Dr. Wang opened the small lock on the drawer, took out a cloth bag, and opened it layer by layer, revealing a well-preserved set of silver needles inside.

"One of my teachers is also from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and this set of needles is ancestral in their family. It's a pity that he went early, and he didn't even have a descendant, and finally the needle fell into my hands.

I didn't learn acupuncture, and this needle in my hand is eating ashes. Why don't I give it to you, I believe that my teacher will agree with the words of the spirit in heaven. ”

Song Ci looked at the needle bag handed to him, and his face rarely showed a real expression of helplessness.

This is a relic of the ancestors, isn't it okay to deceive it?

Song Chunan was also silent and confessed:

"Doctor, there's moisture in what I just said. I came to borrow this needle, in fact, I want to train my daughter......"

Dr. Wang interrupted him with a wave of his hand, folded up the unfolded needle belt, tied it up, and stuffed it into Song Ci's hand.

"I know, but it's okay. It's also a waste to put things away, so it's better to use them for you, and you can have more good doctors in the future, so that they won't break ......"

Inheritance.

He swallowed the last half of the words.

The atmosphere was inexplicably a little heavy.

Song Ci was almost overwhelmed by the weakness of his heart, and he felt that the needle bag in his hand was hot.

"Uncle, I can't ask for it, I want to prick a pig with a needle, this can't work. ”

Song Chunan gently looked at her daughter's clumsy and honest appearance, touched the top of her head again, and explained:

"Doctor Wang, I didn't lie, the child's teacher has a physical problem and has been recuperating in the hospital, and he told me to prepare teaching aids. ”

Song Ci looked up sharply and looked at her father in disbelief.

"Is Mr. Yin sick? Why didn't you tell me?"

Song Chunan sighed helplessly:

"What's the use of telling you and worrying about you? ”

Song Ci's eyes flashed with panic, and he suddenly remembered other teachers who were also nowhere to be seen:

"What about my Teacher Luan, Teacher Qiao, and them?"

Aren't they all hospitalized?

Song Chun'an's appeasement was ineffective, so he simply picked her up and coaxed:

"Don't panic, it's fine. Your teacher is busy with business, and Teacher Yin also fell ill because he was too busy.

His body was weak and he couldn't hold on, so he was hospitalized for recuperation, and he will be fine soon. "Scales

Song Ci burst into tears in his eyes and complained bluntly:

"I don't believe it, Dad, you're too good at deceiving people. ”

Song Chunan was demolished by his daughter in front of outsiders, so he had to smile bitterly:

"Dad didn't lie, at most he didn't tell everything. ”

Song Ci buried his head on his shoulder, wiped the heat in his eyes, and muttered quietly:

"I'm going to see the teacher. ”

How dare Song Chunan not agree:

"Okay, I'll take you. Auntie, don't cry, when you turn around, your father will chase and beat me with a cigarette bag and pot. ”

Song porcelain urn retorted:

"You coax me again, my lord has quit smoking. ”

Father Song caused a big disaster last time, regretted not being at the beginning, and really ruthlessly gave up the only hobby in his life, and he didn't even smoke cigarettes, his perseverance was amazing, and he was a wolf.

Song Chun'an was grabbed by his daughter, crying and laughing, and hurriedly surrendered again:

"Daddy, didn't you say it, you're more serious. ”

Song Ci was stunned, still thinking about the teacher's body.

At least ninety percent of her father's words were true.

The teachers have suffered in the cowshed for all these years, and no matter how good their physical foundation is, they will definitely be affected in terms of longevity.

This is also the original intention of the teachers to be in a hurry to teach her out of the teacher, and it is also the main reason why she silently completes her homework on time with quality and quantity although she wants to be a salted fish.

I'm really afraid it's too late.

Dr. Wang listened for a long time, understood the situation, interrupted the lawsuit between the two fathers and daughters with a light cough, and interjected to ask:

"What happened to the pig?"

Song Ci replied smoothly:

"Pigs are sick, swine fever. ”

Doctor Wang sighed and stuffed the needle bag back into her.

"Oh, then you'll have to use a snack to think about it. When my teacher was alive, he said that the fat layer of pork is too thick, and it is more difficult to get a needle, especially to test the basic skills. You come on. ”

Song Ci: ?

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