Rebirth in the 70s: A military wife who was married into a vegetative state

"got it?"

As soon as White entered the room, he heard Sly's deep voice.

He looked over and saw Sly sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and a cigar in his hand.

"Minister, you can't smoke."

"What are you afraid of? My body has recovered." Although he said this, Sly still put down his cigar and waved to him. "Bring it over and let me take a look."

White took out three white porcelain bottles from his bag.

Sly poured one out and put it in his palm, smelled it, raised his head and swallowed it.

White was startled: "Minister! It hasn't been tested yet."

Sly glanced at him: "Stop talking nonsense, come here and test my blood sugar!"

He ate so quickly that he forgot to check his blood sugar before taking the medicine.

White hurried forward, took out the blood glucose meter and measured it for him.

7.8mmol/l, which is a little higher than the normal fasting blood sugar (6.1-7.0mmol/l), and is low enough for former diabetic patients.

"Order food now." Sly ordered.

Soon, a sumptuous dinner was served, and Sly had no taboos at all and ate according to his own preferences.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Sly felt that his appetite seemed to have improved and he ate half a piece of steak more than usual.

After coming to China, Sly ate Chinese food for a while and thought it was pretty good at first, but after all, he has a Western stomach and his favorite food is bread and steak.

Fortunately, the chefs in China are also very good at Western food, and the food they make is very suitable for Sly's taste.

"Oh, I won't be able to eat such good food when I go back."

When Sly put down his knife and fork, he couldn't help but sigh.

Country E is a well-known food desert. Where there are many varieties of food in China, Western food can also be made.

Half an hour after the meal, Sly measured his blood sugar again.

"7.9mmol/l."

White reported the values, and the expression on his face was a bit uncontrollable. The value added of 0.1 is almost negligible.

Blood sugar will naturally rise after a meal, and any range between 7.8-11.1mmol/l is considered normal.

Sly looked at the white porcelain bottle placed on the corner of the table, his eyes sparkling.

"This Dr. An is indeed extraordinary. No, it should be said that Chinese medicine in China is indeed profound and profound."

"Yes." White couldn't help but sigh, "I heard that Chinese medicine has a history of thousands of years."

Sly smiled slightly: "The only one of the four ancient countries that can completely retain its own civilization... White, the smallest bottle among these three bottles is yours, right?"

White's expression changed slightly.

Sly raised his hand to press his shoulders, reached out and took away the two bottles that belonged to him, and stood up.

"Take out three and send them to the institute, and handle the rest on your own."

White secretly breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his eyebrows slightly: "Okay, Minister."

An Nian didn't know that the pills he gave to Sly were traveling across the ocean. As soon as they arrived in Country E, they were sent to Country E's Medical Research Institute, and the ingredients inside were studied over and over again by researchers.

She has been busy taking care of Xiao Jinnian's health these days.

Medicinal supplements are definitely not as reliable as dietary supplements.

But An Nian didn't study food enough, and he only knew how to cook some noodles.

She had no choice but to look through various medicinal diets and recipes first, and then study with the Xiao family chefs how to make the food more delicious while ensuring that the food was nutritious.

"Try it?"

An Nian took out a cup of soup and placed it on the dining table.

Xiao Jinnian was already sitting at the dining table. He reached out to hold the soup cup as soon as he put it down.

"Why don't you let Auntie bring it out?"

An Nian shrugged: "I'll take it easy. This is pork belly soup, with gorgon seeds, red dates, and lotus seeds added, and simmered for two hours. It has the effect of tonifying deficiency and strengthening astringency. You drink more."

"Okay." Xiao Jinnian laughed, filled a bowl and put it in front of An Nian. "You drink a little too."

Food without special medicinal ingredients is suitable for most people.

An Nian touched her belly. She had eaten so nutritiously at Xiao's house that her whole body was plump.

"I still don't drink anymore, I'm getting fat."

"Not fat." Xiao Jinnian looked at her.

An Nian was dazzled by the seriousness in his eyes and avoided his sight.

"The pork belly soup stewed this time is a bit too much. You can't finish it. Can I give some to Shi Shi and Master?"

A smile flashed in Xiao Jinnian's eyes, he filled a bowl for himself, and slowly ate with a spoon.

"Yes you can."

"Then I'll serve it to them." An Nian quickly walked back to the kitchen, took two small soup cups and filled some.

"Wait a minute." Xiao Jinnian took her hand and pointed to the first bowl of soup with a smile. "You haven't drunk your own yet."

"Oh."

An Nian made a quick decision and took a big gulp of the pork belly soup. After a few sips, he put down the bowl, picked up the tray and hurried upstairs.

Inside the suite.

