Mr. Qin, Please Advise Me

Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang looked at each other in astonishment, picked up the flower pot again, and planned to put it by the window. Now he doesn't know what kind of herb this is, and it's always a little uneasy to put it on the head of the bed. It's better for them to be adults, but Xiaoning is still young, so it would be bad if she was hurt in any way.

Just picked up the flower pot, "Wow!" The little baby on the bed cried again.

"What's going on? Why is Xiaoning crying again? Could it be that something is uncomfortable?" Yang Lisheng put down the flower pot and looked at the little baby on the bed worriedly.

Li Meixiang stepped forward, reached out and touched Song Yanning's forehead, "No fever, huh? Stop crying. This child doesn't like this pot of herbs and doesn't want you to move it until you cry."

"Probably not." Yang Lisheng shook his head, thinking it was unlikely. Xiao Ning is so young and has no thoughts, how can she know whether she likes it or not.

"Why don't you try again." Li Meixiang looked at Yang Lisheng.

Yang Lisheng nodded and moved the flowerpot again.

Song Yanning had the urge to roll her eyes, helplessly sighed in her heart, and burst into tears again. She didn't want to cry either, but she needed this pot of Zi Yi Ye, and now she can only resort to this only trick.

Seeing Song Yanning crying again, Yang Lisheng had a look of surprise in his eyes. He put down the flower pot in his hand and looked at Song Yanning on the bed. He still thought it was just a coincidence.

Seeing Song Yanning sobbing a few times, she gradually stopped crying.

"It seems that it really has something to do with this pot of herbs. Maybe the smell of this pot of herbs can make Xiaoning feel at ease, old man, you can put it here." Li Meixiang said. Once is a coincidence, twice or three times is not a coincidence.

Yang Lisheng nodded, took Song Yanning's hand, and took her pulse. After confirming that she wasn't sick, he felt relieved, "I'll go and find out if there is any information on this herb."

"Okay." Li Meixiang smiled and nodded, looking at Song Yanning's eyes full of doting. This kid is really smart, he knows how to fight for what he wants at such a young age.

Song Yanning felt relieved when she saw that Yang Lisheng would no longer move Zi Yiye away, yawned, and slowly closed her eyes. The baby's physical strength is weak, and after crying so many times, she feels a little tired.

The morning sunlight came in from the window, Qin Yushen opened his eyes, checked the time, and sat up. When he came back from the hospital that day, his mother told him that he was going to see the little sister of the Song family today. He didn't know why, he liked that little sister very much and hoped to see her again.

After getting dressed, Qin Yushen came downstairs and saw his parents sitting on the sofa chatting, "Dad! Mom!"

"Yu Shen, you have breakfast first. Mom has something to tell you later." Liu Shanyue said. She originally planned to visit Xin'er and her daughter at the Song family today, but she just found out that the Song family sent the little guy to the countryside. That child is ugly, but after all she is so young, how can they bear it? So she gave up the idea of ​​going to Song's house. However, she had promised Yushen before, so she had to tell Yushen about this.

After Qin Yushen finished breakfast, he came to Liu Shanyue and sat down, waiting for her to speak.

Liu Shanyue put down the cup in her hand and looked at Qin Yushen, "Yushen, that little sister was sent away, and mother won't take you to Song's house today."

"Why send it away?" Qin Yushen looked at Liu Shanyue with a puzzled look on his face. He liked the little sister very much, liked the way she held his fingers in her little hands.

"You will know later." Liu Shanyue reached out and rubbed Qin Yushen's head. She didn't want Yu Shen to know the reason, because it was the selfishness of adults.

"Then will I never see that little sister again?" Qin Yushen didn't understand why he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

"Maybe we will meet again." Liu Shanyue looked at Qin Yushen with a smile.

"Well." Qin Yushen nodded. There was a trace of expectation in his heart, and he looked forward to seeing that little sister again one day.

Wildflowers are scattered all over the mountains and fields, escaping the refreshing fragrance of flowers, the trees are lush, the birds are singing cheerfully on the trees, and the atmosphere is full of nature everywhere.

On the trail in the mountains, two figures, one big and one small, were walking slowly.

Yang Lisheng stopped and looked at Song Yanning beside him, "Xiao Ning, are you tired?" He really likes this granddaughter to the extreme. She can read at one year old, and can already recognize several words at three years old. Hundreds of herbs are available, and she has read all his medical books at the age of five. Although she is only seven years old now, her medical skills are no worse than his, and she is a real child prodigy.

It's just that Xiaoning is about to go to primary school. He also called Xiner and Yufeng, and heard what they meant that he did not plan to pick Xiaoning back.

Looking at the well-behaved, smart and sensible granddaughter, Yang Lisheng sighed helplessly. Even if Xin'er and the Song family did not plan to take Xiao Ning back, he would give Xiao Ning the best education. He believed that Xiao Ning was definitely better than her two older sisters and younger brother.

"I'm not tired, Grandpa, let's go there and have a look." Song Yanning pointed to the front, she could smell the smell of ginseng there. She has been following her grandfather to the mountains to collect medicine since she was five years old. At first, her grandfather and grandmother did not agree. She stalked her for several days before her grandfather and grandmother reluctantly agreed.

In the past two years, she has also found several first-class spirit grasses on the mountain, but those spirit grasses are not very helpful to her, and now she can only be regarded as a martial artist.

"Okay!" Yang Lisheng nodded with a smile, took Song Yanning's hand and walked forward. His granddaughter is naturally sensitive to the smell of herbs and can always find some herbs that are not very common. Even he had to accept this, it seemed that she was born to study medicine.

Song Yanning stopped, squatted down, stretched out her hand to push away the grass, and saw that there was indeed a ginseng plant, "Grandpa, look, it's a ginseng plant."

"This ginseng is quite old. My grandfather dug it out." Yang Lisheng took the bamboo basket on his back and put it aside, took out a small shovel, walked to the ginseng and squatted down to start digging the ginseng. Digging ginseng is not just digging, it requires skills.

Song Yanning waited obediently. She has already smelled it, and there is only this ginseng here.

After a long while, Yang Lisheng finally dug out the whole ginseng plant, and happily handed the ginseng to Song Yanning, "Look, Xiao Ning, this ginseng plant is at least a hundred or two hundred years old." Over the years, ginseng has been harvested once or twice, but 100-year-old ginseng is extremely rare.