Grandpa mute was invited to London to explain the traditional Chinese medicine treatment plan for AIDS.

This achievement is currently in an absolute leading position, even surpassing cocktail therapy.

That's why the Royal Medical College here attaches so much importance to it. This is also the first time they have invited traditional Chinese medicine practitioners to give lectures, which is considered an unprecedented success.

The entire lecture was very successful. Grandpa Mute never hides his own opinions and even several prescriptions that he combined with were published.

He even went to an AIDS rehabilitation center to diagnose and treat patients on the spot.

This behavior is undoubtedly respected and praised by foreign colleagues and the media.

All the newspapers commented: The ancient medical skills in the East create miracles.

Just amidst flowers and applause, Grandpa Mute also learned more about the origin and distribution of AIDS in the whole world.

It turns out that the hardest hit areas were not Europe and the United States, but poor and backward Africa, especially sub-Saharan Africa.

Because of backward medical conditions and people do not pay attention to protection, AIDS is flooded, and more and more people are infected with AIDS and cannot receive effective treatment. They can only endure the torture of the disease helplessly.

As a doctor, the mute grandfather was deeply worried about this.

After Liu Qingshan understood the situation, he realized that he had misunderstood. He also respected his master more in his heart: This is the true kindness of a doctor.

I saw the mute grandfather continue to gesture in his hand: Xiao Shanzi, I am going to Africa.

Liu Qingshan subconsciously wanted to dissuade him, but he didn't say it after all. He knew that what the master decided could not be changed.

Since that's the case, he can only support it.

Liu Qingshan thought for a while before speaking, "Master, you can still finish New Year's Day. Then I will go with you."

The mute grandfather nodded. The disciple's wedding date was approaching, so of course he had to attend the wedding.

Liu Qingshan continued: "We must apply to the International Red Cross so that we can be justified."

"In addition, several medical teams and recruit guards must be organized. In Africa, it is relatively desolate, and many tribes are very remote, so safety protection must be taken."

"The most important thing is to prepare a batch of Chinese herbal medicines and transport them together. Don't worry, I will pay for these medicinal materials."

Grandpa mute nodded. With this disciple's plan, he was relieved.

Then the mute grandfather gestured a few more times: When you get there, you will learn about the local products in detail. It is best to have suitable herbs to facilitate local materials.

Xiao Liuzi giggled when she heard this: "Grandpa, then have you become the African Shennong?"

The mute grandfather stretched out his big hand and touched the little guy's head with a smile. His thoughts have been completely solved by his disciples.

In the evening, the embassy here also invited a group to attend the dinner.

Whether it is the mute grandfather or the writer of Lu, they have brought glory to the country this time and established a good image of the Chinese people in the international arena.

So the above has taken care of: it must be taken good care of.

The ambassador's surname is Ji, and he is an old diplomat. He is nearly 60 years old. He has served as a translator for his beloved Prime Minister for 17 years.

Ambassador Ji smiled and toasted the mute grandpa and writer Lu. He was kind and now he felt that he was a kind elder.

He had met Grandpa Mute before, and asked Grandpa Mute to help me with my body.

Ambassador Hebei is in good health overall. In fact, this famous diplomat is also a long-lived person and lived in his nineties.

They are all compatriots, and there is not so much restraint. Everyone has a happy chat.

Ambassador Ji was obviously very familiar with Liu Qingshan, and he also talked about football with him. There were also interesting stories about Liu Qingshan leading a group of little princes and princesses to bet with others.

Although this kind of thing seems to be a joke, Ambassador Ji agrees with Liu Qingshan's approach, after all, it is a very friendly exchange.

The current diplomatic strategy at the national level is to make friends.

The ambassador happened to be present, so Liu Qingshan talked about the mute grandfather’s plan.

After hearing this, Ambassador Ji couldn't help but stand up and bow deeply to the mute grandfather: "Mr. Sun, please accept my respect."

Mr. Ambassador, it can be said that he has experienced all the major diplomatic events in New China. There are only a few people who can truly admire him.

The Prime Minister was one of them, but now there are more mute grandfathers.

Liu Qingshan also took the opportunity to express his request: "Mr. Ambassador, the relevant procedures will cause you trouble. You need to submit an application to the International Red Cross."

"It's a matter of raising hands, and I have no choice..."

Ambassador Ji agreed and then raised his glass: "I wish Mr. Sun another cup, I wish Mr. Sun a good tour, a smooth journey."

A dinner party ended with joy.

