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Zeng Gong shook his head, stepped forward, and didn't see how he moved, just pinched Ruth's small mouth lightly, she involuntarily opened her small mouth, the tattered towel slipped from her mouth, picked up the bowl and poured it directly, the hotter this gold bone soup is, the stronger the medicinal effect, in order for little Ruth to recover as soon as possible, Zeng Gong can't take care of it.

It's strange to say, just after two or three minutes, Ruth's little face showed a hint of ruddy, no longer so pale, her smart eyes were a little more joyful, a little less painful, and she looked at Zeng Gong with some resentment, because Zeng Gong's big hand was still pinching someone's small mouth.

"Hehe, Ruth, how are you feeling?" Zeng Gong asked with an embarrassed hand and a stiff face.

"Thank you, uncle, Ruth feels much better, but her back seems to be unconscious, is it true that Ruth can't walk in the future. Ruth smiled reluctantly, and during her time in the hospital, she understood a lot of things.

"Silly boy, what are you talking nonsense, how can you never walk, it is because your uncle has closed all the sensory nerves in your back, how can you feel it, do you think that you have been living in pain for a month?" Zeng Gong smiled dumbly, looked at Ruth's little face with some fear, and explained gently.

"Don't. When Ruth heard this, she was immediately frightened and her little face turned white, the pain was too painful, and the torment of several hours was probably the most unforgettable memory in her life.

"Hehe, obediently endure it for a month, and you can ride a horse in the ranch with your uncle. Zeng Gong smiled and touched Ruth's little head and said encouragingly.

"Mr. Zeng, will Ruth leave sequelae?" Cecilia watched Zeng Gong interact with Ruth, and a hanging heart finally fell. began to care about Ruth's future life.

"Ruth won't have any after-effects, she can be a gymnast, swimmer or basketball player in the future. It didn't affect her in the slightest. Zeng Gong shook his head and said firmly.

"Really?" Cecilia asked in surprise. She really didn't believe in her ears, in her cognition, even if Zeng Gong could cure Ruth, there would be more or less sequelae, such as cripple, or inflexible hands, but after seeing Zeng Gong's medical skills, at this moment she finally believed in Zeng Gong's guarantee.

"Then can I learn medicine with my uncle?" asked Ruth innocently with a small face.

Zeng Gong was silent, not because he cherished himself, but because Ruth couldn't learn at all. She is undoubtedly the best choice in terms of heart and personality, but unfortunately Zeng Gong's kung fu is very masculine and domineering, which is not suitable for girls at all, but it is still possible to learn some kung fu to strengthen the body like Little John.

"Can't you?" Ruth was a little disappointed, tears rolling in her eyes.

"Alright, alright, Ruth don't pester her uncle, who hasn't had a day off to treat you. Cecilia was afraid that Ruth would anger Zeng Gong, and she had heard about it when she was in Korea. There are some strange people in China, who have mysterious skills, but they all have strange tempers.

Looking at Cecilia's nervous expression, Zeng Gong touched his nose innocently. A little embarrassed, he explained: Ruth's qualifications are very good, but my medical skills are based on a body of kung fu, and my kung fu girls are not suitable for practice. If you don't get it right, you'll be paralyzed, so I might as well not treat Ruth. ”

"Still. I can still give Ruth some kung fu, such as Wing Chun. It's the kung fu that Bruce Lee practiced back then, which is more suitable for girls to practice. Can't bear to see Ruth's disappointed expression, Zeng Gong turned his words around, allowing her to see the dawn.

"Bruce Lee?" Ruth asked excitedly.

Zeng Gong nodded, in the United States, it is actually Bruce Lee who really makes people accept Chinese kung fu, and he has a far-reaching influence in the American martial arts world, because Jeet Kune Do and Hollywood stars make everyone remember this name, and when it comes to Chinese kung fu, the first person Americans think of is Bruce Lee.

Cecilia shook her head, she actually wanted to train Ruth to be a lady, not a boxer, Bruce Lee's kung fu was too savage.

"Mommy, I want to learn kung fu from my uncle. Ruth looked at her mother pitifully, every child will always have fantasies about Chinese kung fu.

"Hehe, Mrs. Cecilia, you may have misunderstood, Wing Chun is a boxing method suitable for girls to practice, the founder is called Yan Wing Chun, is a woman, and Bruce Lee's kung fu is born from Wing Chun, there is a big difference, and there is no word in Chinese martial arts thought, which is to make people self-cultivation and enhance their physique. Zeng Gong saw that Cecilia might have misunderstood, and explained carefully.

Chinese kung fu has long been integrated with the Confucian culture that has been inherited for thousands of years, and there is no aggression at all, but it puts self-cultivation in the first place, unlike Westerners who practice martial arts just to fight and kill, hiding the edge inside, and the appearance is elegant.

"Let's wait until Ruth's illness is cured, she's still lying in the hospital bed, isn't she?" Cecilia didn't give up her thoughts, but in order to take care of Ruth's emotions, she still made corresponding compromises.

Looking at Cecilia's expression, Zeng Gong couldn't say anything, Chinese kung fu is not a cheap commodity, she needs to beg others to learn, learning is Ruth's chance, and not learning is also her chance.

"Zeng, can we eat? At this time, Alice came out of the kitchen, looked at the three of them and said with a smile, she had heard the conversation just now, in order not to embarrass everyone, she deliberately came out to play a round.

Zeng Gong looked at Alice gratefully and said, "I'll forget it, you know that I'm a carnivore, I don't have meat every day, I go to Sanders to make a living, and I have many things to discuss with them." ”

"Whatever. Alice shrugged her shoulders and didn't force it.

"Alice, is Mr. Zeng angry? Looking at Zeng Gong's departing back, Cecilia asked with some apprehension.

"Oh, Madame Cecilia, I was not that stingy person, I made a salad of vegetables and fruits and a vegetable soup for dinner, he likes to eat meat, and it just so happens that the pasture is about to spring sow and there are many things to do, and he told me about it when he was in the kitchen before, and asked me to accompany you to dinner. Alice said comfortingly.

"That..." Cecilia opened her mouth hesitantly.

"Don't worry, Ruth will be cured. Alice suddenly found that she did not like this lady Cecilia very much, and always liked to talk and do things in a roundabout way, and she was not happy, and she was quite small-minded. (To be continued.) )