Chapter 57: The Middle School

  No matter how everyone persuaded, the old man refused to listen and insisted on rushing back to Guanhai City to find Yu Xiaopeng. It was still the mayor, Qi Jiali's uncle Qi Jiefang, who said a word that made the old man give up his idea.

  "Dad, I've brought Dr. Cong and Dr. Yan all the way here, and was busy until late last night, didn't even have a proper meal, why not stay another night and treat the two doctors well, tomorrow morning I'll send a car to take you back."

  The old man took a look at his eldest son, then at his youngest daughter, and also glanced at Cong Ye and Yan Qingcheng beside him. He huffed and sat back on the sofa, no longer insisting on leaving.

  Since they said they would take good care of Cong Ye and the two, the Qi family let Cong Ye and Yan Qingcheng accompany the old man to talk, and the whole family started to get busy. It's just that it makes Cong Ye and Yan Qingcheng feel a bit embarrassed. Yan Qingcheng stood up, seemingly wanting to go out and help.

  "Yan Dafu, you sit down and let them be busy."

  After finishing, he looked at Cong Ye with a hesitant expression. Yan Qingcheng understood that perhaps the old man was thinking of his own words and wondered if he should ask Cong Ye directly. So she opened her mouth and said:

  "Cong Ye, Uncle Qi has an idea, I don't know if you're willing to listen. Just now when you weren't back yet, Grandfather wanted me to ask you alone, but I thought, why not tell you now, so pay attention in front of Grandfather."

  "Grandpa, what's up? Just give me a direct order."

  "Comrade, it's like this. You also know that I came from the troops. There are a few old guys who have been through a lifetime of revolution with me. Most of them are like me, lying in hospital beds suffering every day. What I was thinking is, if you're willing, could you help them out like you helped Grandpa? Seeing them taking medicine or getting injections every day, it really tugs at my heartstrings."

  "Grandpa, what's going on? I thought it was something big."

  "Chóng Dàifu......"

  "Grandpa, can you stop calling me Cong Daifu and just call me Cong Ye or Little Cong instead? It sounds weird to me."

  "Hehe, okay, I'll call you Cong Ye then."

  "Uncle Qi, it's like this. You also know I'm not a real doctor, just someone who has practiced qigong for a few years and happened to be able to help you. I don't dare guarantee that it will work for others either. Besides, I don't have a medical license, if someone reports me to the health department, there might be trouble."

  "Don't worry about this, Xiaoyan has also told me. In that case, both the medical license and the practicing certificate will be taken care of by Grandpa. I guarantee that it will be done within half a month."

  Cong Ye didn't doubt the old man's energy and immediately expressed his gratitude:

  "That's too much thanks to Grandpa."

  "What's this? You were originally able to cure people, I helped you with a certificate, and it doesn't count as illegal."

  Perhaps because Congye agreed to see his old comrade, the old man's mood improved a lot. Without saying a few words, he used the room's landline to call his own old comrade.

  "Old Lin, have you figured out who I am?"

  "Haha, you old Qitian, with your quacking voice, it's hard not to hear."

  "Haha, good one old Lin, I originally had some good news to tell you, but you're speaking to me like this, forget it, I'll just hang up the phone."

  "Look, look, you're all grown up now, why are you still being so mischievous like a kid? If you have any fart to let out, I'm about to get injected."

  "Look at you, all you know is taking medicine and getting injections."

  "You're quite capable, so you don't take medicine and injections?"

  "Hey, you're actually right."

  "Old Qi, are you going to see his old man now?"

  "No need to beat around the bush, I really have some good news. Now I'm telling you, and you can pass it on to the others."

  "Go on, I'm listening."

  "I met a qigong master who has been clearing my meridians since last autumn, and up to now, for several months, my old illness only had a slight relapse yesterday night. Moreover, I haven't taken any medicine or injections for several months. This life is like that of an immortal."

  Old Master Qi, the tone of this sentence is like that of a child who has received a beloved toy that no one else has, and can't wait to show it off to others. On the other end of the phone, there was an obvious pause before he continued to ask:

  "Old Qi head, you didn't cheat me?"

  "Do you think everyone is like you, only thinking of themselves when they have something good?"

  "Nonsense, who gets something good and only thinks of themselves? However, Old Qi, you're not being very considerate, it's been over half a year and you've just thought of us, now you can just wait to be taken advantage of by them."

