Rebirth Seventy Little Spicy Daughter-in-law

Sheng Anning got up late again, and Zhou Shixun used all the small balloons given out by women recently last night, and told her to come back in the afternoon to get some.

Standing up with a flushed face, a sore back and a sore back, I washed up, grabbed a bun and hurried out.

Zhou Shixun and his three children had already gone to school, and even Mu Xiaowan didn't wait for her, which showed how late it was.

I ran all the way to school. When I got to school, I felt that my legs were no longer my own and the pain was unbearable. I gritted my teeth and ran to the classroom in one breath, entering the classroom almost at the same time as the teacher.

After sitting down, I quickly took out my textbook and went to class without taking care of my breathing.

I was complaining crazily in my heart, I can't tease Zhou Shixun like this anymore, they are an old couple, why didn't they tease her like a wolf, gnawing on her all night?

While I was furiously voicing my complaints, I heard the teacher say that the students of their class will go to the hospital for rotational study and observation in the next month, and then return to the school system to study.

Maybe it was to catch up on the schedule and make up for the wasted time of the past ten years, or maybe it was because the hospital was short of doctors, so Sheng Anning and the others had been very nervous in their courses.

Sheng Anning was a little excited and signed up for brain surgery without even thinking about it.

The teachers were a little surprised. Most of the students transferred from emergency department to surgery, internal medicine and pediatrics in order to have a solid study. After all, many students have to return to their hometowns after graduation. In small local hospitals, the departments are not so detailed.

So a doctor should know a little bit about everything, but Sheng Anning was the only one who found it so difficult to choose.

"Sheng Anning, are you sure?"

Sheng Anning stood up and nodded: "Sure, teacher, I think I have a pretty good grasp on stripping the brains of frogs and rabbits, so I want to study brain surgery."

The teacher thought about it, Sheng Anning is indeed talented in hands-on operations, and her hands are steadier than some teachers. Despite her young age, she has a very calm personality when doing experiments.

Finally, Sheng Anning was agreed to study brain surgery.

After Sheng Anning sat down, she exhaled. This was good news. She needed a chance to become famous now, so that she could operate on patients openly.

Thinking about it makes me a little excited, and my hand that hasn't held a scalpel for a long time is trembling.

After class, Han Xuemei came over and sat next to Sheng Anning: "Why did you choose to have brain surgery? I heard that brain surgery is very hard and requires great skills, but your skills should be fine and your hands won't shake every time.

, unlike me, I still can’t do sutures well.”

Sheng Anning comforted her: "It's okay, just practice more and it will be fine. If you have nothing to do, get a piece of pig skin to practice, or buy a pig's trotter to practice."

Han Xuemei couldn't bear to buy these things to practice her skills: "It would be too much of a waste of meat. Forget it, I'll practice on cloth."

Sheng Anning shook his head: "The feel is different. No matter how good your sewing skills are, you still can't feel it when you suture wounds. It's best to use pig's trotters. You can practice and then take the pig's hooves to the cafeteria.

Processed and eaten.”

Han Xuemei hesitated for a moment: "I'll think about it again. To be honest, I'm still a little reluctant to let go."

Sheng Anning had no choice but to say it. After all, when she practiced her craft, she used hundreds if not thousands of pig's trotters, and she dissected countless toads and frogs.

The main reason is that there is a laboratory at home, and every time Sheng Chengan goes to see her, he always suspects that she is working on some kind of murder scene.

After school ended at noon, Sheng Anning was surprised that Mr. Cheng came to see her.

Sheng Anning walked over in surprise: "Grandpa, why are you here?"

Mr. Cheng looked at Sheng Anning with loving eyes: "Yesterday, An An didn't say that my great-grandpa didn't bring a gift. I went to buy it early this morning. I thought they were not at home, so I brought it to you."

Then he took out a palm-sized red velvet bag from his pocket and handed it to Sheng An Ning: "Take it, see if the little girl likes it. He was also told that An An is really a bit like you when you were a child, smart and clever. If your grandma were

I will definitely be happy to see it."

Sheng Anning took it and looked at the red velvet bag with the words "The World's Most Gold" written in yellow pen. She could guess that it should be a child's gold bracelet or something.

"Grandpa, this is too expensive, I can't have it."

Mr. Cheng glared at her: "It's not for you. If you can ask for anything, just take it quickly. You haven't had lunch yet? Let's go and take grandpa to try the food in your school."

Sheng Anning was not polite and asked Mr. Cheng to wait for a while. She ran back to pick up the spare lunch box from the desk drawer and took the old man to the cafeteria.

There are two dishes in the cafeteria at noon, one is stewed with fat meat and potatoes, a few slices of fat meat, basically potato pieces, and one is roasted eggplant, of course it is roasted eggplant with very little oil.

Sheng Anning ordered a portion of the same dish and three steamed buns, and found an empty seat with Mr. Cheng to sit down.

Mr. Cheng still thinks that the food at Sheng'an Ning School is not bad. After all, there are meat dishes and white flour steamed buns: "Is your monthly subsidy enough?"

Sheng Anning nodded quickly: "It's enough to eat, but I often can't finish it. I sometimes bring food from home, but after my mother-in-law died, no one prepared food for me."

I didn't want to mention it at first, but something happened out of nowhere.

Mr. Cheng paused with the chopsticks in his hand: "Your mother-in-law passed away?"

Sheng Anning didn't expect that Mr. Cheng didn't know: "Yes, I left in June."

Mr. Cheng frowned, but did not comment: "Can you keep up in class? I never expected that you had such good grades, and you were admitted to the Beijing Medical University with first place."

When the results came out, he was shocked.

Sheng Anning didn't know whether her grandfather was avoiding the topic on purpose, or simply because he wasn't familiar with Zhong Wenqing, so he didn't want to talk about it? He still answered seriously: "Fortunately, I have classes here, and the progress of the course is quite fast. I work hard.

I can keep up. And the notes my grandma left behind are very useful. I studied them when I had nothing to do and learned a lot."

When Mr. Cheng mentioned his wife, his eyes became a little gentler: "Your grandma is a very good doctor and has great medical skills. If she knew that you also studied medicine, she would definitely be very pleased."

Sheng Anning's memory of the original owner has become less and less, and there is no trace of her grandmother in her memory.

However, we can also know from the letters that she was a very independent and intelligent woman, and she had very high attainments in medicine. It was a pity that she passed away too early.

After eating, Sheng Anning took Mr. Cheng around the campus before sending him to the school gate. A special car was waiting outside the school gate.

Before Mr. Cheng got in the car, he suddenly said: "If I had known that Zhou Shixun was Zhou Shuanglu's grandson, I wouldn't have let you marry him at all."