Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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"Don't you suspect that she is your cousin?"

Yang Zimei asked with a smile.

"No doubt. First, the age is not the same. My cousin is almost 40 years old now. Second, how can my cousin be your servant?"

Abe Qiannan replied.

Miss Jingming is 40 years old?

She looked at Sadako carefully.

Sadako now looks like a 20-year-old woman, and she doesn't look like a 40-year-old woman. Perhaps it is not surprising that her aging has begun to stop under the dust.

She believed in Guan Shanyue's feelings.

Yang Zimei chatted casually with Abe Qiannan, and after breakfast, she went home to visit her grandma and help Xiaojin heal her legs.

The scars on Ye Qing's face were all gone, because the pills made of snow lotus and other precious medicinal materials that he took every day had a great effect on the skin. Except for the face, the skin of the whole person became hydrated, and the hair was also jet-black. Bright and beautiful, coupled with her well-behaved, kind and industrious appearance, made her glow like a little angel.

Everyone in the Yang family likes Ye Qing very much, especially Zixi, who is as close as two sisters.

Ye Qing's mother who runs a chicken stall came to see her, seeing how beautiful her daughter has become, she couldn't believe her eyes.

Because Ye Qing still wanted to take care of Xiao Jin, he would not go home for the time being.

Under Yang Zimei's acupuncture and moxibustion, Xiaojin's legs began to gradually regain consciousness, and he could walk a few steps with the support. He only needs to do a few more acupuncture and moxibustion, and he will be able to walk normally.

After doing acupuncture for Xiao Jin, I went to Brunei Street to do acupuncture for Song Xuan.

Today is also the last time to do acupuncture for Song Xuan.

He has a strong will and a strong desire to survive, so he actively cooperated with Yang Zimei's treatment, so the cancer cells were also driven away quickly.

Yang Zimei came to Mo Xuan's backyard.

Lin Qingmei was sitting on the recliner with her big belly, shaking a fan with one hand.

And Song Xuan was lying on her protruding abdomen, listening to something.

Lin Qingmei's expression was gentle and satisfied, like the refreshing summer wind, which made people feel peaceful when they saw it.

And Song Xuan's thin face was also full of tranquility and satisfaction.

Lin Qingmei reached out and stroked his hair gently, her eyes were full of tender love.

It's such a beautiful picture.

If Yang Zimei had a camera at this moment, she would have wanted to take a picture of it, making this moment an eternity.

Looking at the beautiful and warm moment in front of her, she couldn't bear to step forward to disturb her, so she just stood aside and waited.

Lin Qingmei still found her.

She patted Song Xuan on the shoulder, "Xiaomei is here."

Song Xuan raised his head from her belly, saw Yang Zimei, and stood up with a bit of embarrassment on his face.

Yang Zimei walked over, "Mr. Song, Sister Qingmei, good morning!"

"Hello Xiaomei, sit down quickly."

Lin Qingmei stood up and told Yang Zimei to sit down, "Today I made some sweet-scented osmanthus cake, I'll get it for you to eat."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Qingmei."

Yang Zimei smiled and nodded.

Her favorite food is the pastry made by Lin Qingmei, which is even better than that made by Sadako.

Yang Zimei felt Song Xuan's pulse first, and then began to give him acupuncture.

Twenty minutes later, the acupuncture was completed, and she happily said to Song Xuan, "Mr. Song, your recovery is very good. From now on, it will be enough to give you acupuncture once a month at most, and you don't need to do it every day."

"Thank you Xiaomei, you gave me a new life."

Song Xuan was very grateful.

"Between teachers and students, it's polite to say these things. Sister Qingmei is due to give birth in one month, you have to take good care of your body, so that you can hug Xiaopang when the time comes."

Yang Zimei said with a smile.

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