  "Haha, this time I'm not afraid of them. If anyone dares to be rude to me, the qigong master by my side will make sure they don't get away with it."

  "You wait."

  The other party hastily said three words and hung up the phone. Old Master Qi was overjoyed, as if he had made a huge profit, and turned to Cong Ye and Yan Qingcheng with a sly expression:

  "These old guys, haha, also have times when they need me, thinking about it makes me feel relieved."

  Less than half an hour later, the phone in the room rang. Old Qi quickly got up and pressed the hands-free button on the phone.

  "Commander Qi, long time no see, are you still in good health?"

  "Haha, haha ha. My goodness, did the sun come out from the west? Quickly help me go take a look, is it really coming out from the west?"

  "Brother Zhi, little brother knows he was wrong. From now on, you are my real big brother, okay?"

  It's clear that he is from the south.

  "But what you said, wasn't it forced out of you by me?"

  "No, absolutely not, they're all standing right there listening, they can vouch for you."

  "Haha, that's good."

  Mr. Qi was already laughing so hard that he was almost out of breath, and after panting for a while, he finally spoke into the phone:

  "First let Zhang Lao's son get a medical license for our qigong master, the highest level one."

  "I'm crippled, I'm here, no problem."

  "I knew you were here. And where's Baldy?"

  "Baldy is here, please give your orders."

  "Go find that old man Yu and tell him to discipline his unruly son who's causing trouble in Guanhai City. If he doesn't take care of it, I'll do it for him. Don't blame me if things get ugly later."

  "Am I an old fool? What did his grandson do to you?"

  "Hum, go ask Old Man Yu yourself."

  "Understood."

  "When are you guys planning to come and watch the sea?"

  "Commander Qi, we have many people here. Can't you make an exception and come to the capital just this once? I can arrange for a special plane to pick you up."

  "It's not that it can't be considered, let's talk about it three days later."

  "Wait a minute, three minutes, give me an answer in three minutes."

  "Does what I say go, or does what you say go?"

  "Of course it's Commander Qi, no, I mean it's up to you, Big Brother."

  "This is almost it. Alright, whenever we get our documents ready, that's when we'll leave."

  After finishing, the old man pressed the hands-free button and hung up the phone. Looking at his face full of red light, where can you see that he is nearly ninety years old? Seeing Cong Ye and Yan Qingcheng both smiling at themselves, Qi Lao Yezi smiled self-deprecatingly.

  "Everyone was young, when we were together, it was always like this. Only with them can I feel true happiness. I really miss those times when we were together."

  The old man's words had just fallen when the phone rang again. Perhaps it was interrupting his own recollection of past events, and the old man pressed the hands-free key with a huff, only to hear that so-called Lin Lao Tou's voice again:

  "Boss, for the ID card, you should provide a copy of your resume and a photo, right?"

  "Heh heh, I was careless. Cong Ye, report the unit numbers."

  Cong Ye immediately reported the unit's number, and the old man spoke into the phone again:

  "Did you hear that? Go directly to the troops and transfer him over. He was only discharged last summer, it's easy to investigate."

  What Cong Ye didn't expect was that on the fourth afternoon after they returned to Guanhai City, two soldiers came to Qingcheng Medical Hall, supporting Old Man Qi. Looking at their military ranks, one was a colonel and the other was a lieutenant colonel. But in front of Old Man Qi, they were as respectful as a low-ranking soldier.

  "Cong Ye, I've brought your certificate."

  Mr. Qi said as soon as he entered the door. The two of them immediately took out a military uniform from a suitcase they were carrying, laid it on the small bed, and then took out two certificates and put them on the table.

  "Mr. Cong, would you mind taking a look and see if there's any mistake on the certificate?"

  Matsumae first picked up the military ID card, still wondering if this was also for himself. When he opened it, his eyes widened in surprise. On it was clearly written his own name, and under rank were the two characters "Chu-xiao" (Lieutenant Colonel).

  "This..."

  "This is a decision of the General Staff, your military rank will be restored and you will be awarded the rank of Lieutenant Colonel."

  "Congye, don't be surprised, it's just an ID card, not to let you re-enlist in the army. With this ID, it will be convenient for you to enter the high-level military sanatorium in Beijing later. Otherwise, going in and out is very inconvenient. And that one is a qualification certificate of a military doctor, I didn't expect those people's efficiency was quite high."

  Cong Ye heard this and hastily stood at attention, giving a standard military salute to Qi Lao Yezi and the two soldiers.