Chapter 220: Song Lao Meets (2/2)

”Right right, Dr. Xia, the head will definitely listen to you.” Director Lu said.

Xia Ruofei and Director Lu went into the old room of Song together.

Song Zhengping and Song Wei’s brothers and sisters also sat on the edge of the bed and were accompanying the old man.

Seeing that Xia Ruofei came in, Song’s face showed a smile on his face. He waved and waved in the summer and said, “Doctor Xia, come and sit...”

The legendary star sound is still a little weak, but the peace of the voice can still feel the scent of a golden iron horse, which is a kind of murderousness that is naturally cultivated in many years of life and death, and is also the momentum that has been cultivated in the upper ranks all the year round. .

Song Zhengping and Song Yu were both standing up, and Song Zhengping said respectfully: ”Dad, let's go out first, and you will have a rest early.”

Song Lao smiled and nodded.

Song Zhengping nodded his head to Xia Ruofei. He also reached for a shot on his shoulder. Then he left the room with Song Hao. Director Lu quietly retired and took the room door with him.

”The head is good!” Xia Ruofei said in front of the bed.

Song’s old face had a kind smile, and there seemed to be a strange look in a pair of muddy eyes. He raised his hand and said: “Mr. Xia please sit down.”

”Yes! Thank you, the head!” Xia Ruofei sat down on the stool in front of the bed, and the waist was straight.

In front of the legendary star, Xia Ruofei unconsciously placed himself in the position of a soldier. Although the old man in the hospital bed is already like a candle in the wind, he still can give Xia Ruofei a feeling of mountain elevation.

Song Lao leaned on the bed and looked at Xia Ruofei. He smiled and said: ”Doctor Xia...”

”The head, you can call me Xiaoxia!” Xia Ruofei said quickly.

Song Laoxiao said happily: ”Well, it is called Xiaoxia... Xiao Xia! I really thank you this time. I thought this time I have to go to the old political commissar to play the bridge. I didn't expect this old. The bones have come over again, thanks to your rejuvenation!”

The old political commissar of Song Laokou was a great man. He was the political commissar of the field army of Song Lao. After several years of founding, he eventually became the core of China’s leadership. Among the top ten hobbies of this great man, there is a bridge.

The great man died at the end of the last century, so Song Lao’s words are actually a funny expression, that is to say, he thought that this time could not be passed, and he would have to return.

”The head, you must not be so polite!” Xia Ruofei said, ”You are my idol! I am honored to do my part for your health!”

Song Lao smiled heartily: ”I almost forgot, you were once a good soldier, and now you have become a good doctor. At this point, you and I have many similarities!”

Song Lao used to be a good soldier. After the transfer, he also did a big job.

Xia Ruofei quickly said: ”The head, I can't compare you! In the army, you are a general, I am a soldier; when you return to work, you become a national leader. I just do a little business myself. I said that this Chinese medicine practitioner is actually a wild way, and I don’t even have a medical certificate!”

Song Lao put on his hand and said: ”You don't have to be arrogant in Xiao Xia. The old political commissar has said: Regardless of black cats and white cats, it is a good cat to catch mice! Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Your medical skills have been tested. Is it a negation of a paper qualification certificate?”

It can be seen that Song Lao is also very admired for his old political commissar, and that the famous sayings of the great man are all mouthful.

”But...” Song Laofeng said, ”There is no such paper certificate is always easy to fall into the real population. I have let Xiao Lu take the time to do it. I will give you the qualification certificate in these two days, so you are responsible for it. My treatment is justified.” (To be continued.)