At noon, Zhao Yang ate a big bowl of fragrant braised leopard meat rice bowl.

Half a pound of meat, covered with a large bowl of white flowers, coupled with the extraordinarily rich fragrance, makes the mouth tongue full of appetite at a glance.

Sitting in the inner city near Zhaoyang, many people were attracted by this fragrance, and some people ran to the canteen window to ask if there was any new dish today.

But after hearing that it was processed with incoming materials, they all puffed out their eyes, and a turtle from an outer city actually ate incoming materials for processing?

And processing with incoming materials, you don't go to the second floor, what are you installing here?

Zhao Yang naturally didn't expect that he would be scolded for pretending to be compared if he deliberately ate in a big canteen in a low-key manner and didn't go to a small canteen.

At the moment, he didn't have time to pay attention, anyway, the money was paid.

With this big bowl of leopard meat in his belly, Zhao Yang let out a long breath.

He could clearly feel a faint warm air beginning to rise from his lower abdomen, gradually spreading to his whole body, making his whole body faintly slightly warm and comfortable.

At dinner, it wasn't so ostentatious.

Half of the meat is made into a chili stir-fried meat rice bowl with chili peppers, and the other two taels are made into broth.

"Whoa!"

Zhao Yang held two bowls of broth and pushed one of them to Luo Xun opposite.

"Huh?"

Looking at the fragrant broth with a few large pieces of meat at the bottom of the bowl, Luo Xun was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyes to look at Zhao Yang opposite.

"Eat, the instructor sent me a hundred catties of leopard meat, and I can't finish it. And you have to make up for it more and improve your physique as soon as possible!"

Zhao Yang looked at the small eyes behind the thick lenses and said seriously.

Luo Xun bit his lip tightly, looked at Zhao Yang opposite steadily, looked at the concern and warmth in his eyes, and slowly lowered his head.

He sniffed lightly, and after a while, he raised his head, nodded vigorously, and said, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

Seeing Luo Xun take it, Zhao Yang also slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Xun's physique is very average, and it can even be said that it is a little poor, so he can only warm it up slowly, and this bowl of broth should be enough for him to absorb.

Zhao Yang's family is also having dinner now.

Although Zhao Yang was not at home, today's dinner was still a little hearty.

"Gee, what are you doing with so many dishes?"

Father Zhao looked at his wife with some disgust.

"I'm happy today, and the chicken will be bad if you don't finish eating, and there is so much meat, even if Xiaoyang is not at home, we have to eat it!"

Zhao's mother happily served a bowl of chicken soup to her son opposite, and another bowl to Zhao's father, and said, "It's finally good now!"

"Hey...... Xiaoyang just got a letter of recommendation for me, and I'm going to test it tomorrow!" Looking at his wife's excited appearance, Father Zhao was a little reserved.

"After getting the letter of recommendation, it's basically not a big problem, I have confidence in you, but you don't have confidence in yourself!"

Mother Zhao looked at her radiant husband with admiration, as if she saw him again in high spirits.

"Oh, there are minors here, can you restrain a little!" Zhao Guang next to him looked at the affectionate two people helplessly and sighed.

But as soon as he said this, he was hit with chopsticks on his head.

"Eat you, why can't you stop your mouth if you have food?"

After eating, Zhao's father walked into the room and dragged out an old wooden box from under the bed.

I opened the box carefully, looked at the objects inside, reached out and slowly touched them one by one, and couldn't help but sigh a little.

"I thought that in the future, ....... I don't need you anymore!"

Father Zhao carefully took out the stethoscope inside, wiped it carefully with a soft cloth, and slowly wiped away the slightly rusty stains, but there was a hot teardrop in his eyes that fell on the stethoscope, rippling a subtle streamer.

Reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and put the cleaned stethoscope back in the box.

Then he picked up a simple silver-white box inside, opened it carefully, and on the yellowed white cloth inside, there were dozens of silver needles of length and size.

Looking at these silver needles, Zhao's father's hands trembled slightly, and the hot tears in his eyes rolled down.

The hundred-year-old Zhao family, the great-grandfather relied on this box of silver needles to gradually become famous, and only then did he gain a firm foothold in Star City, where there are many doctors.

