Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Yan Wanqing studied Chinese medicine and likes it very much.

Hearing someone discuss Chinese medicine, she couldn't help but want to step forward to defend Chinese medicine.

And the doctor's curiosity made her want to know about their son's illness.

Yan Wanqing thought so, and did the same.

"Hi, I'm Yan Wanqing."

The couple looked at Yan Wanqing puzzled, "Excuse me..."

Yan Wanqing put her hands on her knees, her slender back was straight, "I'm sorry to bother you, I just passed by and heard the two talking about your son's condition. I'm a Chinese medicine doctor, and I want to know about his condition."

Met a Chinese medicine doctor on the train?

Or a little girl who looks immature?
Although the couple thought it was funny, they didn't laugh at Yan Wanqing face to face, and still maintained their good upbringing.

"Little girl, how many patients have you cured?"

Yan Wanqing said: "I recently cured an asthma patient and an epilepsy patient."

"What about before?"

Before?

In the past, people from all over the world came to Yan Wanqing for medical treatment. During her career in Chinese medicine, she couldn't count how many patients she had treated.

Yan Wanqing pondered for a moment, "Too many to count."

The couple looked at Yan Wanqing as if they were looking at a charlatan.

How old was she to heal countless patients?
"Little girl, we understand that you have good intentions, but my son is in good condition in the hospital, so I don't want to consider traditional Chinese medicine."

Yan Wanqing knew that they didn't believe him.

Chinese medicine pays attention to medical relationship.

Their disbelief in her could only mean that they were destined for each other, or that the time hadn't come yet.

Yan Wanqing stood up, "I wish your son a speedy recovery."

She had a hunch that she and the couple would meet for the second time.

Looking at Yan Wanqing's slender back, the couple shook their heads helplessly, "Such a young girl has learned to be deceitful."

"She does have a convincing face." The woman sighed.

Because she almost wanted to ask Yan Wanqing to try to treat her son.

But her husband stopped her in time.

The man put his arms around his wife's shoulders and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, my old friend is the director of Haishi No. [-] Hospital, and he can definitely find a way for us."

"Ah."

There was hope in the woman's eyes.

……

"Wanqing, why did it take you so long to come back from the bathroom?"

When Yan Wanqing walked halfway, she saw Chen Molin who hurriedly came out to look for her.

"When I met the family members of the patient, I chatted with them."

"Do you want to treat patients?"

Yan Wanqing shook her head, "They don't believe me."

"What?" Chen Molin's eyes widened, she rolled up her sleeves and walked over there, "No, I have to talk to them, why don't I believe you, and tell them what a loss it is to miss you, a genius doctor?"

Yan Wanqing stopped her, "This kind of thing depends on fate."

"But they can't believe you!"

Yan Wanqing couldn't help laughing. She looked at Chen Molin who was thinking of her wholeheartedly, her heart was warm, and she stroked her back to comfort her, "Missing me is their loss, not mine."

"Yes."

Chen Molin was not very angry when she understood this.

She curled her lips, pulled Yan Wanqing, and hummed: "Let them regret it!"

When getting off the train, Yan Wanqing saw the couple again.

She smiled and nodded towards them, and left with Chen Fangting and his wife.

The woman frowned, "Husband, why do I feel like I missed her and we will regret it?"

The man took her into his arms, "This is the brilliance of a charlatan, don't be fooled by her."

The woman was anxious, and when she heard what her husband said, she suppressed it abruptly.

She looked around, "Didn't your friend say he came to pick us up, why hasn't he come yet?"

The man looked around and caught a glimpse of a tall man in a turtleneck over a black coat.

He is very handsome, although the years have left him with vicissitudes, but he has added the taste of a mature man.

He waved his hands happily and shouted, "Yan Jing."

When Yan Wanqing heard this voice, her footsteps suddenly stopped, her whole body remained motionless as if frozen.

Yan Jing...

This is a name engraved on her heart.

Chen Fangting walked halfway and found that Yan Wanqing hadn't followed. When he turned his head, he found the little girl standing where she was, her red eyes seemed to be holding back tears.

He turned around and walked quickly to Yan Wanqing's side, "Wanqing, what's wrong with you, have you been wronged?"

Miao Yanhong was also very worried, "Wanqing, are you upset that your godfather and godmother left too fast?"

Yan Wanqing shook her head, "Godfather and godmother, it's not your problem, I just heard a familiar name and suddenly felt a little sad."

Chen Fangting breathed a sigh of relief, "You don't have to be wronged, whose name have you heard?"

Yan Wanqing didn't speak, she glanced back at the direction of the voice.

With just one glance, it was as if Yan Wanqing's heart had been grabbed by an invisible hand, the pain was so painful that she was about to faint.

It turned out that that person was Yan Jing, the man my mother loved with her life.

When Yan Jing saw his old friends, before he walked towards them, his gaze was involuntarily drawn, and he looked forward to the right.

He saw the delicate figure in the crowd at a glance.

Her back, the glimpse of her when she turned her head, and her long black and beautiful hair all resembled the woman in his deepest memories.

She rushed into the crowd, and Yan Jing wanted to chase subconsciously, but just as he raised his foot, a big hand grabbed his arm.

"Yan Jing, the two of us are here, where are you going?"

"I……"

Yan Jing looked at his old friend, and then at the direction just now. There was no such beautiful figure there.

He rubbed his eyes, doubting that it was just his illusion.

"Yan Jing, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing to see."

Yan Jing pulled his lips far-fetchedly, "Aren't you two tired after taking the train for so long, go to my house to rest for two days first!"

"The two of us don't want to rest now. We just want to make sure whether your hospital can treat my son's illness."

"Okay then, let's go to the hospital first."

Yan Jing drove here.

"I added a minor operation temporarily, so I came a little late. You two didn't wait long, did you?"

"We've only just gotten off the train for a while."

Gao Xincheng suddenly remembered, "Yan Jing, I heard that you brought your daughter back from the countryside some time ago, is it true?"

Thinking of his daughter, Yan Jing's lips curled up in a happy arc, and he nodded, "It's true."

"I remember you have a son, where's the daughter?"

He and Yan Jing are good brothers who grew up bare buttocks. When they were young, they went to the mountains and countryside together, but they went south and north.

Later, when he returned to the city, he did not take the college entrance examination, but chose to go into business.

Counting the two of them, they haven't seen each other for nearly 20 years. He indirectly heard that Yan Jing got married and gave birth to a son, but he never heard that he had a daughter.