Chapter 862: Is he a doctor?

[The text of Chapter 1]
Section 863 Chapter 862 Is He a Doctor?
The female man must have an extremely large nerve. Taishan collapsed on the top without changing his face. Obviously Zhang Rui had not cultivated to this extent. When he saw his personal clothes, he was exposed in front of several strange men. Very awkward.
Quickly picking up the black bra and hiding it in her arms with a thunderbolt, there are two different red faces, and Zhang Rui feels her skin is hot and her heartbeat speed has become Quickly, quickly turned to go upstairs: "I'll call Grandpa!"
Su Ke holding a pile of clothes, and looked around. Deng Xiaotian shrugged his shoulders and looked like he couldn't help. Instead, the student was smiling and gloating.
In desperation, Su Ke could only put the pile of clothes in his arms on a stool on the side, and soon the footsteps of two people came from the second floor. Su Ke looked up. Is this Einstein's deity?
The silver-white hair was also messy, with a pale face, wrinkled cloth, and wearing loose pajamas, a hundred times cleaner than Zhang Rui's clothes. It seemed that the girl took care of her grandpa.
You don't need to guess to know that this old man is Zhang Junde in the mouth of Deng Xiaotian. It looks older than his actual age. It may be years of high-intensity mental labor that overwhelms his vitality, and even an old man spot that should not appear on his face. .
The glasses on his chest were shaking left and right with his footsteps, and a string was tied around his legs to hang around his neck. Zhang Junde walked down tremblingly with the help of his granddaughter, as if the sequelae of cerebral congestion did not cause him to act Obstacles are only a little slow because of age.
Su Ke looked at Zhang Junde and couldn't imagine such an ordinary old man, even the kind of old man who was basking in the sun every day in the home for the elderly. He was aging in his twilight years. Some of the powers that match their abilities are just exhausted.
Such an old man who has made a significant contribution to the nation, such a hero behind the scenes, so slowly walked down with the help of his granddaughter.
"Hello, Director Deng, I was a little negligent just now. I didn't hear your voice!" Zhang Junde spoke very slowly. He had been overloaded with work for years and years, and had a sudden brain congestion last year.
Indeed, as he himself said, he really didn't hear a bit of sound, and was completely immersed in his own world, trying very hard to retrieve those suddenly lost memory fragments and connect the fragmented research together.
Although those studies have not really yielded results, each step has taken the efforts of many staff members. After summarizing here, he is like a general center, but now he has such a thing as a center, sad , Blame, helplessness, all kinds of emotions are bothering him every moment.
Every second, he feels that he is living like a year. The things in his mind are not just himself. They belong to the country. If there is no way to find breakthrough clues in his time, then research on nuclear weapons will stagnate for a period. And, this person is considered a waste.
Seventy-two-year-old Zhang Junde, this year, the state of his body has changed every day, how many doctors the country has found, but still can not let him see hope, life seems to lose color all of a sudden, only one person stays every day In the room, facing the previous notes, constantly groping.
However, what is recorded in the notebook is just a few simple essays, and it really involves a major breakthrough. Top-secret information related to the national nuclear weapons level is often the most secure in the mind, but it is also the most lethal point.
So this time Deng Xiaotian said that he brought a doctor, there was not much upset in his heart, but after looking downstairs, he looked around and found that the two young men next to Deng Xiaotian did not show the image of a doctor, which is somewhat accident.
"Zhang Lao, this is Su Ke, I specially invited him. He has some unique abilities on acupuncture!" Deng Xiaotian has a sincere respect for Zhang Junde, and took a step forward to help Zhang Lao sit on the sofa.
"Hello Zhang!" Su Ke promptly saluted Zhang Junde.
"He's a doctor?" Zhang Ruizhi, a female man, expressed her chest sorrow. Before that, Su Ke was the chief guard who often shouted as a little ghost. Now she is really shocked and obviously skeptical.
It is true that her performance is normal. Since this time, Zhang Rui has seen all kinds of doctors, doctors in white coats, superb medical skills, even with his own precision inspection equipment, and a coarse gown, surrounded by the aroma of herbs The family of traditional Chinese medicine has even been handed down empty-handed, but the master of qigong with a bone of immortality.
However, at a young age like Su Ke, he was invited to see his grandfather in t-shirts and pants, and it was the first time Zhang Rui had seen it, which had to make people feel unreliable.
Even Zhang Junde subconsciously picked up his glasses on his chest and looked up Su Ke up and down. There was no disappointment on his face, but he was somewhat interested: "Oh? This little brother is a doctor!"
"Zhang Lao, I can't figure out if I can help you now, but I hope I can do a check for you first!" Su Ke had to be stubborn in the face of suspicion at this time, no matter what, the so-called promise Guang learned about Zhang Junde's deeds from Tian Shu, he must also come forward.
"OK! OK!" Zhang Junde nodded, smiling.
However, he did not know whether Su Ke's medicine belonged to the East or the West. If it was Western medicine, the diagnosis in his room, various laboratory reports, color Doppler CT, I am afraid that it is unnecessary to repeat it except for special examinations. Already.
However, when it comes to Chinese medicine, Su Ke's age seems to be insufficient to support his level, and the accumulated experience of Chinese medicine has accumulated. At the time, Li Zhengbai, the 80-year-old master of Chinese medicine, was incompetent. What about this young man?
However, since it was a person brought by Deng Xiaotian, Zhang Junde couldn't live up to the good intentions of others anyway, and to this day, this old bone of more than a hundred kilograms of his own is like this, let a dead horse be a living horse doctor!
"Zhang Lao, please come and sit here with me!" Su Ke attached great importance to this matter. The last time I helped Deng Xiaotian to cut the pulse in the military area hospital health area was not regular, so this time I asked Zhang Junde to sit in the side restaurant .
Su Kezhen supported Zhang Lao, followed by the others, all carefully and solemnly: "Zhang Lao, I need to cut the pulse first!"
"Oh? Are you Chinese medicine?" Zhang Junde can be sure of Su Ke's medical department. He put his hand on the dining table and thought of it, suddenly he didn't know why. Suddenly there was a spark of hope in his heart. From the beginning, this feeling is amazing, and it has no trace.