Qiao Yongsheng stood behind the desk writing calligraphy.

Qiao Shi was still slumped on the sofa as if she was boneless, holding a book in her hand, and she didn't know what was written on it. She read it with gusto.

"Master, Shi Shi, come and have some soup."

"Oh? What kind of soup is today?" Qiao Shi stood up and walked over quickly. "The smell of pork belly!"

"Your nose is really good, it's pork belly soup."

"Master, let's write later, drink the soup first," An Nian urged.

"Okay." Qiao Yongsheng put down his brush and walked over.

He picked up the soup cup and drank, his eyes falling on An Nian.

"Nian Nian, you said before that you would recuperate Xiao Jinnian's body. How is the recuperation plan going now?"

An Nian sat next to Qiao Shi and said, "The adjustment is almost complete. It is consistent with the plan we discussed last time, except that three nutritional soups have been added to it."

Qiao Yongsheng nodded: "Okay, let's leave tomorrow."

An Nian was stunned: "In such a hurry?"

There was a vague emotion in Qiao Yongsheng's eyes. He looked at his apprentice and finally said without speaking out the worries in his heart.

"We have lived in the Xiao family for too long. In fact, our Qiao family also has a yard in the capital. I had someone take care of it a few days ago. We can live there at any time."

An Nian raised his eyebrows slightly: "Master is also a rich man..."

Qiao Shi laughed loudly and winked at An Nian while holding the soup bowl.

"What kind of wealth is this? I heard from grandpa that when he was a child, the Qiao family was a big family, and the main yard stretched as far as the eye could see! Unfortunately, those houses, jewelry, and properties were all lost during the turbulent times."

Qiao Yongsheng had a calm mind: "They are all external things. They come from the people and are returned to the people. It is normal. As long as we can survive."

"Yeah, yeah! I can still drink such delicious pork belly soup! I'm very satisfied!"

Qiao Shi has a good personality. He holds the soup bowl in both hands and his body is swaying, looking content.

Qiao Yongsheng said: "Nian Nian, living in someone else's house is not a long-term solution after all. You clean up later, and we say goodbye to the Xiao family in the evening. It just so happens that Mr. Xiao comes back today, so it would be more sincere for us to say goodbye in person."

"Okay." An Nian nodded, "I don't have much, so it's easy to pack a few clothes."

What An Nian couldn't bear to part with the most was the Xiao family's library. Alas, she had only seen half of it.But Master was right, they couldn't stay any longer.

-

When eating in the evening, Xiao Jinnian heard that they were leaving tomorrow. The hand holding the chopsticks trembled, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

"Why in such a hurry?"

Xiao Jinnian maintained his calmness and asked An Nian and the others with a smile.

"Did our Xiao family fail to provide good hospitality?"

Qiao Yongsheng smiled and said: "The Xiao family is very good, and we live very comfortably. But Mr. Xiao, your disease has been cured. All that is left is daily care, which requires your own long-term persistence. As doctors, we There’s very little that can be done.”

"That's it..." Xiao Jinnian pondered.

Mr. Xiao, who was sitting in the main seat, did not notice his grandson's depression. He nodded slightly and picked up the wine glass at hand.

"Mr. Qiao, I'm sorry to trouble you during this time. Jinnian's illness was cured thanks to you and Dr. An. I'd like to toast you with this glass of wine."

An Nian hurriedly raised a glass with Qiao Yongsheng.

After the three of them finished drinking, Mr. Xiao winked at the butler beside him, and the butler left the restaurant quietly.

At night, there was a knock on the door of the suite where An Nian and the others lived.

The housekeeper delivered three bankbooks and three boxes.

"Mr. Qiao, this is the Xiao family's intention. Please accept it."

Qiao Yongsheng knew in his heart that this was the reward paid by the other party. Although the Xiao family was within the medical scope of the National Health Care Group, the experts' salaries were not high. Basically, every time they came to see a doctor, the polite people would pay extra for the medical expenses.

The Xiao family has always been generous. This time An Nian cured Xiao Jinnian, and the Xiao family's reward will definitely be indispensable.

After Qiao Yongsheng thanked her, he took the things and handed her the bankbook with An Nian's name on it.

An Nian took it and opened it in no hurry.

After the Xiao family left, An Nian returned to the room before opening the bankbook and looking at the numbers on it.

A full 1 yuan!

An Nian's heart beat faster.

With this money in her account, her coffers doubled several times.

I don’t know how much money Master can get.

An Nian was quite curious, but just now Qiao Yongsheng asked them to go back to their rooms and look at the numbers themselves, so it was hard for her to pry.

Opening the box sent by the Xiao family, there were actually several ancient books inside, all of which were treasures of the Xiao family.

