Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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However, she couldn't say this, lest she be treated as a mental patient who told tales of the Arabian Nights by her grandpa, so she could only smile and say, "Grandpa, it's not a feudal society now, you can't order me a baby girl, let alone, My surname is Zeng, too."

Zeng Zhenlong's face darkened, he poked his crutches, and said earnestly, "Zi Liang is the person who is most likely to become the head of state in the future, his fame and talent are enough to make him have an extraordinary status, and if you follow him, you will It can also be radiant and dazzle the world. Why do you like Long Zhutian, who has suffered a lot and grew up in a gloomy world? Grandpa firmly disagrees!"

The corners of Yang Zimei's lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything.

She pursed her lips and fell silent, expressing her resistance.

Seeing her stubborn look, Zeng Zhenlong also knew that haste makes waste.

The bloodlines of their Zeng family all have one thing in common, they seem to be very docile, but they have a very stubborn temper. Once they decide on something, ten cows will not be able to pull it back, unless she figured it out by herself.

It's like his daughter Zeng Hui, who looked so docile and docile that day, but did something that caused him headaches, and even ran away from home for decades and refused to contact her.

However, he believed that as long as Yang Zimei was brought back to the capital and let her get in touch with Jiang Ziliang more, she would gradually forget that Long Zhutian.

That young man Jiang Ziliang is like a dazzling sun, handsome and upright, with family background and ability, all of which he possesses.

He did not believe that a little girl like Yang Zimei would not be attracted to Jiang Ziliang.

The Zeng family has been in decline for too long, and this marriage is desperately needed to open up a new situation.

And a talent like Yang Zimei must live up to his expectations.

Therefore, Zeng Zhenlong didn't say any more, so as not to arouse Yang Zimei's resentment and resistance, and he would not go to the capital to study at that time.

"Okay, my great-grandfather also knows that love and marriage can't be forced. My great-grandfather just offered Jiang Ziliang for your consideration. Anyway, you are only 16 years old, and the days ahead are still very long. Love is something you can't know changing."

Zeng Zhenlong said to Yang Zimei in an understanding tone.

Yang Zimei saw what he was thinking, so she didn't say anything, but just smiled, "Thank you, grandpa."

Anyway, she also believed that Jiang Ziliang, who treated her as a teacher and respected her like a real apprentice, would never agree to marry her.

She is not afraid of the wishful thinking of these elders.

"Grandpa, I'm going to see grandma, you sit down first."

Seeing that his father and grandma hadn't made a sound for so long, Yang Zimei became a little anxious about what they would be talking about.

"Well, let's go have a look."

Zeng Zhenlong is also concerned about his daughter, afraid that she will have something to worry about.

Yang Zimei got up and came to the mother's room, but saw his father Yang Qing crouching at the door with his head in his arms.

"dad--"

She hurried forward and shouted, "What's wrong with grandma?"

Yang Qing looked up at her, his eyes were covered with red threads, as if he had just cried.

"Dad, are you alright?"

Yang Zimei asked with concern when she saw her father's look of being hit hard.

Yang Qing shook his head, "It's okay, Niuniu, go in and see grandma."

Yang Zimei glanced at him, pushed the door open and went in.

Grandma Zeng Hui was still sitting on the grand teacher's chair, her eyes were dull and her expression was lonely, as if she had aged ten years all of a sudden.

She really couldn't see through her seemingly simple and thoughtless grandma, nor could she see through the story behind her, and she couldn't see through what she was stubbornly insisting on, so much so that she wanted to flee the capital to marry a rural man.

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