"My child... my child, you have grown taller again. Let me take a good look at you. How are you eating and living outside? Is the boss of the engineering team treating you well?"
"Okay! I'm fine! Everything is fine with me! How are your eyes?"
"hehe......"
My grandma held my hand tightly, as if she was afraid that I would run away. She said with a smile: "Don't worry about me, grandma is fine. It's just that there is a bit of double vision in my right eye now. Thanks to the doctor Fan you found, grandma is fine."
After taking a few doses of the medicine she prepared, my body feels more than ten years younger! My eyes are no longer dry.”
"My child, you don't know that now people from all over the country come to us to seek medical treatment from Divine Doctor Fan!"
I lowered my head and wiped my eyes, feeling all kinds of things in my heart.
No matter how capable I am, no matter how much money I make outside, I can't change the fact that my loved ones are getting older.
"Son, how many days will you have to stay when you come back this time?"
"Well, yes, grandma, I plan to stay at home for a while and spend more time with you."
My grandma was very happy after hearing this. She got off the kang and shouted to make my favorite bean buns.
I didn't stop her. As long as the old lady is happy, she can do whatever she wants.
I came to the West House alone. This is my room.
Everything is as before.
The old little table was spotless. I walked over and slowly opened the drawer.
There are several books in the drawer, which are about porcelain and copper coins. In addition, there are dozens of rotten copper coins and several rotten porcelain pieces in the drawer.
I used to lie on this small table, reading and studying these junk things all day long.
I remembered that there was a small pottery horse on the windowsill. When I opened the third drawer, I saw the little pottery horse again.
There are too many intrigues and intrigues in the world, but there is none here, only peace of mind and tranquility.
I became very playful and immediately took out a large suitcase from under the bed.
The things in this big suitcase are amazing, they are all my little darlings.
There are small cups, small plates, matches, candles, ink, carving knives, watercolor pens, etc. I used to use these things to make fake antique porcelain and scribble the year number on the bottom of the porcelain.
Suddenly someone knocked on the door.
"Xiang Yunfeng, can I go in?"
"Enter!"
During the conversation, I naturally told Dr. Fan about the experiences I had experienced in the mental hospital. When I told her about a guy who skipped meals and ate shit every day, she immediately covered her mouth and listened to her vomiting.
I didn't tell anything about Zhuge Qing because my intuition told me...she knew it would be of no benefit.
I said, "I've been calling the miracle doctor Taishengfen, can I call you Sister Fan?"
Maybe I saw it wrong, she blushed a little for a moment, rolled her eyes and said, "You can call me whatever you want, but we must make an agreement that you can only call me this in private."
I nodded and said yes. At the same time, I also understood in my heart that her external identity in the world was still that of a man. The reason for this, I guessed, was related to the fact that the medical skills of the Fan family were passed on to men rather than to women.
She actually looks pretty good. Maybe she is a practitioner of Chinese medicine who knows how to regulate her body. Her complexion is always very good, her eyes are clear, and she is full of energy. She is not seen using any cosmetics. Her skin is always white and rosy, just like a child's skin.
Same.
I invited her to stay at my house for a while and wait until my health is completely better before leaving. She agreed and said with a smile: "I like your village very much. Living here will help me calm down."
Then, as if she had thought of something, she suddenly said: "By the way, Xiang Yunfeng, please stretch out your hand, I'm taking your pulse."
I nodded and reached out.
After two or three minutes, I asked in a low voice: "How is the situation?"
She didn't speak, she just looked at me and frowned.
