Siheyuan: a hundred-year-old Chinese medicine doctor, Jiehu Qinhuairu

"Hurry up and notify your family members, we will perform a second operation on you."

The middle-aged doctor looked at Xu Damao and scolded.

"Oh shit!!!"

Xu Damao slumped on the ground all of a sudden, and asked with horrified eyes: "Doctor, doctor, I won't protect the other one, right?"

"I still do not know yet."

"But if you don't have a second operation, you will definitely lose your insurance."

The young doctor Li said with affirmative tone.

"Hurry up, help me go to the surgery." Clerk Xu Damao grabbed the young doctor's arm and shouted as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

immediately.

Two doctors took Xu Damao out of the silly ward.

"call--"

A few people left.

Silly Zhu lying on the hospital bed let out a long breath.

There is a sense of afterlife.

"Mad, it's too scary."

Sha Zhu was still in shock, so he quickly found the prescription from under the pillow and tore it into pieces.

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"Brother, what did you do to Xu Damao?"

At this time.

He Yushui ran into the ward out of breath.

Just when she saw Xu Damao being taken away by two doctors, she thought it was the stupid brother Xu Damao who had beaten him up.

After all, these two people pinch each other when they meet.

"Your brother and I are already like this. What can we do with him? It's because he got drunk and poisoned himself."

"Don't pin everything on your brother."

Silly eyes blamed.

"Brother, you go back and ask me to find Uncle Yi. Uncle Yi has already been buried."

"Do you want more?"

It took about 10 minutes from the hospital to the Red Star Courtyard, and He Yushui ran all the way back and forth.

It took about 15 minutes.

The reason why she cared so much about Brother Sha was that Sha Zhu had been lying on the hospital bed for the past two days, deeply repenting for what he had done before.

He apologized to He Yushui several times.

And promised to buy a bicycle for her next year, He Yushui looked at the face of the bicycle.

I forgave the idiot.

"Bury it, bury it."

Silly Zhu nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.

"However, don't tell me where to bury it. I don't want to know about your brother in my life."

"I asked, but Uncle Yi didn't say anything, just because he was afraid that you would feel shocked if you found out."

He Yushui walked over and poured Brother Sha a glass of water.

"Hey, Uncle One is so kind."

Upon hearing this, Shazhu sighed in admiration, "The grandson of Xu Damao just said bad things about Uncle Yi, and when he recovers from his illness, he must beat him up."

"Then you should recover from your illness as soon as possible, and quickly recognize Uncle Yi as your godfather, and treat Uncle Yi better in the future."

He Yushui looked at the silly brother and said.

She's a smart woman, but there's just one thing about her that's unpleasant.

Turn your elbows out.

In the original book, he helped Qin Huairu persuade his stupid brother to marry a widow, and helped Qin Huairu Xi the blood of the stupid brother.

Now he is helping Yi Zhonghai to adopt his godson.

He Yushui has been cheating his own fool all his life.

"That's up to you to say."

"Just one thing, if our father comes back, what should we do if we don't agree?"

Silly Zhu was a little worried.

My own father, He Daqing, ran away with a widow for two months without hearing from him.

This is a godfather without his consent.

Silly Zhu felt somewhat disregarding his father's face.

"Brother, our father doesn't want us anymore, he ran away with others without saying a word, what do you care about him?"

"The father is not loving, the son is not filial."

He Yushui had a look of resentment. She hadn't had much affection for her father since she was a child.

What's more, it's gone now.

He Yushui assumed that his own father was no longer alive.

"Come on, I'm still a younger sister, how do I know how to comfort his brother?"

After listening to my sister.

Silly Zhu's heart was clear.

----

the next morning.

The seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.

There was a heavy snowfall, and the whole courtyard was covered with silver, and it was a vast expanse of white.

morning.

Song Qingshan slowly opened the door.

Being shocked by the scene in front of him was not because of the heavy snowfall.

Instead, there were five or sixty people standing in the entire backyard.

All surnamed Sun.

"gentlemen."

Sun Shouwu was wearing a black cloak, standing at the front with his hands in his hands.

With cloudy eyes, he saw Song Qingshan walking out of the house.

His old body bowed slightly.

Shout two words respectfully.

The voice just fell.

Behind him, fifty or sixty descendants of the Sun family all knelt in the snow.

Shouted loudly: "Greetings to Patriarch." B.

158 On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Song Qingshan and Qin Huairu got married

Song Qingshan's face was calm.

Standing hunched over outside the house door, the whole person looked calm and majestic, with a majestic aura.

Song Qingshan slowly raised his hand to catch a falling snowflake.

Hold it in the palm of your hand and feel cool.

What a big stage.

Very big snow.

"Old man, what's the matter." Qin Huairu ran out in a panic when he heard the movement outside the house.

See the scene in front of you.

Immediately, his face was full of astonishment.

"Little Master." Seeing Qin Huairu, Sun Shouwu bowed slightly again, and shouted respectfully.

"Meet the patriarch grandma."

The descendants of the Sun family knelt down and kowtowed again.

For an instant.

Qin Huairu's face turned pale.

At a loss, he grabbed his old man's arm.

She is a country girl.

Where have I seen such a big scene, I was really frightened.

Not just him.

The people in the courtyard didn't wake up, especially the residents in the backyard, who were surprised by the heavy snow before they opened their eyes.

I saw through the window that the courtyard was full of people kneeling.

Everyone got dressed and stood at the door.

Everyone was astonished.

"What's the situation? This is?"

"Looking at the clothes, these don't look like poor people."

"Why do you all kneel down to Mr. Song? The one standing at the front is an old man. Could it be the old man's long-lost relative?"

"You are stupid. I didn't realize that it was the Patriarch who called out. This should be a teacher apprenticeship ceremony."

"It's so imposing, I want to kneel down when I see it."

"The old man is amazing this time."

Some people in the courtyard were discussing in low voices, and there were more and more people watching in the courtyard.

"The scene is really big."

Liu Haizhong stood at the door of his house, his eyes were red with envy.

Such a big scene.

It was his dream scene, so many people bowed down, as if bowing their heads.

This is even more exciting than being a high official.

"Father, what is old man Song doing?" Second Aunt hid behind her bangs, only dared to poke her head "Three Nine Three" to watch.

"It's nothing to make a fuss about taking in some apprentices." Liu Haizhong replied sourly with his hands behind his back.

"Dad, you are not a fourth-level blacksmith, and you will also recruit apprentices to help you out later. How impressive is this."

"Old man Song is really majestic this time, more shocking than hitting ten stupid pillars."

"But let's put it down, it's almost the Chinese New Year, how much New Year's money do you have to pay for accepting so many apprentices?"