The corners of Zhou Yao's mouth rose, and as long as he thought of Xi Zishuai, he couldn't help laughing.

Xi Zishuai came to Zhou Jin's side and said, "Here you go."

"Wow, it's so beautiful", Zhou Yao was amazed by the painting that Xi Zishuai put on his desk.

On the picture, there are blue sky and white clouds, the sun is shining, and the grass is green and yellow flowers. The whole painting is full of life and invigorating.

The name of the painting is: You Are the Sun.

"You are awesome at drawing", Zhou Yao did not hesitate to praise the children, although the style of this painting is immature, but it is not easy for a child who is less than three years old to be able to paint such a work.

Xi Zishuai said: "This is what Jiaojiao teacher taught me to draw, she said that you are the sun, and the dark clouds will never cover your light."

Zhou Jiao couldn't help sobbing when she heard this, she was moved, Teacher Jiaojiao was the homework therapy teacher of the second group, and the paintings she taught Xi Zishuai and what she said were all encouragement conveyed to herself.

The teachers of the second group passed on positive energy to themselves, which was their friendship with their colleagues and their concern for themselves, which made Zhou Jin feel warm and full of strength to deal with the difficulties of life!

If she was facing the sea at this time, she wanted to shout: Let the storm come more violently, and my future will definitely bloom!

There will be setbacks, and life will always go on.

During the morning meeting, Zheng Yihui said: "He Qimei's grandfather dug a lot of camellia in the field and set up a stall at the east gate of the hospital.

"Okay," everyone replied.

After the morning meeting, everyone got together and discussed asking Zhou Yao, who was off the night shift, to buy it back for everyone, you have a share, I have a share, and Zhou Jin counted everyone's needs.

Gao Yongping said to Zhou Jin: "You can also help me bring a share", Zhou Jin nodded: "Okay".

Zheng Yihui said: "Do you still need to piggyback, don't you like poop?"

Everyone laughed, and Zhou Yao laughed out loud. Seeing Zhou Yao's smile, Zheng Yihui was a lot more relieved. She was afraid that Zhou Jin would be depressed, but now that Zhou Jin's mood was not affected by this turmoil, she was a little more reassured.

What Zhou Jin was worried about, as well as Sima Shu, the discussion of the cardiac surgery nurses made him worry again, and secretly complained about Zhou Jin, no matter what happened, he refused to tell himself.

He decided to take a break from work and go back to accompany Zhou Jin. However, when he hurried to Zhou Yao's house, he didn't knock on the door.

Sima Shu wondered: Where did you go?

Could it be Zhou Yao's mother, her condition worsened, and Zhou Jin took her mother to the hospital again?

Thinking of this, Sima Shu became nervous, and he blamed Zhou Yao even more in his heart, and he refused to ask himself for help in this situation.

He took out his mobile phone and called Zhou Yao, and after the call was answered, he asked anxiously, "Where is it?"

"I'll be home in a moment," Zhou replied.

Sima Shu hung up the phone and waited for Zhou Yao to come back. After a while, Zhou Yao helped Han Hongmei back, carrying a bag of Chinese medicine in her hand.

He hurriedly took the packet of Chinese medicine from Zhou Jin's hand, Zhou Jin opened the door and helped Han Hongmei into the house.

After Han Hongmei sat down, Sima Shu asked Zhou Jin: "What is the prescription for this package of Chinese medicine?

"Fangzi's name can tell you, but who to open it is kept secret", Zhou Jin replied mischievously.

Sima Shu had no choice but to say helplessly: "Okay, tell me the recipe."

"Ling Guishu Gantang", Zhou Jin replied.

"It's as simple as that?"

Sima Shu asked, and Zhou Yao nodded. Sima Shu said: "When you look at your TCM continuing education course in the office, I seem to have heard this formula. This recipe is composed of only four herbs, such as Poria cocos, cinnamon branches, atractylodes macrocephala, and licorice."

"Well, that's right," Zhou Jin affirmed.

Sima Shu continued to ask suspiciously: "Can such a simple few flavors of Chinese medicine cure Auntie's heart palpitations?"