The hot daughter-in-law of the 90-year-old miracle doctor is pinched and pampered by her rough husband Chapter 5: This military wife is a bit rusty (5)
Kindergarten. When Song Yiqing arrived, there were only two children left in the classroom. One of them was Fang Jinnian and the other was a little girl.
The teacher was talking to the two children.
Fang Jinnian's eyes were red, and he felt extremely aggrieved.
"Teacher, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I came a little late today."
Song Yiqing thought it was because she was late and Fang Jinnian felt aggrieved, so she acted pitifully like an abandoned puppy.
"Jinnian's mother, you are here." Teacher Li said, "Jinnian accidentally bumped into the child Jiang Qinyan while playing today. She blames herself a little and is not in a good mood."
Song Yiqing looked at the little girl next to her: "Is this the kid?"
"Yes, Qinyan's father hasn't come to pick her up yet. Jinnian has been saying sorry to Qinyan just now. Qinyan's nose was broken, but she is very sensible and does not blame Jinnian."
"Teacher, I'm sorry, I changed classes temporarily and I'm a little late." A gentle man wearing glasses appeared at the door of the classroom.
"Dad..." Jiang Qinyan shouted to Jiang Shulin.
Jiang Shulin smiled at Jiang Qinyan: "Dad is late."
Soon, he stopped laughing, and his eyes stayed on Jiang Qinyan's nose: "What's wrong with your nose?"
Song Yiqing was about to say something when she saw Fang Jinnian bowing to Jiang Shulin and apologizing: "I'm sorry, Father Jiang, I accidentally bumped into Jiang Qinyan and broke her nose."
"Dad, Fang Jinnian didn't mean it." Jiang Qinyan said, "He already apologized just now."
"Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry! My son accidentally caused harm to your daughter. Qinyan, you have been sitting on the chair, are there any other injuries? Let me help you take a look."
Song Yiqing squatted down.
Jiang Qinyan shook her head: "No, it's me..."
Before Jiang Qinyan finished speaking, she stopped talking when she saw Song Yiqing holding her hand and checking her body.
"Comrade, since your son didn't do it on purpose, let this matter go." Jiang Shulin hugged Jiang Qinyan. "Teacher, let's leave first."
"Okay, Jiang Qinyan's father."
"Sir, your daughter..."
"My daughter is fine." Jiang Shulin interrupted Song Yiqing, "Let's leave first."
After the father and daughter left, Teacher Li said: "Mom Jinnian, don't mind. The reason why Qinyan is sitting on the chair is not because she is injured, but because her legs are sick and she cannot use her strength."
It's really heartbreaking that such a sensible little girl has suffered all kinds of hardships since she was a child.
"I just found out that there is a problem with her legs, so I want to have a few words with Qinyan's father. I am a traditional Chinese medicine doctor and can help her treat her legs."
"Qinyan's father is a doctor, but he is a Western medicine doctor. He has been thinking of ways to treat Qinyan's legs. I think he may not agree to hand over his daughter to you for treatment, even though you have good intentions."
"I understand." Song Yiqing nodded, "Thank you, teacher, for reminding me. I'll take Jinnian back. I'm really troubling you today."
"You're welcome. Jinnian and Qinyan are both very polite and sensible children. We like them very much."
On the way, Fang Jinnian was still in a low mood.
"What's wrong? Are you still blaming yourself?"
“Mom, can Qinyan’s legs really be cured?”
"certainly."
"Then can you treat her? I just came to this school and no one else played with me. Only Qinyan played with me. She is a very good friend."
"This matter cannot be rushed. You heard what the teacher said just now. Her father is a Western medicine doctor, so the family must have tried various methods, but they have been unsuccessful. They have been hit for a long time and will not trust others easily."
Song Yiqing touched his head: "Children, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. I believe that when Qinyan trusts you more and Qinyan's family starts to trust me, we will still have a chance to help her."
"Um."
"How about eating pork ribs noodles today?"
"Mom's cooking is getting better and better."
Song Yiqing pinched his cheek: "That's it."
After dinner, Song Yiqing took out the Four Treasures of the Study and taught Fang Jinnian how to write calligraphy.
This is the daily life of mother and son.
Although there are pencils, ballpoint pens, and fountain pens in this era, for Song Yiqing, the writing brush is the quintessence of the country, the soul, and should be passed down.
It has nothing to do with her whether others pass it on or not. She hopes that her children can pass it on.
Boom! Boom!
"Mom, there's someone knocking on the door."
"I heard you." Song Yiqing stood up, "You continue writing."
Opening the door, I saw a yellow man standing at the door with a man on his back: "I live next door. My grandma said you are a doctor. Can you help my brother look at his injuries?"
Song Yiqing glanced at the man he was carrying and frowned.
Fang Huaian.
He was fine when we saw him just now, how could he be so injured?
"come in!"
The house Song Yiqing rented was not big, but it was enough for mother and son. Huang Mao came in with Fang Huaian on his back, and the whole house seemed much narrower.
"I'm sorry, I made it dirty for you." Huang Mao was embarrassed.
"I have to pay for medical treatment."
"Of course, I must give it."
Song Yiqing glanced at his arm: "Has someone removed your arm?"
"Forget it, that Scar... I met a shameless villain anyway."
Click! Song Yiqing moved twice neatly, and Fang Huaian's arm was in place.
He was awakened by the pain and slowly opened his eyes.
When he saw Song Yiqing, his eyes narrowed.
At that moment, his first reaction was that he had been exposed and his family had been implicated.
"Brother Feng, you finally woke up." Huang Mao said, "This doctor sister has installed your arm. Move it and see if there is any problem."
"Doctor sister?" Fang Huaian's voice was a little hoarse.
Song Yiqing glanced at Fang Huaian: "It's two yuan for one arm, four yuan for two arms. In addition, you have external injuries. Wait for me to disinfect and bandage you. Just pay a total of five yuan."
"Sister doctor, isn't it a bit expensive?" Huang Mao was embarrassed.
"Is it expensive? You also made my room dirty, and I will have to clean it very late. It's okay if I don't have it now, just write an IOU and pay it back next time!" Song Yiqing said calmly.
A water glass was handed to Fang Huaian.
Fang Huaian turned his head and saw a boy with a pair of dimples standing next to him. The boy's face was stained with some ink, but it did not affect his cuteness at all.
"Uncle, drink a glass of water."
Fang Huaian felt a little shocked.
Is this his son?
"Uncle, five dollars is not expensive at all."
"It's not expensive." Fang Huaian lowered his eyes, "But I don't have that much money on hand. I'll write an IOU first and I will pay it back later."