"Uncle!"

In the hospital, Wang Zhong had just finished seeing an old man, and he happily pulled a young man in his twenties into the hospital excitedly.

"Master!" The young man looks quite upright, with a smile on his face and is slightly shorter than Ichiden.

"Hey! Qingyuan? When did you come back?" The person who came was none other than Song Qingyuan, who had been practicing martial arts with Wang Zhong with the Xiang family brothers and sisters.

"I just came back and brought you some gifts!" Song Qingyuan carried the paper bag in his hand to the table.

"What gift?" Wang Zhong was not polite, took the paper bag and started tinkering with it.

There was also a box inside the paper bag. I took out the box and opened it. Inside were the kind of glass bottles used for canning, six bottles in total.

Wang Zhong picked it up and took a look, his eyes instantly lit up, "Hey, Zhajiang?"

"It's interesting!" Wang Zhong was very satisfied. This thing is not expensive, but he also likes it. It just so happens that "I like it!"

"Don't leave for a while. Today I will cook in person and use the sauce you brought to make noodles for you to eat!"

"The relationship is great, and you can also taste the master's craftsmanship!" Song Qingyuan already rubbed his hands with anticipation.

"Sanli! Hurry up, list your business, and go out of business!"

As soon as Wang Zhong finished speaking, a clear female voice came from the back room, "Uncle, there are only seven days in a week. You have been closed for four days. Haven't you seen that many of the old neighbors who used to come to our place no longer come?

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Along with the voice, a tall, graceful figure with an extremely well-proportioned figure was heard. He was wearing a white coat that almost reached his knees. He used a rubber band to blow his hair into a ponytail, with only a few strands on both sides of his forehead.

Her hair is scattered, her eyebrows are curved, her eyes are bright and her teeth are bright, and her face, which has completely grown out, can still see the outline of what it was a few minutes ago.

With just one glance, Song Qingyuan was stunned.

Although it is not as exaggerated as "Sinking Fish and Falling Wild Goose", "The Flowers Shame on the Closing Moon", the bookish atmosphere lingering in the eyebrows and expressions makes Sanli, who is already quiet and indifferent, even more colorful, just like the quiet and open flowers on the remaining pond.

Lotus.

"Isn't there something wrong?" Wang Zhong was a little embarrassed, being lectured by his niece. He quickly glared at Sanli as he spoke, and then Sanli stopped and did not expose Wang Zhong's old background.

Song Qingyuan was brought back to reality by Wang Zhong's voice. After suddenly waking up, he realized that he had lost his composure. He looked so beautiful and refined that he seemed not to be a human being...

"Brother Qingyuan!" A familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar voice brought Song Qingyuan back to reality.

Sending a polite smile, Song Qingyuan used the gentlest tone in his life and quickly put his mood back together: "Are you Sanli?"

"How many years have we not seen each other? Are you already this tall?"

Song Qingyuan is only 1.74 meters tall, about 75 meters tall. Sanli is only 1.65 meters tall wearing flat cloth shoes. Among girls, especially girls in this era, they are already considered outstanding in height.

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The corners of Sanli's mouth were slightly upturned, and two shallow dimples appeared on both sides of her cheeks. "Brother Qingyuan, when did you come back?"

Song Qingyuan was almost stunned again, his eyes flashed, and he hurriedly said, "It's only been two days since I came back."

"Okay, okay! Don't waste time here!"

"I finally came back from Qingyuan today. Let's close the door early and go home to make fried noodles!" As he spoke, Wang Zhong quickly put the fried noodles into the box and stood up with the paper bag in hand.

"You guys go back first, I'll tidy up and close the door!" Sanli looked at Wang Zhong and shook her head helplessly. She looked like a niece, but she looked like an elder who hated iron.

After living in this world for more than ten years, Wang Zhong's temperament has changed unexpectedly. As soon as he came, there were five more oil bottles around him. Wang Zhong did not dare to be idle for a moment. Now he finally managed to drag the oil bottles with him.

Everyone has grown up, only the fourth and fifth children are left, and now whether it is a video studio, a garment factory, or Wang Zhong's own books, they can bring in huge amounts of income.

Naturally, medical clinics have become dispensable.

When Wang Zhong started this medical clinic, he mainly wanted to resign from Yuhong Machinery Factory openly. Secondly, Wang Zhong was pursuing Ma Suqin's idea at that time, so he had to find a reason to let Ma Suqin stay with him.

Now Ma Suqin has been eaten up by Wang Zhong. Wang Zhong originally mentioned that he would give Ma Suqin a status, but Ma Suqin was unwilling. She said that she was divorced and was an unlucky woman. It was already very long for her to be by Wang Zhong's side.

I am satisfied and dare not ask for anything else.

Ma Suqin doesn't want to, and Wang Zhong doesn't care.

After going through three dungeon worlds and experiencing so many good women, although every time he was stripped of all kinds of emotions by the system and formed into a ball of memory, Wang Zhong's heart had already been tempered to be extremely tough. Wang Zhong needed women.

That was based on both physical and psychological needs, but Wang Zhong no longer wanted to have those so-called vigorous and vigorous love.

Of course, this does not mean that Wang Zhong has no love for Ma Suqin, but Wang Zhong's love for Ma Suqin is different from the poignant and beautiful love in those stories.

Song Qingyuan's reactions and little actions naturally cannot escape the eyes of Wang Zhong, who has keen senses. However, compared with Wang Yiding, Sanli's official wife in the original plot, Wang Zhong feels that Song Qingyuan is definitely a better match than Wang Yiding.

And the current Sanli, under Wang Zhong's training, is far more outstanding than the one in the original plot.

