Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

After dinner, Song Sirui went to the guesthouse. Neither the master nor the apprentice talked about what happened in those years.

However, An Xueyan did know the news about the senior brother. He went to Hong Kong Island shortly after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Before the turmoil, she had privately sent back information that he was doing well there.

I don’t know what it’s like now, but I think it shouldn’t be too bad. The profession of doctor has always been popular.

Mr. Feng drank two more glasses of wine tonight and sat by the stove quietly drinking sobering tea, feeling a little sad.

An Xueyan walked over and squatted beside her master, acting like a spoiled child: "Master, if you can't find Third Brother, you won't love me anymore."

She knew that although the old man looked calm on the outside, he was actually very happy in his heart. Didn't you see that he had drunk a little too much?

He stretched out his finger and flicked An Xueyan's forehead, and said unhappily: "When did I not love you? You are my little ancestor, okay? You are so old and still fighting for my favor."

"I'm still a baby, and babies always want to be favored. I want to be the master's favorite disciple.

Master, am I your favorite disciple?" She said, pulling his arm and swinging it.

"Yes, yes, yes~ My dear, please stop shaking me. My old bones are about to fall apart."

The little emotion in my heart was shaken away by this girl, and I just wanted her to stop quickly.

An Honglei came out with a plate to rescue him: "Grandpa Feng, sister, come and have some hawthorn cake."

Master Feng stuffed a piece of hawthorn cake into his apprentice's mouth and said, "Don't you like it? Eat more."

"Master, you eat too. You need to digest what you ate at night." She fed it into his mouth while Mr. Feng wasn't paying attention.

The taste of hawthorn made Mr. Feng quickly drink two sips of tea, but he still didn't like the sour and sweet taste.

Tonight was destined to be a good night of sleep. The next morning, I heard the voice of my third senior brother while I was still in bed. Why did this person come to disturb my sweet dream so early?

Hate it, just cover your head with the quilt and continue sleeping.

But the person outside the door didn't give her a chance to stay in bed. "Little Junior Sister, hurry up and get up. I brought you breakfast. It will get cold and inedible if you wait."

"Brother Song, my sister will be in a bad mood if she doesn't wake up and get up, so please don't disturb her."

"All children do this. I've been calling my son like this since he was young, and he wakes up quickly."

An Honglei: Good words cannot persuade a damned ghost. Forget it, let him experience it himself.

So Song Sirui continued to shout loudly to get up, and the door was slammed.

An Xueyan, with a face full of resentment, couldn't bear it anymore and got up, wrapped herself in a cotton jacket, opened the door, and punched the third senior brother outside the door.

Song Sirui covered his eyes and said hurriedly, "Oh, little sister, I'm your third brother..."

Even my biological father is useless at this time, let alone my third senior brother.

"I'll kick you out if you disturb me while I'm sleeping." After making the threat, he closed the door and continued to sleep.

An Honglei, who was standing nearby, came over to help the man away and asked with concern, "Brother Song, are you okay? I have some ointment to apply to you. Don't bother my sister. She still needs two hours of sleep. I'll just warm up her breakfast. Thank you, Brother Song, for buying her breakfast so early in the morning."

Covering her eyes, she went to the dining room and complained to her master who was eating: "Master, my little sister is really unique!

Look at the one I beat him with, his eyes must be black."

"She's still young, and she'll throw a tantrum if she doesn't get enough sleep. You'll just have to get used to it. Besides, how strong can a little girl be? How can a grown man like you cry out in pain and complain? Do you have the nerve to do that?"

After saying this, he looked at the three disciples with contempt. He told them to stop shouting, but they refused to listen. Now they were going to be punished.

"I finally understand. Junior Sister is like this because you, Master, have spoiled her. This is not okay. Children should not be spoiled too much.

My wife said that children should not be spoiled and should be trained more." Song Sirui said seriously, holding his master's hand.

"You should just take care of yourself instead of worrying about it. I'll test your medical skills later to see if you've made any progress in the past few years."

Song Sirui immediately became proud of what Elder Feng said. "I'm definitely much better than before. Many people in the hospital come to see me specifically for treatment."

An Honglei came out with the ointment. "Brother Song, let me put some on you. It will heal faster."

"Okay, thank you Honglei." Song Sirui thanked him.

While applying the medicine, he explained: "Don't call my sister when she is asleep. People who disturb her will get beaten. She will wake up on her own at a certain time. As long as there is nothing wrong, she will sleep two hours longer than usual.

She uses her brain too much, so she needs enough sleep to replenish her energy."

An Xueyan said this to fool her family, and everyone in the family believed it, which led to them sleeping according to An Xueyan's wishes.

Song Sirui... Junior sister, your brain capacity is too small!

Just using it casually requires replenishing energy. Is that too exaggerated?

He turned and looked at his master with a questioning look.

But he heard something that broke his heart even more, "Your junior sister really does use her brain very hard, unlike you who thinks about nothing every day. Yet, her medical skills have never surpassed yours in all these years."

I couldn't believe it and asked, "Can my junior sister's medical skills be better than mine now?"

"It's indeed much better than you, so you have to work harder."

After An Honglei finished applying the medicine, Song Sirui faced his master's strict assessment.

"There are better prescriptions for this disease. Why are you using one with side effects? If your junior sister were here, she wouldn't even consider this kind of prescription..."

While taking the test and being scolded, he also had to drag his junior sister out for a walk.

Finally, Song Sirui lay listlessly on the table, unconvinced, "Master, I think you are bragging so that I can study hard and make progress. Junior sister has only studied for a few years, how can she be as good as you say."

Mr. Feng snorted coldly, "Humph, there are always people better than you, and there are always things better than you. Don't use the thinking and learning abilities of ordinary people to measure geniuses."

"I'm going to ask Junior Sister for advice later and ask her for some pointers."

So when An Xueyan got up to have breakfast, her third senior brother kept looking at her from head to toe.

I couldn't help but ask, "Is there something on my face?"

"No." Continue reading.

An Xueyan said narcissistically: "Then what are you looking at? You have never seen such an invincible, beautiful and lovely fairy girl like me."

Song Sirui rolled his eyes, came over and said, "Junior Sister, how about we discuss Chinese medicine?"

"Sure, what do you want to discuss?" An Xueyan would not refuse such a small matter.

"There's a patient who often experiences dizziness and headaches, and his daughter has persistent diarrhea..."

After explaining the condition, An Xueyan casually told Song Sirui the prescription. Song Sirui wrote down the prescription and studied it carefully, and found that the prescription was indeed good.