Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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Song Xuan came to the door of the house where Yang Zimei was, and happened to meet Yang Qing.

Even though he met Song Xuan ten years ago, Yang Qing was still deeply impressed by him, and hurried forward to say hello, "Mr. Song, hello!"

Song Xuan followed five-year-old Yang Zimei to the hospital to meet Yang Qing. The purpose was to see what kind of parents could give birth to such a gifted child. In the end, what he saw in the hospital was just an ordinary poor village The little teacher couldn't help but secretly disappointed.

In the past ten years, there were too many people coming and going in front of his shop, and Yang Qing's extremely ordinary face was gradually forgotten by him. [

Therefore, he didn't recognize Yang Qing, but thought he was someone who knew him, so he smiled and nodded calmly, "Hello!"

"Mr. Song, thank you."

Song Xuan is Yang Zimei's antique teacher, Yang Qing has always wanted to find an opportunity to thank him, but he was afraid of being too presumptuous, so he put it off, now that he can meet him by chance, he is grateful.

Song Xuan looked at Yang Qing and asked suspiciously, "Sir, why do you want to thank me?"

"Hehe, Mr. Song doesn't remember. I'm Yang Zimei's father, Yang Qing. Thank you for teaching her so that she can appreciate antiques and become an elegant person."

Yang Qing said with a smile.

It turned out that this was Yang Zimei's father. Song Xuan looked at Yang Qing in front of him, overlapping him with the memory of him in the hospital ten years ago.

Ten years ago, Yang Qing was lying in the hospital with a sad, emaciated and timid face. Now he is radiant, with a rosy face and a relaxed smile, which is completely different.

Hearing that it was Yang Zimei's father, Song Xuan didn't dare to neglect him anymore, and hurriedly smiled, and took the initiative to shake Yang Qing's hand, "Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you."

"it's okay no problem."

Yang Qing smiled and shook his head, "Does Mr. Song want to find our girl?"

"Well, there is something I want to discuss with her. Does Mr. Yang live with Xiaomei?" Song Xuan asked.

"It's not convenient for Niuniu to live with us, she bought us another house, it's over there."

Yang Qing pointed to the house where his home was located.

"That's not bad. Xiaomei is very sensible and filial. Mr. Yang is really blessed to have a daughter like Xiaomei." Song Xuan nodded.

Hearing him praising his daughter, Yang Qing's face glowed with pride, and he sighed, "Yes, my useless father made her suffer a lot, but in the end, I still have to rely on her to let my family live. I don’t know how many blessings I have cultivated to live such a happy life, so I have such a daughter, I am really grateful.”

Song Xuan smiled, he didn't have much time to be polite with Yang Qing, so he said, "Miss Yang, I need to find Xiaomei in a hurry, is she at home?"

"At home, I just saw her come out."

Yang Qing hurriedly said, "Then I won't bother you, you go in and see Niu Niu, when you are free, I will treat you to a cup of tea, thank you for taking care of Niu Niu all the time." [

Song Xuan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Mr. Yang, you're being polite. I'm just a Mr. Xiaomei. What she knows is all taught by herself. In terms of taking care of me, she takes care of me more."

"Hehe, Mr. Song is being modest."

Yang Qing walked to the door of the mansion, knocked on the door and shouted, "Niu Niu, open the door quickly, your Mr. Song is here."

"Thank you, Mr. Yang."

"No thanks, I'll go first, see you, Mr. Song."

Yang Qing waved away.

Looking at Yang Qing's brisk and vigorous steps, Song Xuan sighed in his heart, without Yang Zimei, her family would not be in such a situation.

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