153 Father and Son Talk
Although Mei Niang had her doubts in her heart, she still smiled and sent her husband out after breakfast the next day.
Sun Hongyu was worried about Changsheng driving the car, so he sat in the front. Wan Changsheng also sat next to him and told him about his concerns.
Sun Hongyu rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are usually a straightforward person, why do you think so much? Mei Niang is your wife now, and the one she is pregnant with is your child. Ping An is in the back hall today, just talk to him directly, and after you ask him, it will not be your business in the future."
Wan Changsheng's nose was sour: "Uncle, I will talk to Ping An later. I can't bear to leave him, and I feel guilty. That man lost his parents in an accident, and also lost his wife and children. He is really pitiful.
But I couldn't bear to let Ping An go. That child seemed to be the child born in my heart. I fell in love with him at first sight. You don't know, such a young child talked to me seriously, and I agreed with everything he said. "
Wan Changsheng couldn't help crying softly.
Sun Hongyu stopped the car. Who says it's not true? Some people are just destined to be together, like him and Changsheng. He really likes Changsheng. When the general let him go home last year, the first person he thought of was him, so he took the initiative to contact his cousin.
Otherwise, why would he go to Jiao County? Where couldn't he practice medicine?
Facts have proved that he came to the right place. Although he almost got into danger on the way, he was saved by Changsheng and taken home. The couple regarded him as an elder and respected him very much. Now he also taught Changsheng medicine, adding another layer of master-disciple relationship.
He is satisfied with everything at present, so sometimes people should try their best to get what they like and want so as not to regret it in the future.
"Don't cry, it's not good for the child to see this. Talk to him. Ping An is different from other eight-year-olds. He is very smart and has his own judgment. Changsheng, don't think too much. It's useless. Go for what you like so that you won't regret it in the future.
Chang Chunfeng is pitiful, but things have come to this point and there is no way to turn back. He is still young and will get married again. Can you be sure that his future wife will be good to Ping An? You can, right? Besides, you are not stopping Ping An from recognizing him. "
Wan Changsheng raised his head and said, "Of course I will treat him well. No matter if I have a son in the future or not, he is still my eldest son."
Sun Hongyu drove the mule cart straight to the medical clinic again. This was the right thing to do. Crying was useless.
Ping'an was studying alone in the backyard. His teacher assigned him a lot of homework, and he also had to copy books.
My husband went out to do some work early in the morning. He will go home directly after he is done. It is not certain whether he can return to the valley tomorrow.
"Ping An, are you free now?"
"Dad, come in and sit down. You are free. The master is out busy."
Wan Changsheng hurried over and sat down. It was just right that Mr. Sun was not there.
"Ping An, I had some thoughts when I got home last night. I have been feeling unsettled, so I wanted to ask you."
"Dad, go ahead." Ping'an made a cup of tea and handed it to his father.
"Ping An, I truly regard you as my own son. When I heard about this yesterday, the first thing I thought of was whether I could keep you. I was so excited that you were willing to live with us.
But I am afraid that you will regret it in the future. You are still young now, and your father is already a scholar, and he may even be an official in the future. Even if I study medicine with your grandpa Sun, I can only be a doctor at most, and you can never be a young master or a prince. "
Ping An smiled gently: "Dad, you really worry too much. Since I am willing to stay, I will not regret it in the future. Young master and son are nothing. I can earn it myself in the future. You will also be a master and an old man in the future. Dad, believe me."
Wan Changsheng smiled and said, "Master" and "Old Grandpa".
"Okay, I'll wait to be the old master, and then you can be the master."
"Dad, you should study medicine with Grandpa Sun. It's actually very good to be a doctor. In the future, we can also open a Wanjia Medical Clinic. It would be great if you can be both a doctor and the owner."
Wan Changsheng smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to my son. I'll go to the front hall to take care of myself. You study hard."
Ping'an saw his father off in a better mood and closed the door. The teacher said he would not come that day, so he planned to copy medical books.
He planned to make two copies of the medical book, one for his master and one for himself and his son to use, but his father could not use his medical skills yet.
Medical books are not thin and have many illustrations. You also need to use good ink, as charcoal pencils are convenient but cannot last long.
This would take a lot of effort. Unlike the "Treading Snow Heart Sutra", the one given to Xiao Wu only took him two nights. He also planned to copy another copy of the book for himself. It would have been best to keep it in a wooden box, as it would be a pity if it was damaged.
He also skimmed through the medical book and the more he read, the more shocked he became. There were many complicated medical cases in the book, as well as corresponding prescriptions. There were quite a few prescriptions, and each one was simply amazing.
He could now imagine that if his master saw this book, he would probably cry. His master was a real medical nerd, but a medical nerd also had to take care of many trivial matters in Baicao Hall.
There are even a lot of modern medicine in the medical book, such as cesarean section for fertilization and the production process of catgut. You know, Taoist Hu has been dead for 30 years, and it is still unknown when this book came out.
It's simply breathtaking.
This copying took him half a day. As the sun was high in the sky and it was almost time for lunch, he put away the book and put it in the compartment of his backpack. He planned to continue copying in the afternoon and evening.
Copying books is also the best way to study. He has a good memory and can remember most of it after copying it once. Copying it twice is basically the same as learning most of it.
"It's time to eat, Ping An."
Ping An opened the door, "Dad, have you brought the food? Where's Grandpa Sun? It's not convenient for me to go out to look for him. It would be bad if the people who delivered medicine to the village saw us."
"No need to look for him, he's eating in the restaurant, he might come over to see you later."
Ping An nodded. The relationship between Grandpa Sun and his father was almost like that of father and son. He respected him very much, but they did not spend much time together, so it was hard to say that they had a very close relationship.
But he is indeed a very good person.
The food in Baicaotang is not bad. There are two dishes for lunch, one meat and one vegetable, and two kinds of rice.
"Ping An, a patient just came in. He was treated at Wanhuatang before. There are ulcers coming out of many parts of his body. They are about to rot."
"What's wrong? Did something grow on you?"
"No, I was accidentally scalded by boiling water. I bought some burn medicine at Wanhuatang, but it didn't work very well. It's getting worse, so I was scared and hurried over here. Your grandpa Sun is an expert on these injuries. Even Shopkeeper Yige didn't want to take over, but your grandpa Sun took it anyway.
It is spring now. If it were summer, he might not be able to save his life. However, Manager Ge asked the man’s family to sign, so it is better to keep it safe.”
Ping An certainly agrees with this. There are many medical disputes in modern times. Not only do the hospitals suffer financial losses, but their reputation is ruined.
Of course, hospitals are not innocent sometimes.
The father and son were talking about things in the clinic while eating. If Mei Niang were here, she would definitely frown. How could she eat while talking about these things?
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