"Zhou Chengling," Yang Mo felt that she couldn't dodge any longer, what should she say to Zhou Chengling, just like he would help her all the time, "I don't want to guess the political situation," but people are here, and it is impossible to be alone, "I will not put all my energy on this, just like my mother and other women, my heart is full of inner houses, all husbands, I can't do it, I have my own ideas, I want to use my medical skills well, teach more disciples to save more people." ”

Zhou Chengling is the thought of ancient people, he probably can't understand what she means, and the ancient man said that these are just playing the piano to the cow, but since it is him, she is willing to spend some time to explain.

"Everyone is only in the world for a few decades, they have to experience being children, parents, and elders, if everyone is the same, it is like carving out a mold, what is the meaning of these decades, and I will regret it when I think about it when I am old in the future, I don't want to regret it." So even if she comes here, she will try her best to live a good life, and she doesn't want to live a muddy life with the crowd.

Zhou Chengling had already thought that she didn't open a pharmacy to support the Yang family, she really wanted to practice medicine for the rest of her life, he had thought that she might give up one day, but now it seems that she has no such plans, she is different from others, before he knew her, he would think that a woman would have so many ideas.

He has always wondered why she thinks like this, "After getting married, having children, taking care of the middle feed, if you like to ask a few more people to take care of the pharmacy, you can also teach students." "A lot of people don't do everything themselves.

Yang Mo said: "That's different, you have to do what you like, just like you can't find someone to write and read books for you." ”

"Also," Yang Mo simply finished speaking in one breath, she raised her head and looked at Zhou Chengling with clear eyes, "Zhou Chengling, I have a lot of requirements, although I come from a humble background. But I have a lot of requirements, I will not wronged myself, otherwise the grievances will be replaced by resentment in the future, and you will not be able to have nothing to do with me. ”

She looked up, and he looked at her quietly.

"You're weird."

"It's not the same as other women, the Yang family's teachings are not unusual, how can you produce a woman like you."

Yang Mo knows. No matter how much she hides it, she just does it for outsiders to see, she is still a modern Yang Mo in her heart, and she has not changed at all, otherwise she would not have to practice medicine and do shocking things here.

She felt that she couldn't worry about the inner house all day long, staring at her belly and giving birth, and arranging those flowery women on her husband's bed, going out to banquets all day long and talking to the parents with those ladies.

Zhou Chengling looked at her honest gaze. is less sophisticated in practicing medicine, some are straightforward, and some are naïve, just like my aunt said about him. said that he was wooden and didn't know how to keep someone. Fortunately, he didn't make her completely resist because of this, and if he liked someone, he wouldn't watch her become a domesticated hawks. It's about how high she can fly.

Like each other, that is, when she is happy, she can't help but smile. If you meet such a person, you must indulge your own mind. It's okay, for decades of life, accompany her to be free, and accompany her to rejoice when she is happy, but it's as simple as that.

Zhou Chengling said: "Do you know the book of prophecies? ”

Prophecy? That's not something that Taoist priests calculate, Zhou Chengling also reads the book of prophecy? Could it be that the children and grandchildren of the Zhou family have such a preference.

Yang Mo said: "I know." ”

Zhou Chengling nodded, and handed the "Dragon Shaking Sutra" in his hand to Yang Mo, "I know the art of Wei Wei and can explore the future." ”

It seems to be true.

His expression was faint, and he looked very determined, especially those eyes were as clear as spring water, the first time I saw him just hurriedly swept his face, I had the impression that his clothes were always so beautiful, and the dark lines were meticulous and lined with him very outstanding, and now take a closer look, it is he who wears his clothes well, sits normally, and feels that he sits meticulously and just right.

Yang Mo glanced at the Dragon Sutra, the words that bent around it made her look confused, and immediately returned it to Zhou Chengling, who knew that she almost fell down without holding it, Yang Mo reached out to pick it up, Zhou Chengling also greeted it, the two hands collided together, the book fell to the ground, Yang Mo was about to bend over, but his hand was held by Zhou Chengling.

His hand grabbed her fingertips, and the green and clear fingers on his hand touched her fingers, making her feel a little cold, so tightly attached to her, she couldn't help but shiver a little, I don't know if it was because of the coldness of the fingers or the warmth of his palms, "I know that you will definitely practice medicine in the future." ”

Yang Mo couldn't help laughing, a big stone in her heart fell like this, being blocked by others and being connived at were different, one was a sullen pain, and the other was so happy.

The two of them were so close, the room was so quiet, as if they could hear each other's breathing, and from a distance, it seemed as if they had hugged her in their arms, and after a long time of silence, Jiang Ping's coughing sound came from outside.

"Master, the Baohetang is sick."

