After entertaining the delivery guy, Song Che also rushed to worship the Wudian Temple.

In contrast, his food is far less refined and abundant.

Since the meal time was over, only some heated leftovers were left.

"It's so hard to take care of a patient's stomach, and it's not vague at all. You don't care about yourself at all."

Gu Huanian sat in front of him and quipped with a smile.

"There is nothing small about the patient's affairs, so I naturally have to pay more attention. As for me, I can only be strong and healthy, and I can ensure normal health." Song Che replied half-jokingly.

"Like your grandfather, you pay attention to patients and not to yourself at all." Gu Huanian sighed inexplicably.

"About this, my grandfather taught me a piece of spiritual chicken soup." Song Che said word by word: "If there are still all kinds of unfairness in this world, then I hope that patients can try their best to enjoy fair treatment when seeking medical treatment."

Perhaps some people may still wonder, it is just a delivery guy, and it is a free clinic, so it is enough to prescribe a few doses of medicine. It is really not worth it to work hard to cook and make medicinal food.

For those who have such ideas and opinions, Song Che can only wish that the disease will not care about their whole family.

Class inequality treatment is the crux of the world's development that has not been eliminated.

The differential treatment of medical care is a very sensitive and sharp topic for each class on the right to life and health.

It is undeniable that dignitaries often enjoy better and more convenient medical treatment, but is that right?

In Song Che's view, this phenomenon needs to be boycotted by the whole society!

Because once this phenomenon is over and overwhelmed, various ugly phenomena of "illegal deprivation of others' right to life and health" will arise, such as substitute for pregnancy, such as organ trading...

Song Che has no ability and no ambition to change the social environment. He can only set an example and put the advocacy of medical equity first.

For ordinary families and even poor families, life is not easy enough, but at least in terms of the right to life and health, they must be treated as fairly as possible - because this is the bottom line!

"The chicken soup your grandfather made is awesome." Gu Huanian smiled.

Song Che's heart moved and asked, "My grandfather used to always give you chicken soup?"

"He was not like this at the beginning. When he first met him, he was a complete scientific research student, his mind full of formulas and knowledge, and he had no strength at all." Gu Huanian unconsciously pulled the hair on his ears, his eyes gradually became deeper, and his unknown emotions flashed with nostalgia, as if he was immersed in his nostalgia for previous years: "Until later, he didn't know where to learn a set of famous sayings, saying that he was treating diseases, Chinese medicine and people, and superior medicine and country. He is a competitive person, and of course he is unwilling to just treat the disease. So he began to learn the chicken soup of the soul, and from time to time he took private work to treat people when he was treating diseases, and persuaded people to be kind and to tell their conscience, which made many patients unable to bear it."

Song Che was so amused and laughed.

I think my grandfather was also a middle-aged boy who grew up under the red flag when he was young.

Gu Huanian also joked, but then he seemed to think of something bad, frowned slightly, and his tone turned low: "Later, the situation was not stable, and your grandfather felt that the country was terminally ill. At that time, he had already entered the Central Health Bureau. I was very worried that he would stretch his hand to treat people too long, so he persuaded him many times, but he didn't listen to his advice. He became angry and argued with me. We have not spoken again since then..."

When he said this, Gu Huanian noticed Song Che's puzzled gaze and said, "That's right, I haven't said a word since then. In that era, you also knew that if everyone was not a speculative person, they would not be considered comrades. We were young and energetic, and we would not pay attention to each other. Especially when your grandfather broke a silver needle at that time, he said he wanted to follow the example of cutting the mat and breaking the relationship and draw a clear line with me. Do you say you are angry or not?"

Song Che was already covered in black lines when he heard it.

My grandfather’s second-year illness seems to be poured out by spiritual chicken soup.

Gu Huanian sighed quietly. She probably had been resentful of this incident for decades and complained a lot.

But soon, she stretched out a smile and said, "Actually, I understand him too. After all, the general environment at that time was indeed very worrying. I always felt that the quarrel was just a quarrel between young people. After a while, everyone returned to normal, but... your grandfather couldn't hold his temper, stabbed the hornet's nest, and was demoted directly."

"I heard the news and really wanted to find him, but I was stopped by my family. After all, your grandfather's identity was already quite sensitive and he might have dragged me into the water. After that, I often blamed myself, thinking that if I tried hard to persuade him, your grandfather would not have been like this..."

This topic is a bit heavy.

Song Che had previously sighed that in the chaos of the times, too many children's love is often not worth mentioning.

If my grandfather knew the current affairs at that time, or if he had one-tenth of Wu Yuanshan, Gu Peijun and others, his life situation would have been completely reversed.

At least, he will never complete his life in a drunken, dream and death.

His ending will never be in the rural alley outside Tianzhou.

It is even possible that he would write it into textbooks as the founder of modern traditional Chinese medicine.

Unfortunately, there is no if in life.

Song Che was silent for a while and sighed: "If my grandfather was willing to listen to your advice and betray the principles, he would not be him."

Yes, if Old Man Song had endured it at that time, he would not have been the Xinglin doctor who advocated "the best doctor and the country".

Moreover, if Old Man Song had not stayed in Tianzhou, there would be no genius doctor in the world called Song Che now, and Shirato was dead...

"That's right, your grandfather is like you. He regards principles as life, and no one can move." Gu Huanian said quietly: "But I really didn't expect that when I turned around and left with anger, I didn't expect that I would become a person who never interacted with each other. We never looked for each other again, let alone contact each other in just a few words."

"...My grandfather actually often misses you, but he should think that you were already married at that time, and he was nowhere to go back to Yanjing." Song Che said in a stern voice.

"I thought so at the beginning." A layer of mist of water vapor appeared in Gu Huanian's eyes, and he smiled bitterly: "After all, we were not young at that time. I think your grandfather has been going so far away for so long, probably because he has found a partner... But I always hold a glimmer of hope, thinking what if your grandfather is still alone? So I want to wait a little longer, but I will wait for half my life after waiting."

"But neither of us did the sad scenes for the sad scenes like the male and female protagonists in Qiong Yao's novels. After waiting for ten years, I asked someone to find your grandfather and wanted to invite him back to Yanjing. But your grandfather...ah, he blocked the way home by himself!"

Song Che was also mixed with all kinds of feelings when he heard this.

Of course he knew how his grandfather committed suicide.

It is said that after being "sudden" at that time, the superiors sent someone to invite Old Man Song back. As a result, Old Man Song had just drunk two pounds of white rice. Niu Bihong said that he wanted the biggest boss at that time to apologize for him, and then... there was nothing else.

Just pretend that Old Man Song was drunk and had a dream.
Chapter completed!