In the next few decades, Western medicine took the lead, and Zhao relied on this unique silver needle method to stand out among the gradually declining Chinese medicine doctors and stand tall in Star City.

Drops of hot tears dripped down the needle box, dripping on the silver needle.

Tears rolled down and penetrated between the overlapping silver needles, so that on the silver needles, there was gradually a faint streamer emerging, swimming and flowing, but no one noticed.

Only on the wall of the room, a mark seemed to be attracted by the streamer, and at this moment it was emitting a slight golden light, which was pulling and rolling with the streamer, and finally sprinkled behind the silver needle, making the silver needle streamer slightly stronger by two points.

"Lao Zhao, what are you going to do again?"

Zhao's mother's voice came from outside the door, Zhao's father quickly reached out and wiped his tears, covered the silver needle in his hand, got up and said with a smile: "I'm cleaning things!"

"Oh...... You prepare the incense that Xiaoyang left behind, and Xiaoguang and I will come over immediately!"

"Okay!"

Father Zhao put the silver needle box away, took out another box from the bedside, and responded with a smile: "This incense seems to be really good, I lit one yesterday, not only slept well, but also felt that people are quite energetic today!"

"That's, don't you want to know who did it? This is your son, the Awakened One!" Zhao's mother said proudly.

"Hey, be quiet, be quiet, for fear that others won't know?" Father Zhao hurriedly reminded.

"Oops, got it, got it!"

Mother Zhao and Zhao Guang walked into the room, Mother Zhao pointed to the small table next to her, and said, "Xiaoguang, you just happened to be doing your homework here, I knit sweaters, and Lao Zhao will read!"

While speaking, Zhao's mother closed the door and window tightly, and said to Zhao's father, "Have you done it?"

"That's it!"

Father Zhao opened the box in his hand, and there were a few thin incense sticks lying inside.

He carefully drew one from the inside, lit it with a match, and stuck it in the incense stick in the middle of the room, and watched as the faint smoke began to rise, and then sat down on the head of the bed.

"It smells so good!"

"yes, it smells so good......."

Zhao Guang, who was doing his homework at the desk on the side, took two breaths gently, smelled the faint fragrance, and felt that his head was instantly clearer.

Looking at the title in the notebook, his eyes became more and more focused, and he gradually wrote like a god.......

Father Zhao reached out and picked up the silver needle box placed at the head of the bed, sighed and opened it, reached out and took out the silver needles inside one by one, and carefully checked it.

This is a silver needle that has been inherited by the Zhao family for hundreds of years, and it has been used in his hands for many years, but he has not taken it out for several years, so he dare not have any damage.

Father Zhao took the silver needle to the window, and carefully wiped it with emotion, and the streamer on the silver needle, with the wiping of his fingers, gradually merged with him.......

Early in the morning of the second day, Zhao's father, who was radiant, changed into a shirt that had been carefully ironed by Zhao's mother yesterday, and went to the same hall in Nancheng with a letter of introduction.

The same church, one of the best private clinics in Johor Bahru, or private hospitals.

The owner, Tong Cuisheng, is not only a skilled medical officer and has a high reputation, but also serves as the deputy director and standing committee member of the medical committee of Johor Bahru City.

If this person can be recognized, this medical certificate is naturally not a big problem.

As you went, you could see the scenery on both sides, and the mule carts that came and went, and the bicycles, the steam buses, and the many ragged beggars on both sides.

Zhao's father was also a little embarrassed, although he had been recovering from his injuries for almost a month, he had been paralyzed shortly after the cataclysm.

A huge new mountain city has completely changed in recent years, from a small mountain town to a large city with a population of one million.

This month, I have become familiar with the West City, and I have only been to the South City once.

Seeing these scenes at this moment, I sighed.

In the past few years, he has been lying in bed unable to move, and he has almost relied on his wife to support the family, although it is not easy.

But looking at those beggars who dragged their children and daughters, they could really feel the suffering of their wives in the past few years.

"Yuping, don't worry, I will definitely get a doctor's certificate as soon as possible, at least I won't drag you and the child down anymore!"

Gritting his teeth secretly, Father Zhao strode towards the same signboard that had already appeared in front of him.