Jiang Ping had been outside the door, and he must have heard what they said just now, Yang Mo's cheeks were slightly red, and he thought about standing up, "I'll go to the front to see the patient." ”

Zhou Chengling said: "I'll go with you." ”

I'm afraid that others don't know that he is an idler, and go with her to see a patient......

"You can't just stop watching it in the future."

This means something, as if it were talking about things to come.

Yang Mo did not refuse to go to the front with Zhou Chengling.

"Master." Wei Mao greeted him, and unexpectedly saw Zhou Chengling behind him, and didn't know how to salute.

Wei Mao was one of the few people who knew Zhou Chengling's identity.

Wei Mao stepped forward and bowed, Zhou Chengling nodded, and Wei Mao retracted when he came to his mouth.

"Where's the patient?" Yang Mo turned his head and asked.

Wei Mao came back to his senses at this time, "Outside, I refuse to let others diagnose the symptoms, so I just wait for the master." "If it were others, they would not disturb Master, and the child that woman was carrying looked really pitiful.

Yang Mo nodded and walked out a few steps, and immediately heard a woman's panicked voice, "I heard that Baohetang is looking for someone with malaria, my son is, please Miss must see my son." ”

This time, in order to treat bayberry sores, many pharmacies in Beijing went to help find patients with malaria, promising that the patients would be treated free of charge, but there were no malaria patients coming to the door, and malaria is such a seasonal disease, which is basically impossible for anyone to suffer from in winter.

Yang Mo thought so, opened the curtain and saw a woman in a coarse cloth dress, she only had a wooden hairpin on her head, and the dress patches on her body were patched, and she was holding a child tightly in her arms, who looked only two or three years old, and the child's eyes were looking around through the crook of the woman's arm.

Seeing Yang Mo, the woman was stunned for a moment, and before she could speak, she heard Yang Mo say, "Wei Mao, please bring the patient into the inner room for treatment." ”

"Miss Yang, is it Miss Yang?" The woman came to her senses.

Wei Mao said: "This is our master. ”

It was Miss Yang, the woman immediately stood up, took two steps forward and immediately knelt down, her forehead almost touched the tip of Yang Mo's shoes, like a good man and woman worshipping the Buddha, and kept saluting, "Miss, Miss, please save my son, please save my son, I will repay your kindness as a cow and a horse in the next life." ”

"Hurry up." Yang Mo was about to help the woman up.

But the woman stubbornly refused to get up, "Miss, save my son, save my son!" It seems that as long as she doesn't plead, Yang Mo will definitely not look at her son.

Wei Mao couldn't step forward to help, so he hurriedly called his mother-in-law to come over, but who knew that the woman had a lot of strength and refused to get up for anything.

The woman had already planned, as long as their mother and son could see Miss Yang, she would definitely risk her life to beg Miss Yang, she had suffered a lot of hardships along the way, and she couldn't give up the child's life.

"Let me see the kids." Yang Mo looked at the woman who was almost crazy and spoke.

When the woman heard this, she stopped prostrating and remembered the child in her bosom, and stopped there not knowing what to do.

Yang Mo said: "The bed has been made inside, bring the child over, and I will treat it." ”

The woman shook her head desperately, "Listen to the eldest lady, listen to the eldest lady." "There were blood marks on his forehead, and his hair was even more disheveled, and he looked very embarrassed.

The woman followed her mother-in-law to put the child in the bed, and the people around her couldn't help but take a breath.

This child is really thin, his thin arms are like bamboo poles, his head is extraordinarily large, and his face and lips are pale without any blood.

The woman looked at Yang Mo weakly, and when she heard about Baohetang, she thought about pretending that the child had malaria, so that she could ask Miss Yang to diagnose her......

Yang Mo stepped forward and stretched out his hand to touch the child's forehead, the child's body temperature was very high, "Wei Mao, prepare cold water to cool the patient." ”

Such a weak child cannot have a high fever all the time, and the first thing is to prevent malignant fever.

Wei Mao responded.

Yang Mo looked at the child carefully, the child's abdomen, there was no fat on the body, it was skinny, Yang Mo looked at the woman, "How can the child be like this?" ”

The woman began to cry, "I'm ...... It's all me...... I also took care of it, but it still became like this, I thought that when his father was admitted, the family would be fine, where did I think that he would get sick, and how I would explain it to his father. ”

The woman cried so much that she couldn't stand up and squatted on the ground, "His father will definitely be able to pass the exam this time, he will definitely be able to pass the exam," she said and looked at Yang Mo, "Where is the Gongyuan?" When will I be able to release the man, I will go to his father. ”

Yang Mo felt very strange, why did the woman say that she would definitely be able to be admitted? Isn't Qiu Yu already on the list? Thinking of this, Yang Mo looked at Zhou Chengling next to him.

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I've always wanted to add more, but I didn't expect to write from morning to night...... Alas (to be continued......)