Last night, Director Tu called him "Old Rao", so I'll just call him "Master Rao"."Master" is a respectful title for people (males) when they were on business trips in the mainland. It has universal application. "Master Rao, how long has it been since your skin turned yellow? What did the hospital say?”I asked. Old Rao replied,"It's been almost five years since the beginning. At first, the hospital said it was liver infection, but after a few years of treatment, my skin became even yellower. Two years ago, they said it might be liver cancer. I'm afraid that I'll die every day.”"If you said that you had liver cancer three years ago, then you definitely didn't have liver cancer.”I said with certainty. "Really? How can you be sure that it's not liver cancer?”Old Rao interrupted me anxiously. "If it's really liver cancer, how can he live for three years?”This is the basis for me to be sure that he doesn't have liver cancer. "Master Rao, how's your appetite now?”I asked again. "I can eat well. I have to eat a big bowl of rice every meal.”"Were you fat when you were young?" "I've never been fat, just a little better than now.”"You're fifty years old this year, right?" "I'm already 57 years old. I'll retire in two years.”This surprised me. Although he was yellow and thin, he didn't look as old as he said. "You're already fifty-seven years old, and you can still eat like a big bowl of rice. Then it's even more impossible for you to have liver cancer.”"Can you tell me what illness I have?”Generally speaking, people in the deep mountains and forests in the south did not have dark skin. The skin of the locals was even fairer, but there was a shade of yellow in the "white", probably caused by the local water and soil. Therefore, once the liver and gallbladder system was sick, the icterus would make their appearance more obvious than people with dark skin. "That's how I got hepatolithiasis in the past. He ate a lot when he wasn't sick. You might have the same disease. The small bile duct in the liver is blocked, and the bile flow is not smooth, so you become more and more yellow. If he insisted on using Chinese patent medicine to clear the hepatic duct, the icterus would slowly recede. But you definitely don't have liver cancer, so don't worry.”"Thank you, thank you. I'll definitely call my old woman over. You'll tell her personally, and she'll believe me. She's taking care of her grandson at the forest farm on the mountain. She'll come to deliver vegetables to me in two days. She's really happy to hear that.”Old Rao was extremely excited. When I said that he didn't have liver cancer, it was as if I had brought him back from the netherworld.
Time passed quickly. It was time for work. Director Tu walked into the courtyard and saw me sitting in the duty room talking to Old Rao. He greeted me through the window."Good, you're familiar with Old Rao so quickly."”I nodded at Director Tu through the window, stood up and said to Old Rao,"Master Rao, I'm going upstairs.”Old Rao said,"Let's make a deal. When my old lady comes, you have to tell her about it.”"Old Rao, what do you want me to say to you?”Director Tu walked past the window and happened to hear what Old Rao said. He stopped and asked. "It's about Master Rao's treatment." I walked out of the duty room and went upstairs with Director Tu. "He's already reported a lot of medical fees, but he's getting more and more yellow. You know how to treat patients?" He asked me. I said,"I had hepatolithiasis in the past, and my skin was also yellow, so I suspect that he might have this disease.”Chief Physician Tu said,"The doctors here suspect that he has liver cancer.”"It's definitely not liver cancer. If liver cancer is still so good, I'm afraid she's long gone. But he could still work here?”I said my opinion. "Makes sense, makes sense, it really makes sense.”Director Tu also believed that Old Rao did not have liver cancer."He really has to thank you for being able to pinpoint his illness.”I said,"That's why he wanted me to tell the old lady that he didn't have liver cancer.”"Yes, the old woman is worried sick. She is a housewife and lives on Old Rao's salary. She is afraid that Old Rao will make her life difficult.”Director Tu agreed. "Old Rao's illness isn't fatal.”I said with a smile. "You really care about people. The moment you came, you relieved the fear of a long-term patient like me. I have to thank you too.”Director Tu said. "You're being polite, but it's just a casual chat. Oh, which office is Old Sha in?”I changed the topic. At this moment, we just happened to reach the corridor on the second floor. Director Tu pointed to the corridor and said,"There are three offices on your project. They are right there (in the middle of the corridor). The two on the left are the construction team and the blueprint storage room. The one facing the construction team is where Old Chen and Old Sha sit. Old Sha is at the construction site, and Old Chen usually sits alone.”Director Tu replied. He continued,"Chief Wu said that you and Old Sha will share a desk first. You won't have any objections, right?”"It's okay. Let's share a table. May I ask, what does Old Chen do?”This is the first time I know of Old Chen. "Old Chen is the person in charge of your company's accounts here. He was the first person involved in the project. He came during the cooperation meeting and it has been almost a year now. You don't know about this?" Director Tu asked me curiously. "Oh, oh. President Hua mentioned him before. I haven't been in the company for long, so I'm not familiar with him yet. I didn't remember anything just now." I quickly replied. "He came to work early, and the door is open. You can meet him first and come to my side later.”After Director Tu finished speaking, he turned around and opened the door of his office. I walked into the corridor and arrived at the door. I saw a man sitting at the table with his back to the door and eating with his head lowered (I bought breakfast from the street and brought it to the office to eat). I didn't know Old Chen and didn't know him at all. I wanted to wait for Old Sha to come and introduce him, so I didn't go in. Old Chen was so engrossed in eating that he made a loud noise as he drank the soup. He didn't notice that someone was watching him from behind. This person was dressed in very ordinary clothes. He was wearing an old-fashioned blue khaki autumn dress. Perhaps he had worn it for too long, the fabric had been washed and turned a little white. He was also wearing an old-fashioned black leather shoe that seemed very old. His back view did not have any sense of the times. The slightly better impression was that he was dressed neatly and seriously, without any traces of twisting and wrinkling. It was as if he hadn't eaten for a long time. His head was lowered and his back was hunched as he focused on eating and drinking (as if he was eating noodles in soup), completely ignoring his surroundings. There was nothing else in the office except for two small desks facing each other. Even the chair was only occupied by Old Chen. The table opposite him was empty. There was no stationery, paper, or pen on the desk, not even a piece of waste paper. This was a huge contrast to the crowded desks in the provincial headquarters. It was obvious that there was no need for desks here. It was understandable why Old Sha didn't even come to this office. He finally finished his soup. He straightened up, straightened his back, and let out a burp. Next, he packed up his lunch box. He pulled open the drawer and tore some paper towels. He wiped his mouth first and then wiped the table with it. Finally, he put the used paper towels into the lunch box and covered it. Then, he took a black leather bag from the floor beside his feet and brought it to the table. He unzipped the lunch box and put it in. He zipped it and put it back where it was. All of this was done so meticulously and meticulously. Only then did he slowly stand up. Just as he was about to turn around, I walked to Director Tu's office first. He didn't see me, and I didn't see his face. But I had a vague feeling that he was in the corridor, though I was in no hurry to look back at his face.
Before I reached the door of Director Tu's office, Old Sha came upstairs, panting. When he saw me, he said," I thought you were still at the guest house, so I climbed up to the roof to look for you.”"You must be tired from climbing up and down, right?”I said apologetically. " It's so bad to be fat," Lao Sha said self-deprecatingly." It would be good if I lost 50 pounds of meat."”
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