han, who had just left the seat, with a smile on his face.

"Your waist is uncomfortable?" Fang Han looked at Miao Dalong in surprise: "I'll give you a massage that night?"

"Let's talk about it tonight, let's talk about it tonight." Miao Dalong said with a dry smile.

Fang Han checked five or six old cadres and then arrived at Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang sat down on the stool in front of the clinic table, smiling and greeted Fang Han with a smile: "Doctor Xiao Fang, we are meeting again."

"Hello, Mr. Jiang." Fang Han was also very polite and gave Mr. Jiang a polite smile.

Mr. Jiang stretched out his arm and placed his wrist on the pulse pillow. Fang Han put three fingers on Mr. Jiang's wrist and asked while taking the pulse: "How are you eating these days?"

"The diet is good, the appetite is good, and the diet is light according to the standards you ordered for me."

"Where is sleep?"

"I'll sleep well at night until dawn."

"Is there any place that is uncomfortable?" Fang Han continued to ask.

"It's just that here is still a little swollen, and sometimes I feel bad at the same time." Old Jiang pointed at his liver and gallbladder.

Fang Han let go of his wrist and changed his hand: "How about urinating and defecation?"

"It's normal to urinate and defecate, but the number of bowel movements is quite frequent." Mr. Jiang answered honestly.

Fang Han asked a few more questions, let go of his wrist and stood up: "Open his mouth."

Mr. Jiang hurriedly opened his mouth: "Ah!"

Fang Han looked at Mr. Jiang's tongue coating, frowned slightly, and then sat back: "It's nothing, next one."

Old Jiang was stunned, sat still and couldn't help asking, "Doctor Xiao Fang, is there really no problem?"

"Well, there is no problem. Even if there is any problem, it may be that my ability is limited. I didn't see it. I personally think there is no problem." Fang Han nodded seriously.

Dr. Luo, who had been following Mr. Jiang, hurriedly said: "Doctor Fang, Mr. Jiang is sometimes in poor spirits, has a little thin stool, and often... There is really no problem?"

"What do you think?" Fang Han rolled his eyes to Dr. Luo in anger and continued: "Next."

Mr. Jiang still didn't move: "Doctor Xiao Fang, is it really okay?"

"I can't see if there is something." Fang Han's face was calm: "If you have any discomfort in the future, you can go to Yanjing, Shanghai, and find some more powerful experts to see which doctor in this world can help you not quit smoking or fat to cure your disease. If there is such a powerful doctor, please tell me that I will learn from my master."

Mr. Jiang's face suddenly became very embarrassed, and he forced a smile: "Dr. Fang, I didn't actually eat much meat. After I came back, I just ate one meal. People can't stand it when I always eat light foods. I didn't smoke a few cigarettes, but I just smoked occasionally. When I get old, I can't live for a few years. I just have this little bit of verbal desire and hobby."

Fang Han looked at Mr. Jiang with his eyes straight and said nothing.

Miao Dalong, who was standing behind Fang Han, was already scared and sweating.

I'm so obedient. Fang Han is so fierce. He actually used this attitude to Mr. Jiang. Is this really a newborn calf not afraid of a tiger?

When Fang Han treated Mr. Jiang in the hospital, Miao Dalong was not qualified to enter, so Fang Han didn't know about the conversation with Mr. Jiang in the hospital. This was the first time he saw Fang Han's attitude towards Mr. Jiang.

The patient does not pay attention to the taboos when smoking and drinking. This is naturally something that doctors don’t like, but the other party is Mr. Jiang. Is this kid really not afraid at all?

"Doctor Xiao Fang, once or twice occasionally, the impact is not great. I will definitely pay attention in the future, and I will definitely pay attention." Mr. Jiang hurriedly apologized.

The dean not far away was shocked. Who is this young man? He is so awesome, such a big man, and has such a big temper, just like a primary school student, with no temper at all, and keeps admitting his mistakes.

Dr. Luo also said good things to Mr. Jiang: "Dr. Fang, Mr. Jiang is old and has only such a hobby. Sometimes we need to understand it appropriately."

Fang Han looked at Dr. Luo in anger and said slowly: "If you don't accumulate small steps, you can't reach a thousand miles; if you don't accumulate small flows, you can't make a river and sea. A good horse cannot leap ten steps; a slow horse can drive ten times, and the achievements are to be reluctant. If you keep going, rotten wood will not break; if you keep going, you can carve metal and stone...... Everything in this world is accumulated in small ways, and serious illnesses are often accumulated by minor illnesses. Doctor Luo is not clear about this principle as a doctor?"

Dr. Luo's face turned red and he stopped talking. He didn't know what the reason was. Fang Han needed to teach him, but reason was the truth, reality was the reality, and some things could not be explained by reason.

This is also Fang Han. Dr. Luo will definitely make him look good and really treat himself as a character.

Mr. Jiang hurriedly said, "Xiao Fang is right, he is really good. This is the reason. I will definitely pay attention to it in the future."

Fang Han looked at Mr. Jiang again and continued, "I like to smoke. I can't pay attention to what I like. I can't do anything because I don't like. If people in this world do things according to their likes and dislikes, the society can be stable and progressive? There are few people in this world who like to go to work and work. Everyone stops working, and they all go to sleep and play?"

"In life, there are many things that people don't like but have to do. No one can do whatever they want. Even the ancient emperors will be overthrown. You are always old revolutionary, old senior, this principle should be clearer than me."

Mr. Jiang was finally moved and stood up and looked at Dr. Luo: "I will smoke another cigarette and eat big meat in the future. I will only ask you."
Chapter completed!