After talking for a long time, Song Yaoyao felt dry in the mouth. She picked up the tea that Li Yuanzheng had poured for her before and took a sip. At this moment, Li Yuanzheng knelt down in front of Song Yaoyao with a plop.
Song Yaoyao spat out a mouthful of tea and then started coughing.
Li Yuanzheng didn't expect that he would scare Song Yaoyao, and quickly stood up and apologized:
"Princess Jiahe, I'm sorry, I just wanted to be your disciple, I didn't expect to scare you!"
Song Yaoyao coughed for a long time before she recovered.
Song Yaoyao didn't expect Li Yuanzheng to do this. She waved her hand and said:
"fine."
Li Yuanzheng knelt down again and said:
"Princess Jiahe, please accept me as your disciple."
"Do you really want to learn from me?"
"Um."
"Okay, since you want to learn, I will definitely teach you everything I have learned.
But there is no need to become my disciple. Get up now!"
"That's absolutely not possible. You must accept me as your disciple."
…
Song Yaoyao knew that ancient medicine was passed down through inheritance, and the medical skills were either passed down to one's children and grandchildren, or to one's apprentices. It was impossible for anyone to be willing to teach this without a famous teacher.
Song Yaoyao is the soul of a modern person. She has no such idea at all. As long as someone wants to learn, she will definitely be willing to teach.
Besides, Li Yuanzheng is older than her father. Song Yaoyao doesn't want to have such an old disciple following her in the future. It's embarrassing just thinking about it.
Song Yaoyao asked Li Yuanzheng to stand up. Li Yuanzheng insisted on worshipping Song Yaoyao as his master. At this moment, a young man came in. Seeing this, he quickly bowed to Song Yaoyao:
"Meet Princess Jiahe."
"No need to be polite."
The man looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, and Song Yaoyao didn't know him.
I didn't see this person among the group of doctors outside just now. Where did he come from?
Dean Li seemed to see Song Yaoyao's doubts and said:
"Princess, this is my son. His name is Li Mingyu. He just went to the Imperial Hospital for a checkup. He just came back."
Song Yaoyao nodded.
The man looked at Song Yaoyao, then at the kneeling Li Yuanzheng, and asked:
"Dad, what are you doing?"
When Li Yuanzheng saw his son, he had another idea in his mind. He stood up and said to Li Mingyu:
"Kneel down quickly."
Li Mingyu had no idea what was going on and was startled by Li Yuanzheng's urgent voice.
When Li Mingyu was stunned, he heard Li Yuanzheng say again:
"Kneel down quickly."
The man looked at Li Yuanzheng's anxious expression, and without asking any more questions, he knelt down.
Li Yuanzheng pointed at Li Mingyu and said to Song Yaoyao:
"My Lord, what do you think of my son?
He is very smart. If you don't want to accept him as your disciple, you can accept him.
Princess, what do you think of this proposal? "
Song Yaoyao: This suggestion is not good at all!
Before Song Yaoyao could refuse, Li Mingyu quickly said when he heard about this:
"Princess Jiahe, please accept me. I will definitely study medicine with you."
Although Li Mingyu had not seen Song Yaoyao's surgery with his own eyes, he had seen Peng Xinlei's wounds before and after the surgery.
Although it will take some time to know how Peng Xinlei's recovery is after rehabilitation, Song Yaoyao's superb suturing skills are already amazing enough.
After knowing that it was the work of Princess Jiahe, Li Mingyu had long wanted to learn it.
Ru㫇, how could he miss the opportunity to become a disciple?
There was a lot of noise in the house. Someone came over and asked:
"Li Yuanzheng, are you okay?"
"fine."
"We heard..."
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