"Hongyan, has the tea been brewed yet? Come out, I have something to tell you."
Mr. Shen's majestic voice came into the kitchen.
The corners of Shen Hongyan's eyes twitched unnaturally, knowing that her grandfather was going to lecture her, so she glared at Yang Bei fiercely and deliberately mixed some pepper into his cup of tea.
Hum, I can’t choke you to death!
Immediately, Shen Hongyan walked to the sofa with the cup. When passing Yang Bei, she deliberately stepped on him: I asked you to snitch!
Yang Bei gasped in pain: "Hiss..."
Mr. Shen frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Without waiting for Yang Bei to answer, Shen Hongyan spoke first, pretending to be concerned: "Hey, Yang Bei, have you had a bad stomach? Do you need me to rub it for you?"
She emphasized the last two words for "rubbing".
He is threatening Yang Bei: If you make any more snitches, I will strangle you to death!
Yang Bei understood and quickly said: "No, I'm fine."
"It's okay, just drink tea."
Shen Hongyan smiled sweetly and placed the teacup mixed with pepper in front of Yang Bei.
Seeing the unkind look on her smile, Yang Bei knew that something must have been mixed into the tea, and he snorted in his heart: Want to trick me? We'll see.
The old man saw the little moves of the two of them, but he did not expose them. Instead, he squinted his eyes and watched everything, smiling happily.
The two young people had some small fights but became closer.
However, Yang Bei had just made a report, so he couldn't ignore it: "Let's not talk about tea for now, Hongyan, please sit down."
The old man's voice was a little more serious.
Shen Hongyan bit her lower lip, but after glaring at Yang Bei, she still sat down obediently and listened to the lecture.
In fact, the old man didn't say anything harsh, he just told Shen Hongyan not to bring the image of a strong woman at work into her life.
This is not good for future families.
Why can't Yang Bei use his status to oppress others just because his career is not successful enough?
Shen Hongyan was a strong woman in front of the employees, but she was a good granddaughter in front of the old man. She listened obediently for three to five minutes with her head lowered, and then secretly touched Yang Bei's shoes with her feet, meaning to ask him to help him say a few words. .
OK, I’ll help you——
Yang Bei narrowed his eyes and smiled at her, looking very sinister.
When Shen Hongyan was stunned, she saw Yang Bei pick up the cup of tea in front of her: "Grandpa Shen, you have talked so much, are you tired? I see your tea has gone cold. Come on, take a sip. I haven’t touched the tea Hongyan made for me.”
Immediately, with Shen Hongyan's eyes widening, Yang Bei pushed the tea cup in front of the old man.
Shen Hongyan's face instantly became ugly.
There is pepper in the tea.
Grandpa drank it and had to call me a bloody fool——
She quickly raised her hand and grabbed the cup of tea: "Grandpa, this cup is also cold. I'll pour it and make you another cup!"
As she said that, she wanted to take it and throw it away, but she heard Yang Bei say with a smile: "What a waste of pouring such a good tea? Grandpa Shen, I see that your tea is the most authentic Biluochun, full of hair and copper. Sliver-waisted, silver and green, they grow only once a year."
"Hahaha, I didn't expect Xiao Yang to know this at such a young age."
The old man nodded frequently: "Hongyan, the tea you just brewed for five minutes has gone cold. Stop making trouble. It's not a good habit to waste it."
The corners of Shen Hongyan's eyes trembled unnaturally, and she glared at Yang Bei: How can this kid know so much?
He also deliberately told me how precious this tea was, blocked my hand, and insisted on pouring it out. I would definitely get scolded, but if I gave it to the old man to drink, I would get scolded even more.
There is only one way to avoid being scolded——
Shen Hongyan held her breath, raised her hand and drank all the tea.
The strong smell of pepper almost choked her with tears, but she was able to hold them back.
His eyes were red, and the tip of his crystal nose was also red, and he said: "I, I'm thirsty too, Grandpa, I'll pour you another glass."
Her tongue was numb, so she quickly walked into the kitchen to rinse her mouth.
The old man was a smart man, and he immediately saw something. He raised his hand and nodded at Yang Bei from the air: "You kid, if she doesn't grab it, will she choke me too?"
"Have you, old man, noticed it?"
Yang Bei smiled: "I won't choke you, because I know that she will definitely snatch it away. She would rather suffer the consequences than endure it - this is the kind of person she is."
Mr. Shen was stunned for a moment and laughed loudly: "Yes, you are very good! I feel relieved to have a grandson-in-law like you."
When she heard the old man praising Yang Bei in the kitchen, Shen Hongyan felt like she was knocking out her teeth and swallowing them in her stomach.
After quickly bringing out two cups of tea, Shen Hongyan said, "Grandpa, I'm going to see how Sister Shuang's house is doing."
"Well, go ahead, I'll have a chat with Xiao Yang alone for a while."
The old man greeted Aunt Wang and asked her to prepare the meal, then stood up: "Xiao Yang, come to the study for a chat?"
"Okay, I also want to see what kind of books you like to read, Grandpa Shen."
Yang Bei got up and went up to the second floor. The study room on the second floor was not very large. There were bookshelves on three of the four walls inside, filled with a dazzling array of books.
Yang Bei glanced around and found that there were mostly history books.
On Lao Shen's desk, there is even more history of the Sui and Tang Dynasties that has not yet been closed.
After entering, Lao Shen walked to the bookcase on the left and stroked the bookshelf: "This bookshelf is full of medical books, many of which are versions I collected from the folk. Although there are no strange books like Weird Syndrome, they are still there. Quite a few. If you are interested, Xiao Yang, you can borrow it and check it out at any time."
"Yeah?"
Yang Bei was a little surprised, so he went over to take a look, and sure enough he saw a lot of ancient thread-bound books.
There were some medical books that he had never even read.
Suddenly he was a little surprised: "Grandpa Shen, are you still interested in studying medicine?"
"Used to have."
Lao Shen seemed to be lost in memories: "But since Hongyan's father passed away, I haven't watched it again and gave up. Do you know why?"
Hearing Lao Shen's seriousness, Yang Bei nodded: "I'd like to hear the details."
"Xiao Yang, I remember that when you first saw Hongyan, you judged that she had injured her spleen, right?"
Lao Shen's tone was calm: "But have you ever thought that there are so many people in the world who have stabbed their spleens, and there must be some people who have been exposed to heavy metals, but there are almost no cases of dragon scale disease in the world?"
"This is also a physical issue."
Yang Bei, who had seen Strange Syndrome, nodded: "The details in the book are not detailed, but I know it is related to the liver and heart."
There was admiration in Lao Shen's eyes, and he nodded: "Hongyan was in trouble when she was young, and the person who saved her was an old doctor. After showing Hongyan, he once said that she was a partial official with seven kills, and her eight characters were life-destroying. Many people are born with this kind of fate. There are many disasters and a narrow escape from death! Because of this, it was obviously an ordinary stab wound, but it developed into dragon scale disease."
"And this kind of destiny is incompatible with 99% of the people in the world."
"And the person who can suppress this fate is the person who can cure the dragon scale disease."
Speaking of this, Lao Shen was a little excited: "I proposed to see a doctor and recruit a bride, and I would choose one from a thousand, Xiao Yang, just to pick you out!"