A leisurely life that begins with the possession of a game character

Chapter 335 The deaf old man
When she returned to the courtyard again, it was already past four in the afternoon. After a brief wash, Zhang Lan called Qin Yongjun and asked her not to wake him up when she came back, so she lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

After waking up, when Zhang Lan opened his eyes again, the room was dark, with only the night light on the bedside shining slightly. He reached for his phone and looked at the time. It was about three o'clock in the morning.

He opened the quilt and got up quietly, came out of the room and went to the bathroom.I originally planned to go back to the bedroom to sleep, but when I looked at the time, it was almost four o'clock.I didn't feel sleepy at all, so I simply went to take a shower. After taking a shower, I went directly to the study room and turned on the computer to check some information.

The transparent panel quietly appeared in front of me. Yesterday, my merits were three digits, but when I woke up, it had become more than 1.Turning on the computer and looking at the weather information on the Internet, Zhang Lan smiled as she watched the route quietly turn to the peninsula.

(The reference route of the typhoon is Canhong’s route, with slight changes.)
Watching the merit numbers on the panel keep beating, Zhang Lan suppressed the doubts in his heart. He just turned him around. It was unclear how he could get so many merits.The typhoon is still floating on the sea, and the weather information shows that it will land on the peninsula in a day. You will know the specific weather conditions by then.

Shaking the mouse, he opened the browser and entered the URL, entered the online National Library, entered his account and password and began to search for information bit by bit.

He cooked the porridge early, and while eating, Qin Yongjun asked, "Where have you been these two days?"

"Go to Hangzhou to do something." Zhang Lan said casually.

"Well, Wen Ran and the others found the stone. They took it to the villa yesterday. Now they have to put it in the middle of the roundabout. Wen Ran asked me to ask you if there is anything you need to avoid when placing it?" Qin Yongjun asked.

Zhang Lan thought for a while and said: "No, just put it there normally. It will be moved to another place when the time comes, and construction has been going on to avoid taboos."

"I understand. I'll call Wen Ran later." Qin Yongjun replied.

After dinner, she went to the acupuncture parlor next door. Zhang Lan was originally going to open the door to see how it would be renovated. After entering the house from the yard, she heard someone talking. When she walked to the front, she realized that it was Yu Lingling talking on the phone.

After seeing Zhang Lan come out of the room, Yu Lingling said something on the phone, reached out to hold the phone and asked quietly: "Zhang Lan, are you attending the acupuncture clinic today?"

Seeing Zhang Lan nodded, Yu Lingling let go of her hand and said into the microphone: "Dr. Zhang has a consultation today. If you want acupuncture, come over."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Lan asked: "Lingling, why don't you take a break? Didn't I tell you that I would have a week off?"

Yu Lingling sat at the desk, started writing with a pen, and said, "I'm fine at home, so I just wanted to come over and take a look."

"Why don't you go out to play? Isn't my family also on holiday during the National Day? It would be great for a family to go out and play." Zhang Lan said casually.

Yu Lingling curled her lips: "My mother told me, but I don't want to go out. Now when I go out, there are people everywhere and there are traffic jams, so it's not like going out to play. My brother and the others went out at No. 30 and were stuck in traffic for five hours. Just got on the highway."

Zhang Lan nodded, looked at Yu Lingling flipping through the call records and what was written in the phone book, and asked: "Who called just now?"

"Uncle Xiao Fugui called. He asked if you were here today and said he was coming for acupuncture." Yu Lingling replied.

"Uncle Xiao's last course of treatment was full, right? How long has it been since then? Why are you here again?" Zhang Lan said with some confusion.Yu Lingling looked at the record on her hand and said: "Last time, it was full of punctures. This time, it wasn't him doing acupuncture, it was a friend he knew who said he also had Parkinson's disease. Seeing that Uncle Xiao is almost like a normal person now, she thought Come here and give acupuncture a try. You haven’t been here these past few days, and I just happened to call today and I received it.”

"Okay, I understand. Let's talk about it later when he comes." Zhang Lan said casually.

Waiting for someone to come over, Zhang Lan got up and went to the acupuncture room to take a look, mainly to see if the acupuncture bed needed to be tidied up. If he hadn't been there for the past few days, some places might get dusty.

After lifting the curtain and pushing open the door of the acupuncture room, looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Lan turned around and asked, "Lingling, have you cleaned up the entire acupuncture room?"

"Yes, you haven't been here for the past two days. When I came over, I cleaned the inside and outside." Yu Lingling replied.

Zhang Lan opened her mouth but said nothing. This girl was so diligent, which made Zhang Lan feel a little embarrassed for a moment.He closed the door and sat on the chair next to him and took out his mobile phone. Xiao Fugui's home was not far from the acupuncture center. It took about ten minutes to walk and he would probably be here soon.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Fugui and someone walked over from a distance outside the door. Zhang Lan stood up and opened the door. After saying hello with a smile, Xiao Fugui took the lead and said, "Zhang Lan, this is an old colleague of mine. Cui Youfu. He has Parkinson’s disease just like me. It’s a little lighter than before, and he can barely feed himself. Please see if it can be treated.”

Looking at Cui Youfu standing aside, Zhang Lan quickly pulled up the stool and said, "Sit here first and let me take a pulse. Uncle Xiao, please sit there first and let me see the specific situation first."

Xiao Fugui sat down on the backrest chair by the wall. Zhang Lan sat on the chair next to the desk and reached out to feel Cui Youfu's pulse, who put his hand on the desk.

After a while, Zhang Lan asked: "Sir, have you been to the hospital for a checkup?"

Cui Youfu's ears were a little deaf, so Zhang Lan asked him several questions before he said loudly: "I went to the hospital and the doctor said it was Parkinson's disease and nothing else. By the way, I have a checklist here for you to take a look at. "

Cui Youfu shivered and began to untie the cloth bag wrapped around his wrist. Upon seeing this, Zhang Lan quickly said loudly: "Let me untie it for you. Are the test results in it?"

"Ah?" Cui Youfu asked a little confused. When he saw Zhang Lan stood up and started to reach out to untie the rope around his wrist, he said with a smile: "You can untie it, my hands are a little useless."

This kind of deafness is really frustrating, Zhang Lan simply stopped talking, reached out to untie the rope, put the bag on the desk, and said to Xiao Fugui who was sitting next to him: "Uncle Xiao, come here and take a look. Didn’t I just say that the test results are in the bag? You have to take them out and take a look."

Xiao Fugui stood up and said with a smile: "You can just open the bag and take it. Didn't you say that the test results are inside? It's okay. Just take it."

Zhang Lan shook his head and said loudly to Cui Youfu who was sitting on the stool: "Uncle, are your test results here? Take it out and let me take a look."

After Zhang Lan spoke loudly to Cui Youfu again, he realized and heard clearly what Zhang Lan said.He began to reach out and unzip the bag, taking out things from inside with trembling hands.

Although Cui Youfu moved very slowly, Zhang Lan had no intention of helping. He knew in his heart that an old man like this would usually put the money into a cloth bag, and it was still cash, so he could not rush to help.

(End of this chapter)