365. Just write Chapter 365.



Chapter 365 Just make it up.

"Dad, are you thirsty? Let me pour you some water to moisten your throat."

Song Qinghe poured some water and brought it up.

Trying to please the old man eagerly.

Only now did the old man have time to glance at his son.

"Second brother, why are you here? Don't you think I'm your father? Why are you rushing over here now? Are you afraid that my death will affect you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Song Qinghe's face changed.

If outsiders heard this, they would think that he wished his own father died.

"Dad, please don't say anything about the second son. He's been so busy these days. No matter what he did in the past, you're old enough to forgive him. No matter how bad he is, he's still your son. Who made you give birth to him?"

Song Qingyun spoke up to smooth things over.

He was not unaware of the conflict between his younger brother and the old man.

But after so many years, I can't just keep watching my brother and grandfather remain in this stalemate.

No matter what, they are still father and son.

Besides, my younger brother really wants to ease the conflict this time, so we should give him a chance.

The old man is actually just tough on the outside, to put it bluntly, he has a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

Don't you hope that your son and you can improve your relationship?

"Dad, I was indeed young and reckless, impatient, and willful before. I did things without considering the consequences. Now that I am this old, my son has married and I will soon have grandchildren, I understand some truths.

I know you did it for my own good. Please forgive me. You scared me this time. If you really...really go, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Song Qinghe choked and turned his head to the side.

The old man sighed. No matter whether it was true or false, he was his son after all.

The child has already bowed his head to apologize, is he really going to hold on to the child's mistake?

At this age, you should have let go of things that you should have let go of.

"Alright, alright, stop dropping those two drops of cat urine on me. You know I hate to see a man cry. What's past is past. Just be nice to Mo Ting in the future. I don't have any requirements for you. You've already got a wife and your two children are grown up now. Can I still force you to divorce?

It's just that what I did was wrong, and that's not what a human being would do. You made me unable to face my old comrades who had died, and it's also our fault.

We shouldn't have pushed you in the first place. Maybe if we hadn't pushed you, the child wouldn't have married you and married someone else, and she wouldn't be alive today. It's our fault!"

It's not that the old man hasn't reflected on himself over the years, he just stubbornly wants to repay the kindness of his comrades.

But he didn't expect this to be the final result. If he had known this would be the outcome, he would never have let his comrade's daughter marry his son.

Marrying anyone would be better than marrying her own son, and the final misfortune was caused by the old couple themselves.

This is why a forced melon is not sweet.

Song Qinghe really felt guilty this time.

His father was a tough guy who never bowed his head to anyone.

Even when he was captured and tortured during the war, his father never opened his mouth.

Such a father is a founding father admired by others.

Now that he can say these words to his son, he knows that his father is full of regret.

They regretted that they should not have arranged their marriage, and all their complaints and hatred towards their father suddenly disappeared.

What the father did was wrong, but was he right?

All his resistance seemed to vanish under his father's whip, but if he really leaves on his own and doesn't want to marry, then who can force him to marry her back?

In fact, no matter what, he can't leave home.

"Dad, I was wrong! I am the one who let down Mo Ting's mother. It's my fault! It has nothing to do with you."

Admit your mistakes sincerely.

"Okay, okay, Dad, second brother, now that you've talked about it, let's put this matter behind us and live a good life as a family from now on."

It's a happy situation for everyone.

The old man sighed and closed his eyes.

This is fate. In fact, the one I feel most sorry for is that child Mo Ting.

Over there, Feng Zaishan was sitting in the front seat, and in the back seat were old lady Song Moting and Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Feng Zaishan had been observing the bag in Jiang Xiaoxiao's hand through the rearview mirror in the front row.

Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting both noticed this.

Jiang Xiaoxiao hugged the bag tightly.

Mr. Feng wouldn't have any bad intentions, right?

"Xiao Xiao, Mo Ting, don't be nervous, I am not the kind of person who would covet other people's good things. But I am just very curious, how magical is your ancestral secret recipe?

