"Your ability, I have never doubted, it's just that your heart has been refusing, and if you want to improve your medical skills, you have to really like medical skills and let your heart accept them. ◢ With the *dream* small ◢ say щЩш." Eleven Dao, "If you don't like it, don't force it, if you suppress it for too long, it will hurt the golden sign of the Nan family." ”

Nan Ling frowned slightly, "The consequences are really so serious?" ”

"If you continue like this, you can't continue to practice medicine, although Nanjing's medical skills are good, but compared to you, it is far from you, and the reputation of the Nan family will gradually decline because you can't practice medicine, this is the last thing you want to see, isn't it?"

Nan Ling pursed the corners of her mouth tightly, and gently placed her hands on the position of her heart, trying to make her heart accept medical skills, but she couldn't do it, and even a little disgusted, and she hated it more and more.

"Actually, there is another way." Eleven squinted his eyes and smiled, "Do you want to know?" ”

"What's the solution?" Nan Ling looked at Eleven's bright smiling face, and didn't know why he had a feeling of being deceived, but he still blurted out.

"Nurturing the next generation." Eleven smiled and said, "Find a good man to marry, and give what you have learned to your children, so that you can be free." ”

“……”

Nan Ling's eyes widened, she never thought that the other party would give her such a ghost idea, and instantly remembered the joke made by Madame during the previous meal, and her face was a little ugly.

"Madam, those words just now are just foreshadowing, your ultimate goal is to want me to marry?" Nan Ling said a little angrily, "I said that I have someone I like and I don't plan to get married, not to mention, you and I are not familiar with each other, and it is not your turn to dictate my affairs." ”

"I'm just giving you advice, if you don't agree, I naturally won't force you, since that's the case, then I'll go and tell Nanjing, the Miss Lin family in the capital is good, and it's quite suitable for him."

Nan Ling looked at Eleven's self-care, his face suddenly turned pale, and his hand clenching his fist became even harder, and he could hear the sound of bones rubbing.

"This is my Nan family's business, I don't need to worry about my wife!"

"You think I want to mess with your house?" Eleven took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Nan Lingdao, "This is written by the old man of your family, and it has been placed in Ah Ye." ”

Nan Ling was stunned for a moment, and quickly opened the letter, and it was really his father's handwriting.

The above is just some speculation about the poison in Ye Junchen's body, and finally wrote something that Nan Ling never knew.

My father did not die of depression, but of a family disease, and he did not live to be forty years old.

I don't know since when, each generation of the Nan family only has one child, even if they marry a concubine, they will have nothing, and even if they do, they will die, and the strange thing is that the children of each generation are boys.

Nanjing naturally inherited such a family disease, and must get married and have children before the age of forty.

Father also said in the letter that Nan Ling's qualifications are the genius of the Nan family for a hundred years, and if Ye Junchen's illness is cured by Nan Ling, he hopes that Ye Junchen can take care of the Nan family's brothers and sisters, even if he uses strong means to force Nan Jing to marry and have children, and he doesn't want the Nan family to cut off the incense, which is his last wish.

Nan Ling's fingers trembled slightly after reading the letter in her hand, she didn't believe it was the truth.

"No, it can't be, how could my father's death be such a strange disease?" Nan Ling shook his head slowly, his emotions gradually becoming excited, "Big brother won't die, he won't die." ”

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Nanjing." Eleven looked at Nan Lingdao, who was a little out of control, "He just didn't want you to worry, so he didn't say anything." ”