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On the car outside the medical hall.

"Xiaonan, what do you think?" The middle-aged man whispered, he hoped that it would be effective, and hoped that his son would be able to return to health.

"Dad, I am fine." Juvenile.

This sentence has already made his father smile.

In the past, I asked him ten sentences. He didn't necessarily answer a sentence, and he was the one who cherished the words like gold. Now, if you ask a question, it is a very big improvement. Of course, this may be purely because coincidence. But in the past, there was no such coincidence.

"My old friend is such a grandson, he has passed away, and the child has come to me, otherwise he will not come to trouble you." Sang Guzi said.

"Hey, you are polite. If you have anything to do in the future, you can just tell me." Wang Yao smiled.

"Don't tell me, there is another thing I want to ask you."

"You say."

"Do you accept apprentices here?"

"What?!" Wang Yao listened to this sentence.

"Apprentice, what apprentice?"

"Thinking about medicine." Sang Guzi said.

"I don't want you to say, I have also received an apprentice, a doctor at our county hospital." Wang Yaodao.

"Is it still? I just said, I have a grandson, I am a Chinese doctor, I am still smart, just like I am old, and I am a senior, I can’t teach well, his father and a few Uncle is also doing the job. If you accept the apprentice, remember to tell me, I will take the kid and learn from you."

"Well, let me think about it."

"it is good."

"Are you here for a long time to stay and have a meal?"

"No, I came over with the father and son, and went back with them. There are still some things to deal with at home."

"Then I will send you."

The old man was sent to the car, and then he was given a tea leaf, tea on the south mountain.

"You can taste the tea you have grown."

"Okay, thank you."

The young man in the car called Xiaonan has been staring at Wang Yao.

"How, Xiaonan?" Xiaonan's father asked softly.

"Goodbye." The teenager raised his hand and waved at Wang Yao.

"Goodbye." Wang Yao responded with a smile.

The middle-aged man saw a surprised look.

"Sang Lao, this doctor Wang really is really good!" In the car, the middle-aged man praised.

"It is indeed extraordinary in medicine." Sang Guzi said.

The middle-aged man loves to look at his own child. This is the first time he has seen his son’s initiative to say hello.

The teenager sat quietly in the car seat and looked out of the window, wondering what he was thinking.

He doesn't like to talk. Since his mother died, he felt that the world has become gray. If it is already gray, then there is no meaning to communicate with the world, so he closed himself and became unwilling and People communicate, they don't want to talk, even when they face their father and family.

Gradually, he found that he was not good at talking alone. He looked at the world so quietly. He looked around and knew everything, but he didn’t say anything. He thought it was quite good. However, his family is in a hurry. This is not talking about how to grow. How to grow up. At the very least, when the class is in class, the teacher has to answer the question. But what is surprising is that Xiaonan’s academic performance is very high. Well, the top three in the ranks, which made his teachers accept the fact that he is not willing to talk. As long as his students learn well, even if they don’t talk, what counts? He will not read the text and read aloud. His family does not think so. He has found a lot of doctors but he has no effect. At this point, Xiaonan had simply communicated with his father. He had no problem, but his father didn't think so. He didn't explain it anymore, even in the face of the world's most loved father.

He took medicine, accepted psychological cues, and even some special treatment methods. He had seen and accepted it, but he had no obvious effect. He knew Wang Yao, who had encountered it, but he felt that his head was very cool. The key to this is that his finger, a very ordinary finger, points to his forehead, and then he finds the walls that he has set in his mind and is isolated from the outside world. The barrier actually shattered. He had an impulse to talk and communicate with people around him. It was a feeling he had never had before for a long time.

"Why?!" He asked himself more than once, and even wanted to ask the doctor, but he held back.

The middle-aged man turned his car while he turned his head and looked at his son from time to time.

"Xiaonan, what do you want?"

“Nothing?” Xiaonan almost replied subconsciously.

"There was a saying." The middle-aged man listened to the dark passage and had a comfortable smile on his face.

"There is progress, there is hope." In a good mood, he felt that there was not much autumn outside.

"This is a great place!"

Among the mountain villages, Wang Yao recorded the condition of the boy separately.

It should be effective.

Outside the medical hall, when he saw the boy in the car again, he knew that his treatment should have a little effect, because the eyes, this is the window of the soul, when he first saw the boy, he Although his eyes are clear, he is full of alert, his guard, and his guard against the world, or the blockade is more appropriate. He built a city for himself, sealed himself, no longer The outsiders communicated, but occasionally they came out to distract themselves, but just now, he saw that the door of the city was open. He took the initiative to talk to himself. If time is more than a while, he will say more. Two sentences.

The medicine is secondary. The key is the breath.

His finger injected his breath into the other's mind in a unique way, and then slammed the door open.

"Is there something old, and accept another disciple?"

Among the mountain villages, Jia is at home.

Jia was sitting on a futon and staring at him. After a while, suddenly he suddenly got up.

"What a strange thing, how can I not enter the door!" He frowned.

Zhong Liuchuan has already handed over the same method that Professor Wang Yao gave him to his breathing method, but Jia’s self-cultivation road is obviously not as smooth as Zhong Liuchuan. He has not touched the threshold, he has practiced and listened to the simple. But in fact, getting started is the hardest. What is stressful is the heart, not the so-called "smart". Some people are extremely intelligent, but once they practice this, it is difficult to get started. Instead, they are not as good as those who are too talented, and even some dull people can get started quickly.

No, no!

He paced back and forth in the room.

"What's wrong?" Hearing that he was muttering in this room, Hu Mei came over.

"It has been several days, and I can't enter the door." Jia said.

"Is it too impetuous?" Hu Mei said.

"Hey, hey, this way, I went to the seniors to ask." He was very serious about the practice. This can be seen through his address to Zhong Liuchuan. There are only two of them, he is still Calling Zhongliuchuan’s brother, in fact, even if it’s outside, the other side is opposite, he’s not even a name. At the very least, Zhong Liuchuan doesn’t care, but he doesn’t, he’s in the door, worships the teacher, these rules. Just have to say, even if the other party does not care.

"Well, let's ask."

Jia went out of the door and then came to Jia’s home.

"Brother."

"What's wrong?" Zhong Liuchuan asked with a smile.

"I am too late to get started." Jia Zi said directly about his own intentions.

"I am upset, naturally, I can't get started smoothly." Zhong Liuchuan directly pointed out the reason.

"Don't you say that, the practice of our door, pay attention to a state of mind." Zhong Liuchuan gave Jia a pour a waterway.

"My practice at the beginning was very slow, but after listening to my husband's words, I began to read the Tao. I gradually became a favorite, my mood changed, and I was quiet. The speed of this practice was unconscious. ”