60s: Petite Wife

Han Shibai's words seemed to hit the old man a lot. Since that day, the old man has been silent a lot. He often locks himself in the room in a daze, and the family is very worried.

Fortunately, there are two happy babies, Yuanyuanzhuangzhuang. The old man has only been decadent for a few days, and soon he is full of energy. He still keeps his grandson every day, brags and farts with the old comrades in the compound, and sees familiar faces. The old man came back, and everyone was relieved.

Getting used to a roaring tiger, suddenly turned into a quiet sick cat, it's really uncomfortable!

Shen Jiao copied down the remnants of Ma Fei San and the test notes of the unknown doctor, and handed it over to Dong Fangzheng. Dong Fangzheng and Guan Yue made no progress in researching Ma Fei San during this period of time. Shen Jiao's prescription fell from the sky.

Dong Fangzheng was nibbling on the leek box, took the prescription casually, and muttered, "What is it? Don't use random things to waste Lao Tzu's time."

Shen Jiao smiled and said, "You'll know it if you see it. Anyway, it's a good thing, you must like it!"

Dong Fangzheng snorted. It wasn't made of gold. Where could the old man like him?

However, he still gave his apprentice face. With a flick of his hand, the paper was spread out, and the first three characters in the row jumped out. Dong Fangzheng's pupils shrank, his breathing stagnated, and there was a 'bang'—

Half of the leek box in my mouth fell off.

Dong Fangzheng didn't care about the leek box on the ground, and read excitedly: "Mandala, raw grass black, and fragrant angelica are right, this is the formula of Mafei San, no wonder Xiaoguan and I have no clue, and we have made a few wrong medicines. !"

Speaking of which, the old man stood up in a swish, and ran away like a gust of wind. Shen Jiao hurriedly trotted after him, not knowing why the old man was mad!

Dong Fangzheng went straight to Guan Yue's office. It was lunch break now. The corridors of the hospital were silent. The door of Guan Yue's office was closed, so he should be taking a nap.

"Little pipe, good news!"

Dong Fangzheng's round body slammed straight into the door, with a bang, how could the fragile door withstand such ravages, the lock was broken, and the door opened wide.

The two of us in the room were like frightened birds, popping out a foot away. Han Qili blushed like boiled shrimp, covered her face and ran out in a gust of wind.

Guan Yue sighed regretfully, he just kissed his little mouth, and he hasn't had enough fun yet!

"What's the matter? Let the fart go!" Guan Yue roared impatiently.

Tomorrow, I'm going to change the big lock, and see how this fat old man can break it open?

The elated Dong Fangzheng didn't bother to mind this guy's attitude, so he handed over the crippled party in his hand and pouted: "Look, isn't it more enjoyable than kissing your little daughter-in-law?"

Guan Yue said angrily, "Which old lady did you write a love letter to?"

The corners of Shen Jiao's mouth twitched, looking at what she said, half a catty is really right for eight taels!

Dong Fangzheng rolled his eyes and said, "You like old ladies, look at the tricks and see clearly!"

Guan Yue shook off the paper and straightened his body abruptly, just like Dong Fangzheng's previous reaction. He looked at Dong Fangzheng ecstatically: "Where did it come from?"

Dong Fangzheng pointed at Shen Jiao, extremely proud: "My apprentice is filial."

Shen Jiao smiled and said, "I got it by accident, it's not of great use to me, it can only be of great use in the hands of Master and Doctor Guan!"

Dong Fangzheng shook his fat chin and snorted a few times with pride, but that's all, who is so talented and extremely smart?

It's just this boy who can compare, but unfortunately he is a lover of children. He just wants to talk about love. He is not good at this old man. Where can a beauty feel comfortable with gold?

Guan Yue appreciates Shen Jiao's non-confidence. Although Huaxia has a long history and many magnificent cultural heritages, the Chinese people's thinking is too conservative, especially in the field of technology, which is almost closed.

You don't learn from my family, and I don't learn from your family. This is also the main reason why so many ancient recipes are lost!

If everyone could hand over the recipes in their hands like Shen Jiao did, how could it still be lost if more people learned it!

And this is also more conducive to brainstorming and improving, which is only good for the development of Chinese medicine, but unfortunately, there are too few Chinese people with this kind of consciousness, and everyone sees their own things like eyeballs , even the masters and disciples have to keep a hand!

After Guan Yue and Dong Fangzheng got this remnant of the recipe, they acted like devils and would get together to do experiments whenever they had time. That's why Han Qili brought back a half-dead rabbit every day for the past few days and let Shen Jiao get it. Snack.

According to Han Qili, these rabbits were used for experiments by Guan Yue and Dong Fangzheng. The experiment failed, and the rabbits were left half-dead. Following the principle of not wasting, they were cooked and eaten.

Time flies very fast, the weather in Nanping is slowly getting warmer, and the flowers in the flower beds of the compound are all blooming, and the spring is here ahead of schedule.

The wedding of Han Qili and Guan Yue was held in this beautiful early spring, and it was very lively~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Han Shibai and Jin Yuqin didn't attend, but Han Shibai asked Mrs. Jin to send a red envelope with 20 dollars.

Jin Yuqin didn't say anything at all. Mrs. Jin said she was sick, but who knows if she was really sick or had a heart attack?

Just after Han Qili's wedding was over, Shen Jiao and the others were going back to Dongping. There was less than a week left until the holiday. It would take two or three days to travel on the road. After returning, they had to prepare for Han Qixiu's promotion. They were in a hurry!

On the day he left, Mr. Han felt extremely uncomfortable. Looking at Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang was like parting from life and death, and he refused to let go.

"Grandpa, why don't you go to Dongping with us?"

Shen Jiao really couldn't see it, Zhuang Zhuang's face was covered with the old man's saliva, and her little face was almost swollen, is there anything?

Mr. Han sighed regretfully. Why didn't he want to follow the life of succumbing to his grandson?

But now the situation is so tense, he has to stabilize Nanping for Qi Xiu, and he must not let others take away the territory of his Han family!

Of course Han Qixiu knew the old man's scruples and assured him: "When the war is over, our Han family will be as stable as Mount Tai, and grandpa can go wherever he wants!"

Old Man Han smiled gratified, patted Han Qixiu on the shoulder, and said loudly, "Then I'll wait!"

Shen Jiao's ears perked up, war?

What war?

Thinking of the overloaded training in the military camp for the past two years, and the tense atmosphere, Shen Jiao's heart sank to the bottom, is she really going to fight?

Fighting means that Han Qixiu is going to go to war. There are no guns and swords on the battlefield. Who can guarantee that he will come back with all his tails?

Shen Jiao didn't ask when Han Qixiu would start the battle, but she was thinking about what she should do to ensure the safety of Han Qixiu's life as much as possible!