Su Le was really a little amused. He knew that Wang Fusheng was simple and did not want to owe him too much favor. Su Le said: "Brother Fusheng, if you really feel uncomfortable living in my house, then come here to work. I will pay you 5,000 yuan a month."

Wang Fusheng shook his head like a rattle: "No, I don't want money, just take care of my food and accommodation."

Su Le said: "I'm not asking you to keep a look at the door and clean. Don't forget that your main job is a family doctor."

Su Le did have too many places to need Wang Fusheng's help, and there was a very important thing in front of him. The next afternoon, he took Wang Fusheng to the Zong family to visit Zong Hanxiang.

Zong Youwen lives with his father in the family compound of Shenhai Municipal Party Committee. Some of the main leaders of Shenhai City live here. Those who come in are all the top figures in Shenhai’s political arena. If you want to enter, you need to strictly check and register. Because Su Le and Zong Youwen made an appointment in advance, Zong Youwen greeted the guard in advance, so Su Le’s car was allowed to enter very smoothly.

Although the car was driven by Su Le, Lao Mo was still pressing the formation in the car. Lao Mo had to admit that Su Le was still very talented in driving. Although he had been driving for a few days, he was already quite skilled in parking and reversing the garage. Even if he was not by his side, Su Le could handle it easily. However, the reason why Lao Mo was following Su Le was not because he was worried about his driving skills, but to ensure Su Le's personal safety. He could also see that Su Le showed more and more independence. With the recent calm, Lao Mo also realized that it was time to let go.

Su Le parked the car in front of the building No. 17. Lao Mo was waiting in the car. Su Le went to the trunk to get the fruit basket. He originally wanted to buy more things, but later he thought that the Zong family might be sensitive to gifts, and they were not short of this stuff. No gift was as good as giving health, so he simply brought the fruit basket. The real gift was Wang Fusheng. Su Le was very confident in Wang Fusheng's medical skills. Although Xia Jisheng could not cure Zong Hanxiang's illness, Wang Fusheng was the legitimate grandson of the master Wang Xiuliang. What he learned from his grandfather should be much more than Xia Jisheng.

This is true for many traditional Chinese culture. When it comes to the essence, many things will not be easily spread. This is not only due to selfishness, but also an important reason is the issue of trust, which is the case in any field.

Su Le and Wang Fusheng had just walked into the Zong family courtyard, and Zong Youwen had already come out of the building. He also had two younger brothers, one named Zong Youwu and the other named Zong Youcheng, both of whom did not choose their career as he did. Zong Youwu is currently in the business of office supplies. Zong Youcheng went to a local second-rate university with his relationship. He fished for three days and had two days of drying the net. He was the least successful one in the Zong family.

Now there is only Zong Youwen in the family. When Zong Youwen saw Wang Fusheng following Su Le, he immediately remembered that he had seen him at Xia Jisheng. Wang Fusheng was too young and he was not good at socializing. When he met strangers, he looked a little nervous and looked down with his eyes. He could not see any of the style of a famous doctor from him.

Zong Youwen didn't expect much from him at first. Although he was a little disappointed, he still enthusiastically invited the two of them into the living room. Zong Youwen invited them to sit down and said, "I cook a few dishes and I'll eat here later."

Su Le didn't politely nodded to him and said, "Cheng, Brother Youwen, where is Uncle Zong?"

Zong Youwen took a look at the room on the southeast of the first floor. It was a guest room. Later, Zong Hanxiang suffered from a cerebral infarction and was inconvenient to go upstairs, so he moved his room downstairs to get sick for a long time. He couldn't help but become weird. Even his wife couldn't stand his strange temper. He went to the second son, Zong Youwu's house for the past two days. Usually, he only stayed with his father.

Su Le smiled and said, "I'll say hello to Uncle Zong first."

Zong Youwen nodded and brought them to the door. He was about to knock on the door when he heard his father's voice coming from inside: "Are you a guest?"

Zong Youwen said: "Dad, Su Le is here, and he also brought a doctor to help you diagnose the disease."

Zong Hanxiang said: "Please come in!"

Zong Youwen took the two into the room, patted Su Le on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "You guys talk! I'll go cook."

Su Le nodded and saw Zong Hanxiang sitting in a wheelchair, staring at the garden outside facing the floor-to-ceiling window. He should have been in this state for a long time. From his perspective, he could see the door, which means that when Su Le and Wang Fusheng came in, he had already seen it.

Zong Hanxiang turned the wheelchair slowly, and although it was an extremely ordinary action, it had already made him panting.

Su Le put the fruit basket on the desk beside him and said respectfully: "Hello Uncle Zong!"