That night, Ambassador Ji invited Liu Qingshan to have a long talk. As for the content of the conversation, outsiders do not know.

When he woke up the next morning, Liu Qingshan wanted to go out for morning exercise, but was stopped by Xiao Liuzi. The little guy pointed at the window and saw that it was filled with smoke outside, which was indeed not suitable for outdoor exercise.

Only then did Liu Qingshan remember that London is a famous fog city.

This is because of the climate, and in winter, burn coal to keep warm.

The air pressure in winter is low, which makes the coal soot produced not easy to dissipate in the air, which creates fog.

Even in 1952, the famous London smoke incident occurred, claiming more than 12,000 lives.

“The weather in London is really terrible.”

There was no way, so Liu Qingshan took Xiao Liuzi to the hotel gym and completed the morning exercise.

After breakfast, Zheng Xiaoxiao led everyone to visit the city.

The next day, the two groups gathered together and embarked on the return flight.

After more than ten hours of flight, I finally landed at the Capital Airport.

"Let's go home!" Xiao Liuzi cheered, then looked at the place where the city was: "Look, it seems that there is a big black pot on it."

From a distance, there was indeed a layer of smoke over the city, and it seemed that it was not much different from that in London.

In fact, in the north of China, this phenomenon is extremely common in the winter heating season and the air quality is extremely poor.

"It's better for us to keep the pie groove." Xiao Liuzi sighed.

This is true. To talk about the freshness of the air, of course, rural areas are better than cities.

Because most rural areas nowadays do not use coal to keep warm, and the firewood smoke produced is not so choking.

In addition, the land is vast and sparsely populated, so the air is of course better.

Liu Qingshan touched her little head: "Okay, we will go home tomorrow."

After leaving the airport lobby, a large number of people were picking up the plane. Liu Qingshan flashed to the side, and Lu Writer was the protagonist.

Those who came to welcomed were officials from the cultural department, media reporters, and some enthusiastic people.

Everyone showed great respect and enthusiasm for the first Nobel Prize winner.

The writer Lu also said a few simple words, thanked all parties, and then took a bus to the hotel. After returning to China, he would definitely participate in some activities, and even received by the leaders.

Leader Geng also invited Liu Qingshan to go with him, but Liu Qingshan was not interested in getting involved in these things, and led the mute grandfather and others to go home directly.

After a few days of rest and arranged all the matters of each company, Liu Qingshan took Wu Tong home to prepare for the wedding.

Finally, the fourth brother and friends from the capital are about to rush back when the wedding is approaching.

The mute grandfather and Xiao Liuzi, of course, also returned in the same car, and Li Tie was responsible for driving.

These days, Grandpa Mute has not been idle either. He has started to purchase the herbs he needs through Capital Medical College.

It was just that there was a wave of acquisitions in the early stage and transported them to the United States, so some medicinal materials were in short supply.

It seems that it is really like Grandpa Mute said. When you go to Africa, you will see if there are any suitable replacements in the local area.

In fact, according to the theory of the mute grandfather, everything exists between heaven and earth and will have their own effects, but many of them have not been mastered and utilized.

When the car arrived in Chuncheng, he sent Wu Tong home, and he also needed to prepare something.

On the evening of the next day, Liu Qingshan and his group finally returned to Jiapigou.

At the end of December, the weather was already very cold and the earth was covered with snow.

"This time I'm really going home!"

Xiao Liuzi got off the bus at the entrance of the village and ran into the village, laughing all the way.

"Oh, our groom is back." Many villagers came out after hearing the news and joked with Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan greeted everyone happily, but it felt better to go home.

"Qingshan is back. It's time to come back if you're asking. Everyone is thinking about your marriage these days."

The old branch secretary and Captain Zhang and others also came out, and Zhang Ganzi was holding her sleeves with her hands: "If the groom doesn't come back, you are just busy with your work."

After saying that, he turned to Liu Qingshan: "Qingshan, Uncle Ganzi, you have prepared all the big fat pigs for you. Just tell me when will you use the knife?"

Liu Qingshan felt a strong sense of warmth in his heart. This is how we hold weddings in rural areas, and everyone helped to organize them.

After chatting for a while, Liu Qingshan and his master and the others went home. As for Xiao Liuzi, he had already run back.

I went to my grandfather's house for a walk, and then returned to my old house. I saw several aunts and aunts sitting on the kang, making bedding.

In this era, many things are handmade. On the one hand, there are fewer places to process, and on the other hand, they are reluctant to spend their wages.
To be continued...