Perhaps Sanli has not realized it yet. She has followed Wang Zhong in the medical clinic since she was a child. Even the reading materials during her enlightenment were medical books. Sanli has been with Wang Zhong for so many years, and has been influenced by Wang Zhong's words and deeds.

In medical skills, a solid foundation has been laid.

After the college entrance examination next year, if you go to university for further studies, your future achievements in medicine will definitely not be too low.

Such an excellent Sanli is more than enough for Song Qingyuan.

The key point is that this boy Song Qingyuan is known as the sober man in the world. Whether it is his temperament or his personality, he is very suitable for Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong wouldn't mind if he could have such a niece-in-law.

"Master! Do you really want Sanli to take care of it alone?" Just a few steps out of the hospital, Song Qingyuan started to worry without saying anything.

Wang Zhong stopped and turned to look at him, "How about you stay and help Sanli?"

"Ah?" Song Qingyuan didn't expect Wang Zhong to be so direct, and he suddenly felt uneasy. He pointed at himself and said, "I stay? Isn't that good?"

"What's wrong? It's not like you two don't know each other. You two grew up together. You're still ashamed!"

"How can it be!"

"Then if you don't want to go, how can you let me go?"

"I go!"

"I go!"

Song Qingyuan had just turned around when he suddenly realized something was wrong. The legs he had just stepped out stopped again, and he hesitated again.

Wang Zhong's voice sounded again, "Yi Cheng, get on your bicycle and go bring Simei and Qiqi back."

"good!"

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"Brother Qingyuan? Why are you back?" Sanli looked at Song Qingyuan who appeared in front of her again and asked doubtfully.

Song Qingyuan grinned and said, "There's no reason for you, a girl, to stay and clean up. I'll help you!" As he spoke, he walked over to Sanli and took the broom and dustpan.

Sanli was stunned for a moment and before she could react, Song Qingyuan snatched the broom and dustpan away. "I usually clean them up. I'm used to it."

"It's okay, it will be faster to clean up if there are more people!" Song Qingyuan said with a smile on his face.

"Thank you then!" Sanli stopped being polite to Song Qingyuan. She walked in and took out a clean rag to wipe the tables, chairs and counter.

"By the way Sanli, I heard from Yicheng that you will be in your senior year of high school when school starts?" Song Qingyuan asked while sweeping the floor.

Sanli nodded and said, "Yeah!"

"Then you must study medicine in college?" As soon as he said these words, Song Qingyuan suddenly couldn't help but feel something in his heart.

"I heard from Yicheng that your grades are very good. After you graduate next year, do you plan to go to the Medical University in Yanjing, Xiangya in Junsha, or the Department of Medicine at Zhejiang University in Lin'an?" Song Qingyuan suddenly asked with some anxiety.

"Why do you ask that?" Sanli asked with some confusion.

Song Qingyuan said, "Aren't these the best medical universities in the country now? And you have been learning medical skills from your master since you were a child. Don't you want to go to these universities for further studies?"

But Sanli smiled and shook her head and said, "Medicine is a vast and profound subject. Even if you spend your whole life, you may not be able to complete it. Yanjing is too far away. Although Lin'an and Junsha are not as far as Yanjing, they are not what I want."

Song Qingyuan almost blurted out, "Do you want to be admitted to the Department of Medicine at Jinling University?"

Seeing Song Qingyuan's surprised look, Sanli explained, "I have studied traditional Chinese medicine from my uncle since I was a child, and I have memorized all the medical books left by our ancestors. Whether it is the medical school in Yanjing or Xiangya in Junsha,

The Department of Medicine of Zhejiang University in Lin'an is indeed famous throughout the country, but what they are famous for is Western medicine."

"And my uncle said that Chinese medicine is different from Western medicine. Although Chinese medicine also pays attention to the inheritance of teachers, it pays more attention to talent and experience. Without decades of medical practice experience, it is difficult to achieve success."

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Song Qingyuan nodded with some understanding.

"Of course, we also need to learn Western medicine. There are many things in Western medicine that we can learn from. In some aspects, Western medicine is even faster and more immediate than our traditional Chinese medicine."

Sanli's medical skills are currently learned from Wang Zhong, and Wang Zhong's concepts on medical skills have also been learned by Sanli. Whether it is Western medicine or Chinese medicine, in Wang Zhong's eyes, there is no distinction between superior and inferior.

They are two completely different systems. Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to the meridians, qi and blood, and uses the theory of yin and yang and the five behaviors. The two may have similarities, and even have similarities in many aspects. But if we really discuss them in detail, the two

Completely different.

"Then do I have to change my name in the future and call myself Dr. Qiao?" Seeing Sanli in a white coat talking eloquently, Song Qingyuan felt a little confused and said this out of nowhere.

"It's still very early!" Sanli said with a calm smile, "With my little knowledge now, I have only learned a little bit from my uncle, and there is still a long way to go!"

It was cleaned up quickly, the two chatted for a while, Song Qingyuan took out the trash, and Sanli closed and locked the door of the medical clinic.

The medical center is not far from Wang Zhong's home and can be reached on foot.

When the two of them walked home, the courtyard door was wide open and the house was empty, with no one in sight. When Dahuang and Xiaohua heard Sanli's voice, they couldn't wait to greet her, and they gathered around Sanli and kept wagging their tails.

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"Oh! Dahuang and Xiaohua are still here!" Song Qingyuan was a little surprised when he saw the two native dogs, "How many years have they been here?"

"Ten years or eleven years!" Sanli couldn't remember clearly. She only remembered that when she bought these two dogs, her uncle took them together. At first, she only liked them.

Rhubarb and Xiaohua were Simei's favorites and she liked them so much that Wang Zhongcai paid for them and bought them.
To be continued...