Almighty Dad: I have so many cute babies

Chapter 326 The best life for a spoiled woman
The marriage certificate was specially given to them by the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The two previous books were stained with a lot of blood during the car accident, making them extremely dirty.

And I lost another copy in the midst of chaos.

Now that it's hard to get a reissued marriage certificate, Han Mo attaches great importance to it.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Zhou Yang smiled fondly, and solemnly put the box in the briefcase he carried with him.

"I still want to practice for a while."

Han Mo felt that the soreness in his legs had improved a lot, and said firmly.

"it is good."

Zhou Yang nodded, and continued to help Han Mo practice walking.

Han Mo's recovery is not bad. If it's just an ordinary patient, he's probably still lying on the bed at this time.

Originally, Han Mo didn't need to practice frequently, but she wanted to recover sooner, so she insisted on walking a certain distance every day.

With Zhou Yang by his side, Han Mo's recovery speed also became faster.

"Can I stop drinking the medicine?"

Han Mo looked at the dark Chinese medicine juice in the thermos, and his face wrinkled together.

She pouted her lips and looked at Zhou Yang pitifully.

"No, you have to drink this medicine for half a month."

Zhou Yang refused her request without hesitation.

Han Mo was discouraged, and said aggrievedly: "Then why can't we make sweeter traditional Chinese medicine?"

She was about to throw up at the smell.

Zhou Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Chinese medicines are all bitter, so there are no sweet herbs."

"Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease. Drink this and you will get well sooner."

He rubbed Han Mo's soft hair amusedly, "Hey, drink it quickly, it will be more bitter when it's cold."

Han Mo pouted and turned his head unconvinced.

"I don't drink."

She almost vomited just by smelling it, so she didn't want to drink it.

Zhou Yang's eyes showed a hint of helplessness, and he said, "Then how can you be willing to drink?"

"Um……"

Han Mo rolled his eyes, turned around and grabbed Zhou Yang's clothes.

"You promise me one request, and I'll drink it."

She raised her head and discussed this topic with Zhou Yang seriously.

It was the idea.

Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows, and pretended to be contemplative, "I have to see what you ask before I agree."

"Very simple!"

Han Mo's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Zhou Yang's sleeve and shook it lightly, "You promise to come down first, okay?"

Worried that Zhou Yang would not agree, Han Mo bit her lower lip and asked Zhou Yang to agree with her first.

"Squeamish bag."

With helpless eyes, Zhou Yang nodded amusedly at the tip of her nose.

"I will not agree to excessive demands."

"Not too much!" Han Mo said hastily.

"Go ahead."

Zhou Yang said with a smile.

Han Mo bit her lower lip, looked at Zhou Yang with pleading eyes, and asked cautiously, "Can I have a piece of watermelon?"

Ok?
"eat watermelon?"

Zhou Yang was taken aback.

"Yeah! It's okay to eat watermelon, or not to eat iced ones." Han Mo said eagerly.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter. In addition to the pungent disinfectant, there is also the occasional sweet scent of watermelon in the corridor.

Especially when faced with the dark and smelly traditional Chinese medicine, Han Mo wanted to eat watermelon even more.

But I don't know why, everyone seems to have negotiated, and only give apples and oranges as fruits.

A week passed, and Han Mo didn't see the watermelon.

He thought that Han Mo would request that he didn't want to drink Chinese medicine, but he didn't expect that he just wanted to eat watermelon.

Zhou Yang couldn't laugh or cry.

Funny and at the same time sad.

It was obviously the simplest request, yet she had to put it forward cautiously.

Zhou Yang rubbed her hair and said softly, "Okay, I'll buy it for you right away."

"Really?!"

Han Mo's eyes instantly burst into light.

Zhou Yang smiled fondly, "Really, but you have to drink the medicine first before I buy it for you."

"I'll drink it right away!"

Han Mo was like a child who got a new toy, happily took the Chinese medicine and drank it all in one gulp.

"so bitter."

There was a bitter and sour taste in the mouth, and Han Mo couldn't help sticking out his tongue.

Even though I have drunk so many times, I am still not used to it.

Zhou Yang smiled, "Drink and rinse your mouth first, and I'll buy you watermelon right away."

"it is good!"

Han Mo's eyes were shining, and Zhou Yang was still looking at him reluctantly when he left.

Later, Han Mo discovered that as long as she acted like a baby, Zhou Yang would agree to any request.

So she pestered Zhou Yang every day, asking him to buy her what she wanted to eat.

Every time Zhou Yang saw his wife's pitiful eyes, he couldn't help but soften his heart.

The little request she made was not too much at all, and Zhou Yang agreed to it.

Han Paopao couldn't help complaining, "It really is the best life for a coquettish woman."

This is absolutely true!

……

While Zhou Yang was doing rehabilitation training for Han Mo, he was also busy with Li Yong's daughter.

When Wang Xiong learned that he wanted to treat a girl's scurvy, he sent someone to this hospital immediately without saying a word.

Scurvy, this is another difficult problem that the world has been conquering!
If they could see Zhou Yang's treatment with their own eyes, they would make rapid progress in medicine again!
"Zhou Yang is a good young man who has reached such a height at a young age. If he can be invited to become a national medical lecture expert, it will definitely benefit many students a lot!"

Qi Qin learned about Zhou Yang's treatment plan from the hospital, and after reading his prescription, he felt excited.

Especially when he learned that Zhou Yang was the developer of Stomach Cancer Pill, he couldn't describe his shock!

"The country is recruiting talents. If Zhou Yang can join the committee, he will definitely make outstanding contributions to the medical field!"

This can no longer be measured by value.

Last time he talked with Zhou Yang, he didn't enjoy himself to the fullest. If he could have the opportunity to work with him, it would be an unimaginable blessing!
"Old Qi, we are also discussing this matter, but Mr. Zhou is not interested in these things, and we can't force it."

Such a talent rarely appears in 1000 years.

Wang Xiong sighed and shook his head.

Nowadays, it is difficult to learn Chinese medicine, and many ancient prescriptions and treatment plans have been lost.

As for learning Chinese medicine, it is impossible to learn Chinese medicine without decades of effort.

There are more and more people who know western medicine, but the number of students who learn Chinese medicine is decreasing sharply.

The state also attaches great importance to this issue.

If Zhou Yang can become a professor of medicine, even if he gives a lecture once in a while, more medical students can learn knowledge!
"Is it because your conditions are too low?"

Qi Qin couldn't help but speak.

When Wang Xiong heard this, he smiled wryly, and said, "Old Qi, you also know that our conditions are limited, and there are really not many conditions that can be offered."

"But Mr. Zhou's lack of interest is the most important reason."

He didn't even accept the world's highest medical award, let alone the position of a medical professor.

Zhou Yang doesn't care about fame, and they can't give the simplest benefit.

The income from stomach cancer pills alone is enough to kill a group of medical workers.

(End of this chapter)