An Nian held "Shen Nong's Materia Medica", "Emperor's Internal Classic", "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" and "Qian Jin Prescription" as if he had found a treasure.

She has read these books several times, but she has different feelings every time she reads them.

The ancients recorded only a few sentences in the medical records, and the wording was completely different from modern times. As An Nian's knowledge increased, his understanding of the contents of the book would gradually change.

When packing her things, An Nian carefully put them into her carry-on cloth bag.

At ten o'clock in the evening, she took a bath, lay on the comfortable and soft big bed, and closed her eyes.

Alas, Xiao's bed was really soft, completely different from the hard bed she had slept on before.

I wonder if I can ask Xiao Jinnian tomorrow where they bought their beds...

An Nian thought endlessly and gradually fell asleep.

-

Her light went out.

In a dark corner where the light cannot shine at all.

Xiao Jinnian sat quietly in his wheelchair, looking up at the balcony on the second floor.

There was no movement for a long time.

"How can we keep her..."

He murmured to himself, moving his fingers slightly, and the cold metal reflected light.

It turned out that he was holding a small dagger in his hand. The dagger was inlaid with colorful gems. When the scabbard was closed, it looked like an expensive work of art. But when he pulled it out, he found that the blade had been sharpened.

Xiao Jinnian lowered his head, his always clear eyes showing cruelty towards himself.

"If she's injured, she won't leave."

He raised his hand high and thrust it hard towards his thigh, then stopped suddenly when he touched his pants.

"No, this is too fake..."

He seemed to have other ideas in mind. He put away the dagger and raised the corners of his mouth.

Looking up at the balcony, Xiao Jinnian laughed.

It was late at night and the housekeeper didn't see Xiao Jinnian in the room. He came to look for him, but saw him carelessly playing with a blooming rose on the street lamp.

"Master, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Xiao Jinnian said calmly: "I have a little insomnia. Did you give her the things I asked you to give her?"

The butler's eyes flashed and he nodded: "It has been delivered."

"Yes." Xiao Jinnian picked off the rose petals one by one, put them on his handkerchief and put them away. "I'm sleepy, push me back to the room."

"Okay, Master." The butler lowered his head and stepped forward to push his wheelchair.

-

An Nian had a good sleep and woke up at eight o'clock the next morning.

"Niannian, have you packed your things?"

Qiao Shi jumped into An Nian's room.

An Nian picked up his cloth bag and the duffel bag in the other hand, and looked back at her.

"I'm faster than you."

"Hehe." Qiao Shi touched the back of his head sheepishly, "Aren't I afraid that you missed something?"

"Nothing."

An Nian took one last look at the room where he had lived for a month, closed the door, and came to the living room.

Qiao Yongsheng took his time and was still sorting out his four treasures of the study.

"Master, let me help you."

An Nian dropped what he was holding and stepped forward to help him.

Qiao Yongsheng waved his hand: "Don't worry about this. Go and see if the calligraphy on my desk is dry?"

Last night he was suddenly inspired to write a piece of Wang Xizhi's "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection".

Well, this is because the thing the Xiao family gave him contained Wang Xizhi's calligraphy. It was not known at what age Wang Xizhi wrote it. It was different from all the calligraphy Qiao Yongsheng had seen before, which made him feel itchy after seeing it. .

Even though he knew he would leave the Xiao family early the next morning, Qiao Yongsheng still couldn't help but pick up his brush and create passionately.

"Ok."

An Nian responded and walked to the desk.

The temperature was not high last night and the humidity was heavy, so the words were not completely dry.

An Nian glanced at the other people in the room, but none of their attention was on him.

She held the rice paper and secretly circulated her spiritual power.

In the blink of an eye, the ink on the copybook was completely dry.

"It's done."

Qiao Yongsheng ordered without raising his head: "Then put it away! Be careful! This is the best calligraphy I have written in these years, Master!"

An Nian laughed and said, "Okay, Master, don't worry."

The three of them went downstairs and finished breakfast with the Xiao family.

Xiao Jinnian sat in a wheelchair and personally escorted them out of the Xiao family gate.

An Nian stood by the car and looked at Xiao Jinnian at the gate.

A scene from half a month ago suddenly appeared in his mind. At that time, Xiao Jinnian was sitting in a wheelchair with an indifferent expression, watching Yao Wan being dragged away with cold eyes.

At this time, his eyes were clear and bright, staring at himself intently from an upward angle.

An Nian smiled at him and waved goodbye: "Goodbye, Jinnian."

Xiao Jinnian also laughed, and the thin young man's pale face suddenly brightened up.

"Nian Nian, goodbye."

His goodbye and An Nian's goodbye are not the same.