"Brother Chen, have you drunk all those medicinal wines last time?" Facing the sudden arrival in the office, Song Yong asked with confusion.

Just now, there was a knock on the office door from the outside.

Then, it was the father of the little girl Chen Hanyu, who had systemic red and white lupus, a man who should be named Chen Xiaohua, who walked into the office after Song Yong's mouth 'come in'.

It's only been a week since Song Yong saw his cautious father again.

If you want to say that you are not surprised at all, it is completely fake.

So he couldn't help but ask like this in his mouth.

He clearly remembered that he was in one breath at that time, but he was given a large bottle of medicinal wine weighing nearly four catties, which was still the original medicinal wine that had not been diluted at all.

The alcohol content of that thing, if not, is around 60 degrees.

Song Yong estimated that with his own amount of alcohol, even if he didn't care about the medicinal wine, the kind of medicinal power that made the whole body hot and dry, he couldn't drink much.

It stands to reason that the amount of one or two drinks a day is already the limit of that little girl.

In this way, that large bottle of medicinal wine can last for forty days.

However, just a week later, the little girl's father, Chen Xiaohua, came again, doesn't it mean that the little girl, who is only a teenager, will lose more than half a catty of medicinal wine in a day.

This can't be, and it's even more unscientific?

That big bottle of medicinal wine was enough for Chen Hanyu to drink for two months. Chen Xiaohua replied like this, which can be regarded as a relief for Song Yong.

To put it mildly, if it were a little girl like Chen Hanyu, she would have such a large amount of alcohol now.

For the current supply of medicinal liquor in the small store, it is really a small burden.

For this reason, Song Yong asked with a smile: "Since you didn't come here to buy wine, is the little girl greedy again?"

"If you want to eat something, I'll quickly make it in the kitchen for you to take back, and I've got some nice nuts here, and you'll remember to bring them with you later, so I'll give them to the little girl." ”

After hearing this, Chen Xiaohua didn't say anything.

Instead, he got up from the sofa he had just sat down on and bowed solemnly to Song Yong at 90 degrees.

Good guy! Without warning, receiving such a solemn gift from someone else immediately made the young man very hand-made.

In a hurry, after the thing quickly stood up, he didn't know what to say.

In fact, at this moment, there is no need for Song Yong to say anything, because Chen Xiaohua has already spoken again.

"Thank you, Boss Song! I came here this time, in fact, I don't have to buy anything, I just want to express my gratitude on behalf of our family; thank you for saving Chen Hanyu's child, but also for saving our family." ”

"During this period, the child's recovery is getting better day by day, and yesterday, the hospital did a comprehensive examination, and the doctor said that the child's condition is completely controlled, so there is no need to continue hospitalization. ”

"Tomorrow morning, we will go through the procedures for admission and discharge, and the family will go back to their hometown in Hui Province; according to the doctor's explanation, the possibility of recurrence in the future is also very low, and we will continue to go to school when we should go back, and we will have a regular review in the future." ”

"When I heard the news, my mother and I cried happily all night, and we knew that all this was the effect of Xiao Song's medicine and wine, so I deliberately came to say thank you to you. ”

As he said this, he handed over the things he had been holding tightly in his hands.

When he handed over the thing, he was very embarrassed to say:

"We owe a lot of debts now, and we don't have anything good to give to Boss Xiao Song, so after thinking about it, I finally made a pennant, I hope you don't dislike it. ”

Instinctively, Song Yong, who was in a trance, took over the pennant.

In his limited life of more than 20 years, it was the first time he had received such a thing.

In the past, Song Yong felt that what he saw on the news on TV, whether it was those who gave the pennant or the person who accepted the pennant, looked dirty, dirty, and stupid.

However, when he took over the pennant at this moment, he felt the heavy weight in his hand.

Because it was a family, full of sincere gratitude, no one at all, let alone qualified, to laugh at this kind of thing......

Anyway, a little girl who saw that she had lost all hope of treatment.

Not only was the disease under control, but I was able to continue to go to school in the future, so that my good life was back on track.

All this is always something to be very happy about.

Carefully put that one, because I was embarrassed to look at it, and I didn't have the confidence to look at it, so I didn't know what kind of beautiful words were written on it, and carefully stored it in the cabinet.

Song Yong began to put down the other things at hand and began to work in and out of the office.

First of all, he asked Uncle Qian in the kitchen to use a pressure cooker to make a nourishing medicinal pheasant soup, planning to take it back to Chen Xiaohua to mend the little girl's body.

and Brother Jiang made a fire to grill a large handful of various skewers, which were intended to satisfy the little girl's hunger.

Secondly, Song Yong also took out nearly five catties of nuts from the nuts he brought back this time, which was for Chen Xiaohua to bring back and let the little girl keep it for later and eat it slowly.

In the end, when Chen Xiaohua, who had taken over a lot of things, was about to pay, he was firmly stopped by Song Yong.

When he opened his mouth to speak, Song Yong unconsciously carried quite a general emotion:

"Since everyone can meet, it can be regarded as a rare fate, and this thing is not worth much, and it can be regarded as congratulating Chen Hanyu on her discharge from the hospital, which comes from my little heart. ”

Faced with Song Yong's insistent expression, Chen Xiaohua could only mumble again: 'Thank you'.

And when Chen Xiaohua was about to leave, he finally remembered an important thing.

After taking a few steps, he returned again, and said to Song Yong:

"Boss Xiao Song, the last time the family members of the patients who came to the hospital to ask for medicine, after going back to let the patients drink your medicinal wine, they all had good results; ”

"So, you'd better be mentally prepared, it is estimated that after this time, more people will come to the door to ask for medicine. ”

After finishing speaking, Chen Xiaohua left Song Ji, a thin figure who was carrying the burden of the whole family, and disappeared into the winding downhill path......

looked at the figure that had been a little hunched over for a long time.

Song Yong was not so uncomfortable with the bad news he had just heard.

Maybe he had other thoughts before, but after experiencing the gratitude of Chen Xiaohua's family, his mind became a little different:

Come on, come, and let the horses come if you have the ability.

In the future, as long as the patients who come to the door to ask for medicine really need it, why not give a little diluted medicinal wine out?

Even if this approach will cause him more trouble.