I Became a Medical Genius in the 80s

Chapter 616: Chapter 615: Finding a Solution

Beisitian was taken aback by the little notebook; this wasn’t just a casual flip through the dictionary. It seemed like the dictionary had been thoroughly combed through several times!

Feeling the bemused gaze of Beisitian, Wu Yuekai got a bit flustered and looked up to say, ”Why are you looking at me? Look at the names!”

Beisitian didn’t expose him, merely smiled with lips pursed as she looked down at the names: there were names for both boys and girls, some were characters, some were full names. The small notebook was about ten pages long, completely filled.

”Old man, how am I supposed to choose from these?” Beisitian laughed bitterly, ”Why don’t you pick the ones you like?”

Wu Yuekai suffered from decision fatigue; he had been choosing for a while now. These were the leftovers, all of which he liked!

”Let me choose again.” Wu Yuekai frowned as he took the notebook back, his expression like he was dealing with something momentous.

Seeing it was getting late, Beisitian went back, still with Chen Jinliang escorting her home.

Now Luo Xudong called her at least once a day, one call for safety and another to check on her condition.

Currently, Luo Xudong had already visited several families, personally delivering the consolation money to the parents or wives and children of his comrades.

Chen Jinliang was deeply moved by Luo Xudong’s actions; he returned with honors but did not forget that these honors came at the cost of his comrades’ blood.

Soldiers prepare for sacrifice when on duty, especially for tasks of high danger. Chen Jinliang didn’t complain, but what Luo Xudong did warmed the hearts of many veterans.

Beisitian was preparing for the baby’s arrival, and Mrs. Qin had already made several sets of baby clothes and shoes; usable for both boys and girls, as it didn’t need to be distinguished at this age.

Meanwhile, Ma Tianlai was actively striving to secure a sponsorship slot because the slot hadn’t been officially announced yet, so changes were still possible. Once the announcement was made, it couldn’t be changed anymore.

”I say, brother, I really treat you as a brother. Otherwise, for such a good event at the promotional meeting, I wouldn’t have pulled you back from far away. You have to help me this time.” Ma Tianlai said to Tai Jinglin.

Though he was the one asking Tai Jinglin to come to the promotional meeting, its effect was unexpectedly very good. Moreover, Tai Jinglin was quite interested in that herbal cuisine; Ma Tianlai knew he was interested in the main ingredient, which was the talismanic water, and often talked to him about it.

Of course, Ma Tianlai couldn’t divulge it but hinted in conversation that Doctor Bei was feeding the advanced herbal cuisine to Old General Wu, whose previous condition many were aware of—frail and bedridden, almost as if he had one foot in the grave. But look at him now?

It later turned into inviting Tai Jinglin to the promotional meeting for his own good.

Tai Jinglin said hesitantly, ”Brother Ma, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but I’m only responsible for the venue and personnel arrangements for this reception. I don’t even know anyone from the British Royal Family.”

”That doesn’t matter, just find someone who knows him, and as long as you mention the herbal cuisine in front of him and discuss its benefits, that’s enough. The outcome, eventually, won’t be on little brother!” Ma Tianlai said.

Tai Jinglin chuckled bitterly, ”The momentum of Heavenly Blessing is pretty impressive, not gradually climbing step by step but leaping forward with large strides. Is brother still not satisfied?”

Ma Tianlai chuckled, ”With something so good, what else can I do but actively work for the benefit of the country and its people!”

Tai Jinglin extended a thumbs up, admiring Ma Tianlai’s shamelessness.

”How about this, little brother, given our close relationship, I’ll get you a bottle of the main ingredient of the advanced herbal cuisine to give you, this main ingredient is not an ordinary medicine, you can go ask Secretary Cheng how much Doctor Bei sells a bottle to him!” Ma Tianlai said.

He planned to take out a bottle of medicine Beisitian prepared for her son to use as promotional funding, otherwise it’d be difficult to persuade Tai Jinglin.

Tai Jinglin wasn’t aware of the differences between this medicine, but hearing Cheng ZhenGuo’s name, he hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said: ”Given your urgency, brother, I’ll give it a try then, you wait for my word.”

Ma Tianlai was overjoyed and drank with Tai Jinglin until late at night.

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Maynard came representing the British Royal Family, although he much preferred to come on his own behalf to avoid a lot of trouble, bypassing meeting this person and that.

His main purpose this time was to fulfill his wife’s wish; other matters he did not wish to attend to more.

But things did not go as hoped, every day his activities differed greatly from achieving that wish.

”Mr. Mosley, Madam’s hair has been styled.” A servant clad in livery approached, respectfully speaking to Maynard.

This was the maid he brought from the United Kingdom, specifically for attending to his wife.

Maynard nodded and headed towards the room.

Standing at the door, Maynard felt heavy-hearted, his outstretched hand hesitated to push the door open; slowly turning, he walked away.

His wife was suffering from Alzheimer’s disease, and her memory had deteriorated quite severely, now completely forgetting him.

He once said he’d bring her back to her homeland, yet only now could he fulfill that promise, feeling deeply remorseful. His greatest wish now was hoping his wife could realize she had returned, even if for a fleeting moment.

Maynard walked toward the reception room, where he was about to meet a county mayor from a remote region, whom he was setting up a charitable school project for, hence the necessity of meeting him.

Entering the reception room, the neatly-dressed, blue-clad mayor was already there, and upon seeing Maynard, proactively stepped forward to shake hands and greet.

”Thank you, Mr. Maynard, the Hope Primary School you’re establishing in our county will immensely benefit many students in escaping poverty in the future!” The mayor was filled with gratitude.

Maynard smiled, nodded in response, and in English said, ”It’s the right thing to do; our love should not be confined by borders.”

The interpreter behind him instantly translated his words for the mayor.

This time, the mayor was there to deliver gifts, not anything valuable, just some local specialties, tokens of gratitude from parents and teachers in the remote areas.

Seeing those distinctive foods, perhaps he wouldn’t eat them but felt deeply moved.

Sometimes doing charity goes beyond an addiction, especially when you see others genuinely showing gratitude and affection; you like the feeling it brings.

The mayor quickly left, and Maynard, having a good rapport with the Chinese interpreter, planned to have lunch outside the embassy.

”Mr. Mosley, are you familiar with herbal cuisine? Chinese herbal cuisine is quite renowned, good for long-term health benefits. How about we find a place to try some this noon?” The interpreter suggested with a smile.