It was able to pull the old man back from the brink of death. Does your ancestral secret recipe have other therapeutic effects? Is it just detoxification? I don’t want to crack your secret recipe. Since it is inherited from my ancestors, there must be a reason for it.

I just thought that since this thing is so effective and has such a good effect on patients, I was thinking, why don’t you make some of this thing and teach me the specific usage.

I am promoting it on a small scale in the hospital, which can be regarded as saving a life. Since your ancestors created this secret recipe, it must be for the purpose of saving the world, and we must obey the wishes of your ancestors.

The recipe doesn’t need to be leaked, but I would find it a pity if it wasn’t used on patients with such good results.”

Feng Zaishan was very smart. Seeing the girl guarding against everyone as if they were thieves, he knew that the other person's secret recipe must have special therapeutic effects.

He really didn't want to steal the prescription, he just thought that if something like this was placed in their hospital, it would be a good thing.

When it comes to poisoning, even if the doctors do their best to rescue the patient, there is a high chance that the person will still die. Even if the person does not die, the sequelae of the poisoning will be very serious.

But he didn't see any sequelae on Mr. Song today. Not only did he have no sequelae, but his stroke was also cured. From this point of view, he didn't believe what the doctors said about fighting poison with poison.

He was more inclined to believe that it was the secret recipe that played a role, that is to say, this secret recipe should be able to treat a wide range of diseases, not just detoxification. It would be a pity not to take out such a thing and make full use of it in the hospital, so he was trying his best to persuade him here.

Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly. As a doctor, curing diseases and saving lives is medical ethics.

She had been a doctor in her previous life, so naturally she was willing to devote her abilities to curing illnesses and saving lives.

But this thing of mine is a bit too weird, and it will have side effects if not used properly.

She didn't want to hand such things to Mr. Feng casually. If something went wrong, the hospital would not be a place to treat and save lives, but a place to kill people.

It’s better not to create that Shura field yourself.

The best way to deal with this thing is to hold it in your own hands, which is the key to ensuring human life.

"Mr. Feng, there is really no other way. The things made from my ancestral secret recipe do have various therapeutic effects. But if you don't use it properly, it can be fatal. The reason why our ancestors didn't pass it on to others is because this medicine has good aspects, but once it is not used properly, it will have the opposite bad side.

That’s why our ancestors set this rule that only we can use this kind of thing. Otherwise, it will never be passed on to a second person, in order to ensure life safety.”

Feng Zaishan understood when he heard this. The girl was not hiding anything. It turned out that this medicine had such serious consequences. It seemed that he was just thinking things through.

“Girl, you mean that this medicine can only be used by you, which means that it can actually be used by outsiders, but it must be controlled in your hands so that you know the actual dosage and efficacy.

So can I assume that if we encounter some emergency patients in the future, we can come to you and you can lend a hand?"

Feng Zaishan immediately asked the question, the answer was very important.

This ancestral secret recipe is fine in the girl's hands. As long as the girl is willing to treat other people, there will be no problem.

It’s the same as curing diseases and saving lives.

It doesn't matter who you seek treatment for.

Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded, "Yes, if there are patients with difficult diseases, you can ask me to treat them, but I am not sure that the effect of every treatment will be so good. Our ancestral secret recipe has many formulas, and so far I have only researched a few prescriptions.

It is very difficult to successfully research this kind of ancient recipe, and many of the formulas have been lost. "

This statement contains technical content.

Feng Zaishan was overjoyed as there were other recipes.

"Girl, just for your ability. Grandpa believes that you will be able to make great research progress in this area and benefit our mankind. Our country's progress in medicine is several levels behind other countries in the world.

If you can restore these secret recipes one by one, it will be a restoration of our ancient cultural heritage and also a blessing for all patients.”

Jiang Xiaoxiao was speechless. Why was she so important?

Song Moting gave her a look and told her to just make it up.

(End of this chapter)

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