Zong Hanxiang looked at Su Le. He had a decades of friendship with Su Donglai and was very familiar with everyone in the Su family, but Su Le was an exception. Su Donglai never mentioned this son about him, and it only appeared before his death. No matter what attitude Zong Hanxiang planned to take to the Su family, he admired Su Donglai very much in his heart. He also admitted that in the years he had been in contact with him, Su Donglai had helped him far more than he did to Su Donglai. But he did not feel guilty about his break-up. Everyone had to plan for his family. Although his career had come to an end, he still had a son. He had to plan for his son's development. With the current situation of the Su family, he could no longer bring any benefits to the Zong family. Not only that, it was also likely to have an adverse impact on the Zong family.

Zong Hanxiang thought about the matter of breaking up the engagement. He never asked his son about his opinion because he knew that his son would respect his decision. No matter how mature his son was, he was still too different from himself in political literacy. Breaking up the engagement is an attitude, which is to gradually draw a clear line with the Su family. Zong Hanxiang hopes that everyone in the Su family will recognize it in this way, and their relationship will no longer be the same. So he thinks that there is no need for Su Le to visit him. Of course, he also learned from his son the real purpose of Su Le's visit. They hope to get help from his son. Zong Hanxiang's advice to his son was politely declined. But on this point, Zong Youwen did not agree. He believed that it was not wrong to give the Su family a little help within his ability.

Zong Hanxiang is stubborn. The things he recognizes often do not allow anyone to change, even his own son is no exception. Of course, his stubbornness is limited to things within the scope of power. As he gets sick and grows old, his sphere of power is shrinking rapidly, and even now his authority has been challenged by his family.

Su Le smiled and introduced: "Uncle Zong, I heard that you are in poor health recently, so I came to visit you."

Zong Hanxiang showed no smile on his face, and nodded, "I'm worried!" Such a response was quite cold, making people feel like a hot face was pressed against a cold butt. However, Su Le was a junior, and he didn't mind the arrogance and indifference of the elder. In fact, during the period after his father passed away, he had become accustomed to the coldness of the world.

Su Le pulled Wang Fusheng closer and introduced: "Uncle Zong, this is my righteous brother Wang Fusheng. He is a doctor. Today I specially invited him to come over to treat you."

Zong Hanxiang shook his head and said, "I appreciate your kindness. No need to worry. Many famous doctors have seen this disease, but they have never improved." His meaning is very obvious. Even famous doctors have not succeeded, let alone the little doctor you brought.

Su Le secretly scolded Zong Hanxiang for looking down at others, but his face still maintained a humble smile. Although Zong Hanxiang was his father's friend and his elder, Su Le did not respect him in his heart. A person who chose to protect himself when his friend's family was in a trough is definitely not a true friend. How can such a person be respected by others?

Wang Fusheng said: "Has the old man suffered a stroke for three years?"

Zong Hanxiang didn't say anything, looked at Wang Fusheng, thinking that this was nothing? You can tell by asking.

Wang Fusheng said again: "You used to drink a lot."

Zong Hanxiang said: "I've quit."

Wang Fusheng said: "Have you drunk Qixing Soup recently?"

Zong Hanxiang frowned. Xia Jisheng prescribed him the Chinese medicine prescription Qixing Decoction, but he didn't know how this young man would know? He didn't know the relationship between Xia Jisheng and Wang Fusheng.

Wang Fusheng said: "Qixing Decoction and Jinke acupoints are indeed effective for some stroke patients, but the old man had a stroke for a long time and the effect would not be too great. Logically speaking, even if the effect is not significant, it will not be harmful. But the old man's current situation is not as good as before. That is because the patients are different and the causes of the disease are different. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I think the old man's stroke was probably caused by excessive drinking."

Zong Hanxiang couldn't help but hold the armrest of the wheelchair with his left hand.

Su Le looked at Wang Fusheng beside him. Although Wang Fusheng was usually taciturn, whenever he diagnosed a disease, the concentration and persistence he showed suddenly enveloped him with a dazzling halo, which is the inner show.

Wang Fusheng's words obviously shocked Zong Hanxiang, and he began to look at the young doctor in front of him with admiration.

Wang Fusheng smiled and said, "Old sir, why don't I take your pulse?"

Zong Hanxiang glanced at Su Le. Although he did not want to accept Su Le's favor, his deep desire for physical recovery still gained the upper hand. In the end, he handed his hand to Wang Fusheng.

After Wang Fusheng took his pulse, he nodded gently and said, "The old man's problem now is not the legacy of stroke, but the liver, spleen, stomach and intestines. How about his diet and defecation recently?" He asked the key point.
Chapter completed!