Jiang Huijia, who was praised by Song Yi, could probably understand what Song Yi meant. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

She has only been married for so long, and she didn't have the opportunity to read any medical books when she was in her "mother's house", so how can we explain the problem that she "learned medicine" in just a few months?

What else can she do other than say that she is talented?

Huh?

Jiang Huijia was amused by her own brain supply again.

In fact, her talent is indeed outstanding.

But no matter how outstanding her talent is, to be able to practice such outstanding medical skills is indispensable to all the efforts she has made.

When she was young, other children memorized nursery rhymes, but she memorized soup songs from traditional Chinese medicine.

When she knew the basics of Chinese characters, the first book she read was not a children's picture book, but "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing".

Other children are playing games, and she is reciting medical books.

People watch cartoons, and she is recognizing acupoints.

When listening to nighttime stories, other people's parents told fairy tales, but her grandfather told various cases.

When he was a teenager, Mr. Jiang taught her to stick needles into his body, and then took her and taught her how to diagnose people's pulses and see a doctor.

When she was young, girls of the same age were still enjoying the beauty and troubles of the flowering and rainy season, and Jiang Huijia had already shuttled between various departments full of the smell of disinfectant water and started her internship career.

The origin of family education represents more than just a shortcut to the highest temple.

She just shortened the running time compared to others, but she put in more sweat and effort.

The path of medicine is impassable and unfeasible without practice and experience.

Is there really a peerless genius in this world?

Jiang Huijia didn't know.

She only knows that her achievements are the result of hard work and genius.

Well, so, in fact, she's a genius too.

Well, she didn't accept Song Yi's praise modestly.

Jiang Huijia invited Zhang Zhutou and the other three into the courtyard and invited them to the hall for a while.

She put a bamboo bed in the hall, and asked Fu Ping to help his master lie on the bed.

At this time, Fu Ping had already helped his master to put his clothes together, and Jiang Huijia introduced Song Yi to the three of them: "This is my grandson, surnamed Song." ”

Song Yi arched his hand and said, "Under Song Yi." ”

There was also Hu Jingsheng who helped bring tea to the guests.

Because it has been very hot recently, Jiang Huijia has left him at home to rest for an hour after lunch, so although the other students have finished school at this time, he is still here.

Jiang Huijia said: "This is my grandson's student, Hu Jingsheng. ”

The old man said strangely: "Student?"

"My grandson opened a small Mongolian school in his house, which is not a formal school, but just a school for village children between the ages of five and ten and teaches them to read a few words. Jiang Huijia said, and asked Hu Jingsheng to bring mung bean soup.

Mung bean soup has a certain effect of relieving the heat, and when the weather is hot, Jiang Huijia will boil a pot of mung bean soup every morning.

This doesn't require any cooking skills, and Jiang Huijia can still eat it.

When the conditions are insufficient, it is good to drink mung bean soup to relieve heat stroke.

Hu Jingsheng brought mung bean soup over, and Jiang Huijia invited Zhang Zhutou and the three of them to drink a bowl.

She got up again, took the herbs and went to the kitchen to boil ten drops of water.

Here, Jiang Huijia wanted to boil medicine, and Zhang Zhutou and the other three were entertained by Song Yi and Hu Jingsheng.

The old man was very interested in Song Yi's Mengxue Pavilion, and asked him how he came up with the idea of opening the Mengxue Academy.

Song Yi smiled slightly and said: "In general, today's children are the hope of tomorrow, enlightenment, and this is a good deed. And to put it mildly...... A few people also saw it, my legs and feet were inconvenient, and everything was difficult. is the only one who can do his best, but also not waste his time. ”

He said so truthfully, the old man laughed too.

Because he had drunk mung bean soup and rested for a while in the shaded room, the old man's spirit was better than before.

He asked Song Yi what books he had read and whether he had ever been in the examination room.

Song Yi said humbly: "I skimmed the Four Books and Five Classics, and passed the government examination in Changping for twenty-six years. It's a pity that there has been no achievements since then, and it has been wasted to this day. ”

Twenty-six years of Changping, that was five years ago!

A few people took a closer look at Song Yi's appearance, it was really young, and it looked like he was not as weak as the crown.

It's just that he has a calm and square temperament, and people don't dare to look at him small.

Zhang Zhutou had secretly investigated Jiang Huijia in the past, and at this time, he suddenly understood Song Yi's experience, and couldn't help blurting out: "Song Langjun was born in Changping in the fifteenth year!"

In this way, that is to say, Song Yi was born at the age of eleven!

At this age, this is a real prodigy!

In an instant, several people looked at Song Yi with regret in their eyes.

The old man said "tsk" in his mouth, and although the sigh was not spoken, his expression was already full of "sigh".

If an 11-year-old boy does not have a disabled leg, how can he achieve so much in the future?

Even Hu Jingsheng, who was standing behind Song Yi, heard them talk about Song Yi's eleven-year-old middle school child, and his face showed a look of pride and admiration, but also regret and sadness.

But they didn't understand how to say their sighs, and even if Song Yi knew what they were sighing, he couldn't understand and tell them things like "Don't be sympathetic, my lady will be able to cure me soon".

Song Yi didn't feel anything about it, but it was inevitable that he felt aggrieved for Jiang Huijia.

You must know that even if his leg can be good, it is inconvenient to directly say to the outside world that Jiang Huijia cured it.

Jiang Huijia usually treats some minor illnesses for the villagers in the countryside, but if it is directly revealed that she can even cure Song Yi's legs, which have been diagnosed by many doctors as "incurable", then let's not say whether the world believes it or not, even if she believes it, I am afraid that it will cause trouble.

My lady is so powerful, but now she can't say it, but she has to hide it, which is so unpleasant!

Must rise up!

Song Yi is so aggrieved that he is full of fighting spirit and doesn't say anything. He chatted with the "old man", and they talked about the people's livelihood from the scriptures and history, and from the people's livelihood to this year's summer harvest.

Two people who met for the first time chatted very well.

After a few words, the old man finally mentioned his name.

He said: "The old man's surname is Cheng, and his single name is Yong. ”

Cheng Yong!

Song Yi sounded familiar, and at this time, Jiang Huijia brought a bowl of slightly hot medicine.

The little servant Fuping hurriedly stepped forward to take it, and the medicine bowl was lukewarm when he touched his hand, Fuping couldn't help but be surprised: "This is the medicine that just boiled out?

It's hot today, and everything is slow to cool.

Jiang Huijia didn't have a long time to boil medicine, so Fu Ping asked.

This question was a bit silly to ask, Jiang Huijia paused for a moment before saying, "Pour the medicine into the bowl, and then dip the medicine bowl in cold water." After half a cup of tea, it will naturally be cold. ”

Cheng Yong heard the conversation between the two, and then scolded Fu Ping with a smile: "It can be seen that you were lazy and used your brain in the past, and you have to ask Jiang Niangzi such a question?" )