Sparrow Translations

  Sparrow Translations

  They left the hospital.

  Sister Hong and the rest looked at Little Boss and she asked with a puzzled expression, “Little Boss, did you get information about Elder Chen’s condition beforehand today?”


  Lin Fan smiled, “I came with you guys. How could I have known beforehand?”


  Sister Hong nodded, “That’s true, you did come with us and you couldn’t have known. But how did you know just by feeling his pulse?”


  “Didn’t I tell you all already? My medical abilities are great. It’s a shame you all don’t believe me.” Lin Fan felt very helpless. At times like these, when he wasn’t even trying to hide his abilities, people didn’t believe him. On the other hand, when he did want to hide his abilities, people always seemed to find out the truth.

  This really made his very frustrated sometimes.

  “Oh right, it’s almost the twenty-second day of the month. We’ll be going to Nanshan Children’s Welfare Institute then. Don’t be shocked when that time comes,” said Lin Fan with a grin.

  The crowd was puzzled, “Why would we be shocked? Could it be that something has changed?”


  Lin Fan laughed mysteriously. He wouldn’t reveal the truth. To them, the truth would have been too shocking.

  According to Lin Fan’s plan, he would bring Zhao Ming Qing out after the twenty-second. After all, he couldn’t miss this monthly affair. After experiencing it twice, it had probably become the most anticipated event for the children. If Lin Fan didn’t go, they would be very disappointed.

  *ring ring*

  At that moment, Zhao Ming Qing’s call came.

  Lin Fan answered.

  “Teacher, do you still remember what I talked to you about the last time?” Zhao Ming Qing asked softly through the phone.

  “What is it?” Lin Fan was taken aback. He couldn’t recall what it was and had no idea what Ming Qing was talking about.

  “Those old friends of mine have been staying here for a period of time, wanting to meet you once,” said Zhao Ming Qing. Zhou Qing Quan and Wang Tian Feng had already stayed in Shanghai for a while. When his teacher returned, Zhao Ming Qing didn’t call him at once because he wanted to let his teacher have a good rest. Now that a few days had passed, he took the initiative to call so he could ask about it. If his teacher didn’t want to meet them, he wouldn’t have any qualms about it too.

  Lin Fan thought for a moment. While he had been in Beijing, the Chinese Medical Association had sent people over. No matter what, it was still a favor for him. Since this was the case, it would be best for him to go and meet them.

  “On the twenty-second, let’s meet at the Nanshan Children’s Welfare Institute,” said Lin Fan.

  During this time, he had to have a proper rest and also teach the children to draw every day so that the children would be able to go into the profession as soon as possible. Although some of the children had a better understanding and had already earned Lin Fan some Encyclopedic Points, most of the children didn’t understand it yet.

  After hanging up.

  Zhao Ming Qing looked at the old friends beside him and said, “You heard it yourselves, right? On the twenty-second, at Nanshan Children’s Welfare Institute.”


  Zhou Qing Quan started smiling brightly. “This is meaningful, Elder Zhao.”


  Zhao Ming Qing said helplessly, “I have no idea what you all are trying to do.”


  Zhou Qing Quan said with a grin, “Elder Zhao, let’s discuss something. That ‘Various Types of Typhoid’ of yours, shouldn’t you let us study it a little?”


  “Don’t even think about it. Unless my teacher says so, I won’t let you see it,” said Zhao Ming Qing.

  Ever since reading ‘Various Types of Typhoid’, Zhao Ming Qing’s medical abilities had been raised significantly. In Chinese medicine, one cannot just blindly memorize things, instead, one must be able to infer multiple things from a single case. The medications used in Chinese medicine have fixed effects but when combined in different ways, they produce different effects.

  Also, when Zhao Ming Qing was faced with something he didn’t understand, he could ask his teacher. It was very rewarding.

  Now that Zhou Qing Quan wanted to meet his teacher, how could Zhao Ming Qing not know his intentions? It was clear that Zhou Qing Quan wanted to learn from his teacher as well. Even if Zhou Qing Quan wasn’t thinking of becoming a disciple of his teacher, he was definitely thinking of obtaining ‘Various Types of Typhoid’.

  Sigh……

  Zhou Ming Qing decided not to think too much. The more he thought the more depressed he felt.

  “Teacher is mine, not yours!” he thought to himself.

  A few days later.

  The monthly event was here.

  This was a special day for Cloud Street and everyone had been eagerly anticipating it.

  The previous times, they had bought many things so this time, they didn’t buy much. They just bought some snacks. But even so, it was a large number of snacks when they added them up.

  Participating in this event wasn’t about spending money. It was about having fun with the children. And the most important thing was to taste Little Boss’ dishes.

  Little Boss’ dishes had a special place deep in their hearts. They could only eat his dishes twelve times a year and they treasured the opportunity very much.

  At that moment, at Cloud Street. Multiple cars were parked on the road.

  When the surrounding townsfolk saw this scene, they couldn’t help but be surprised.

  “What is going on?”


  The people who asked questions like these were all townsfolk who had just come to Cloud Street.

  A familiar townsfolk said, “This is a monthly activity for Cloud Street, where they go to the Children’s Welfare Institute to help out. On this day, all the shops are closed. Are you an outsider? If you’re here to shop today, then you would have wasted your time.”


  The outsider asked in a surprised tone, “There’s actually an activity like this?”


  “Of course. It has already happened for a few times.”
……

  “Little Boss, let’s move out,” yelled Elder Zhang.

  Lin Fan saw that it was about time and replied, “Alright, move out.”


  The cars slowly moved one after another out of Cloud Street and towards Nanshan Children’s Welfare Institute.

  Nanshan Children’s Welfare Institute.

  Director Huang and Han Lu knew that it was the twenty-second. Originally, they had wanted to call the children out to welcome everyone but they never thought that the children were even more excited than them. They had woken up early in the morning in anticipation. Each of them had climbed onto the railings and were gazing afar as if waiting for something.

  At that moment, a car appeared at the entrance of Nanshan Children’s Welfare Institute.

  When the children saw this car, their eyes gleamed with excitement.

  When they saw someone get off the car, some of the children started shouting.

  “That’s the old grandpa from the other day……”


  Zhao Ming Qing had brought Zhou Qing Quan and Wang Tian Feng here. When Zhou Qing Quan saw this scene, he asked, “Elder Zhao, what is this place?”


  “This is Nanshan Children’s Welfare Institute. My teacher comes here on the twenty-second of each month,” said Zhao Ming Qing.

  As the Vice-President of the Association, Wang Tian Feng was very excited, “In a while, we’ll be able to meet Elder Zhao’s teacher. This is really exciting!”


  They had no doubts about Elder Zhao’s teacher. Whether he was young or not, it wouldn’t cause their hearts to waver one bit.

  During this time that they had been with Elder Zhao, Elder Zhao would sometimes let them read a page or just half a page of his book. Just from that, they could tell that his teacher had exceptional abilities.

  ‘Various Types of Typhoid’ was indeed a masterpiece of Chinese medicine. Compared to those ancient books, it was much more all-rounded and easy to understand.

  Each of the illnesses inside came with a description. They wanted to borrow it from Elder Zhao to read it but Elder Zhao refused. He kept carrying it in his hands and reading it everyday. Except when he was sleeping or eating, he would spend all his time studying it.

  And the most important part was that he managed to find a medicine for anorexia. Who could possibly compare to such capability?

  They wanted very badly to meet with this godly Chinese doctor. Besides enquiring about ‘Various Types of Typhoid’, they also wanted to get to know him.