After leaving this place, Li Chu got into a car and returned to the hospital.
I went directly to my own reading room in the library.
The three children were all studying diligently here, copying down the lost prescriptions from the Treatise on Febrile Diseases.
Looking at the three of them, Li Chu thought for a moment and then took out three notebooks from his bag and handed them to them.
"These are acupuncture and massage techniques. Take a look first, but don't rush to practice on each other. This is no joke; you must memorize the contents perfectly."
"Understood, Teacher Li."
This time, all three of them, including Li Wenxuan, looked at the notebook in their hands with great excitement.
The semester was almost over, and only then did they officially begin to learn about the real aspects of their major from their advisor.
That's right, their actual major is actually acupuncture and massage under the major of traditional Chinese medicine. The main hospital's medical school only offers this one sub-subject in the major of traditional Chinese medicine.
As for Li Chu taking them to the clinic to treat patients, that should be considered as teaching them more.
Acupuncture and massage may seem simple, but every year quite a few people get into trouble because of them. If not done properly, they can injure or maim patients. So even when teaching them, he is extremely careful.
Duan Jianing couldn't wait to open the notebook. Looking at the neat handwriting inside, her eyes welled up with tears.
This is what makes Li Chu different from other mentors; all the materials that come out of his lab are handwritten with a fountain pen.
Unlike other tutors, the materials they provide to students are mimeographed.
With the current level of mimeographing, you can rub your hand and your hand will be covered in black ink. Moreover, it is not easy to preserve. In just a few years, the writing on the paper will become more and more faint until it disappears completely.
If you take good care of these handwritten notes, it's normal for them to last for decades.
"Jianing, Ziqiang, what are your plans for winter break?"
"Teacher, my junior brother and I have discussed it. We plan to go back on the 25th of the twelfth lunar month this year because the Spring Festival is late."
"Sure, you can discuss it and decide. Just remember to report it to the logistics department."
"yes"
"Alright, study hard. Write down anything you don't understand, and I'll explain it to you all later. Also, whatever you do, don't try acupuncture or massage on your own. If I find out, you'll all have to drop out, including Wenxuan."
A casual remark sent a chill down their spines, and they hurriedly made assurances.
Li Chu didn't care about their current promises, casually waved his hand, and walked out of the reading room.
Wen Hui was also in Ding Qiunan's office. When he went in, the mother and daughter were talking about something, laughing like two foxes.
"Huihui, have you finished all your procedures?"
"It's all done, Dad."
"Okay, then study hard on the books I gave you for the next while. It would be really embarrassing if you failed the exam next month."
"No way, Dad," Li Wenhui wrinkled her nose at her father, "Don't underestimate me."
"I never underestimate anyone, I just want to tell you not to make a mistake."
Don't worry!
"Did you tell Xiao Yi about your file being transferred to the military?"
"No, I want to wait until he comes back for the New Year before we talk about it."
"Okay, then let's discuss your marriage with their family during the Chinese New Year."
When Li Chu said this, he felt a mix of emotions.
As for Li Wenhui, her face was flushed, making her look extremely cute.
Ding Qiunan reached out and grabbed her daughter's hand, who was sitting next to her, and said with a smile, "Oh my, my daughter is finally getting married."
"Mommy~"
"What's there to be embarrassed about? It's only natural for men to marry and women to be married when they're of age. By the way, Li Chu, how did your talk go?"
Li Wenhui almost broke her back from her mother's sudden turn of events. She blinked her big eyes, looking at her father and then at her mother. One minute her mother was talking about her, and the next she had completely changed the subject. She wondered how her father had managed all these years.
Li Chu had just pulled out a chair and sat down, and was about to bring up his daughter's marriage when his wife's sudden question startled him for a moment before he said, "Third Uncle is indeed quite capable; he got the whole courtyard sorted out in a single day."
"No way, they all agreed to sell?" Ding Qiunan's eyes widened in astonishment.
The confusion in Li Wenhui's eyes deepened. She only understood what her father wanted to buy, and that everyone else had agreed to sell it. Could it be another house?
"Dad, Mom, you're not saying we're going to buy another house, are you?"
“Yes!” Ding Qiunan nodded.
Li Wenhui rubbed her forehead, feeling a bit of a headache. She couldn't understand why her father loved buying houses so much, even though the family already owned so many.
"Huihui, shall Daddy give you the house he buys as your dowry?"
“I don’t want to,” Li Wenhui quickly shook her head. “From what I’m hearing, you two seem to want to buy the courtyard over there, right? I don’t want to.”
"Wouldn't it be better to have a larger dowry?" Ding Qiunan asked in surprise.
“Dad, Mom, this isn’t about the amount of dowry. I already own an apartment in the government housing complex, as well as the courtyard where my grandparents live. Plus, there’s that share of stock that Dad inexplicably gave me last time. I really can’t ask for anything more. You should keep it all for Wenxuan. It would be too greedy of me to ask for anything more.”
"Let's not talk about that now. As for who gets it and who doesn't, we'll discuss that in the future." Li Chu waved his hand, ending the topic.
In his heart, his son and daughter were the same. When he was no longer able to work, all the things in the house would be split in two, one for each of them.
"We couldn't reach an agreement on the price over there. I felt their asking price was a bit too high, so I gave them a new quote. However, the price I quoted is still negotiable. Let them decide for themselves."
Li Chu told them about what had happened when he went there that morning.
"Actually, if you look at it after the salary increase, the price they quoted is actually reasonable."
Ding Qiunan silently calculated in her mind and then said.
"That depends on whether they can hold out until then. But if it really comes to that, they probably won't need to sell anymore, since all the factory buildings have already been allocated," Li Chu said nonchalantly.
He's really not fixated on this anymore. If he can buy it, he will; if they can't agree on a price, then let whoever wants to sell it to him can sell it to him.
"Alright, you decide what to do, I don't care. But I just saw that sketch Zhu Wen drew for you on your desk, what kind of renovations are you planning to make of the houses near Shichahai?"
"I haven't thought it through yet. I'm thinking of turning it into a private teahouse or something. When I get old, I can sit there with three or five friends, drink tea, chat, and look at the scenery outside. That sounds nice."
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