The reason why Jiang Shaotian did not use a computer to enter this information was because he wanted to preserve the traditional methods that had been passed down for hundreds of years, and use these account books to remind him at all times and to encourage himself not to forget his roots.

There were so many potted plants and flowers at the gate that they blocked the road. In desperation, he had to ask his neighbor who liked to grow flowers and plants to share some and take them home to keep.

He became a doctor not for fame, money or status. He just wanted to keep his original intention, inherit the spirit of his fathers and ancestors, and use superb medical skills to bring good news to patients.

"It's been so long. I don't know what happened to Grandpa Zhang. He doesn't allow me to visit him..."

Jiang Shaotian walked to the gate, looked at the fiery red sun in the sky, and whispered softly.

Many times, he wanted to talk to Grandpa Zhang, but every time he remembered what he had repeatedly warned him, he held back.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

After Mingzhu finished writing the names of the Chinese medicinal materials used by the patient just now, she ran to the gate, grabbed her brother's hand and asked.

"I'm thinking of a teacher..."

Jiang Shaotian turned his head, looked at his sister and smiled.

"Teacher? From the medical school?"

"That's right! Not entirely!"

"Why are you talking strangely lately? I can't always understand you..."

"When you break through the first level, I will tell you why."

"Lagou!" Mingzhu stretched out her right hand and moved her little finger and said, "If you don't tell me, you're a pig!"

"Okay, hanging yourself with a hook will not change for a hundred years!" Jiang Shaotian smiled and hooked her little finger and said, "Anyway, you are still a 'little pig'."

"You are the pig!"

Mingzhu withdrew her hand, made a face at him, and ran out to the street.

Jiang Shaotian shouted: "Hey, where are you going?"

"You take care of me!"

Mingzhu ran towards Boss Liu's house without looking back.

"Smelly girl!"

After Jiang Shaotian watched her go in, he turned around and entered the room, preparing to transfer the money for the Chinese medicinal materials from the bank card that had just been credited with 100,000 yuan, and then use the balance as relief funds for the "Tiandao Foundation".

Now that you have the first fund, are you still afraid that you won’t be able to help people who cannot afford medical care in the future? Are you still afraid that your love will not be passed on?

Northern Territory, Shen Family.

Shen Changbai once again kicked the Chinese medicine on the table to the ground, and roared like crazy: "Get out of here, you bunch of quack doctors! If you can't cure my hand, I will kill you!"

roll--"

Several old Chinese doctors retreated tremblingly, fearing that they would be kicked out of the Palace of Hell if they walked slower.

"Changbai, don't do this!"

Li Yanran walked over cautiously and comforted her.

She was now desperate, and she could only obtain certain benefits and status by pleasing this rough man who once looked down upon her.

"You are a woman, what do you know? If my hand is really useless, I would rather die than live in this world."

Shen Changbai walked to the window angrily, looked at the gloomy sky and said.

Over the past few days, he had fantasized about a miracle happening every day, but what awaited him was always disappointment.

Li Yunting! He hates Li Yunting so much!!

"What do you think of a grown man who has to live and die all day long?"

Shen Kang suddenly walked in with a tiger head crutch and said.

Although he was very sad in his heart, he had to restrain himself. After all, he was the backbone of the family, the parent.

"grandfather!"

Li Yanran turned around and shouted very obediently.

"Um!"

Shen Kang glanced at the dregs of Chinese medicine and the broken jade bowl on the ground, and couldn't help scolding: "Changbai, if you continue to degenerate like this, get out of the Shen family and go to the streets to fend for yourself!"

"If I don't fall, what can I do? Revenge? Do you dare to go to the southern border to find trouble with someone named Li? You're not just like me, hiding here with your head down!"

Shen Changbai came over and yelled at Shen Kang angrily.

"Pa"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Kang received a loud slap in the face.

"Whoever breaks your hand, you will take revenge on him! You are an adult, why are you yelling at me, an eighty-year-old man? Could it be that you want me to go to the southern border with a cannon and bombard the Li family? Already?"

"Pah, pah, pah"

Shen Kang cursed angrily and slapped him several times.

This sudden move made Shen Changbai dumbfounded on the spot. He just stood there blankly, looking at his white-haired grandfather in a daze.

"Grandpa, grandpa... calm down, he has thick skin and thick flesh. Don't hurt your hand."

Li Yanran came to her senses and quickly pulled the angry Shen Kang aside.

"If you want to be a waste, just be willing to let yourself down! Humph!"

When Shen Kang saw that Li Yanran had come to persuade him, he didn't want to get angry anymore. After scolding him for a few times, he was ready to leave.

"Old lady, old lady..."

A servant suddenly ran in shouting.

"Why are you so panicked?"

After Shen Kang calmed down, he frowned and asked.

"What a happy event, such a happy event!" The male servant said excitedly: "Butler Shen is back~~"

"Shen Hu is back? Did you bring back any good news?"

When Shen Kang heard this, he became excited and hurriedly walked to the door with a cane.

"Old Master, Butler Shen has said it is done. There is hope for Master Sun's hand."

"Really? Take me to see him quickly. No, no, no, let him come to the study immediately."

"Old Master, he can't come." The servant suddenly stopped and said with a confused look on his face.

"Oh? Why?"

Shen Kang walked to the stairs, stopped and looked at the servant beside him, feeling very anxious.

"He was carried back by someone. I heard that he was covered in blood. Fortunately, he saved his life. However, the person who came to deliver the message said that the man promised to treat Master Sun's hand."

"Then why are you still standing there? Take me to see him quickly! Call the doctor to come and treat him...quickly!"

When Shen Kang heard this, he walked to the first floor anxiously, eager to see Shen Hu right away so that he could explain the whole story clearly.

He knew in his heart that if Shen Hu went to Changbai Mountain to find "that man", he would definitely have a narrow escape. Fortunately, "that man" promised to heal his grandson's hand, and Shen Hu came back alive. This was a blessing in misfortune!

Shen Kang went downstairs, immediately called the driver and drove to the place where Shen Hu lived...

"Did you hear that? Your hand will recover soon, so you have to take the medicine obediently and don't make grandpa angry again!"

Li Yanran walked to Shen Changbai, hugged his waist and said.

"Yanran, if I really become crippled, will you still be willing to follow me?"

Shen Changbai asked coldly. In fact, he had asked this question no less than a hundred times.

"meeting!"

Li Yanran answered affirmatively again.

"I hope you won't regret it."

"I will never regret it!"

"Yanran..."

Shen Changbai turned around and looked at the beauty in front of him, his heart trembling for a while.

"Changbai, you must love me well in the future~~"

Li Yanran immediately understood what he meant, smiled coquettishly and unbuttoned her shirt, then pressed it tightly against Shen Changbai's chest...

Star City, Old Street, Tiandao Chinese Medical Center.

The old street in the afternoon was still so deserted, as lifeless as an old man who was frail and frail.

Jiang Shaotian was tired after reading medical books all afternoon, so he got up and walked to the gate, wanting to relax.

Although no one came to see a doctor in the past two days, there were quite a few people who came to receive free herbal tea and heat-proof patches. Some people even brought kettles to make herbal tea and take it home to drink every day.

Therefore, Jiang Shaotian's reputation for making herbal tea and applying it to prevent heatstroke spread to several nearby streets.
To be continued...