National Hand Medicine

Chapter 182 Heavy Content Commitment

"Xiaohe, as Guoran's father, I thank you very much for curing my son." Mr. Song's tone was full of sincerity, and his eyes were full of sincere gratitude.

Su He smiled slightly, looking very plain: "I think as a doctor, I should treat patients."

She didn't show it on the face, but she thought in her heart - now, the theme is coming!
Sure enough, Mr. Song's next words were: "That day... Xiaohe, those two words you said to me before you fell into a coma..."

Su He squinted his eyes. In front of this old man who had fought in the battlefield and lived in a position of superiority for many years, he was not at all timid. His calm and calm attitude surprised even Mr. Song.At this time, she even asked: "What? Is there any problem?"

Mr. Song suddenly burst out laughing.

Su He didn't have any expression on his face. He even held up the teacup in front of him and took a sip leisurely.

Song Guoran, who was standing at the door, was very surprised when he heard the hearty laughter from inside, but he was confused because he didn't hear the conversation inside.

After laughing, Mr. Song nodded and said, "Yes, that's right, there is no problem."

Su He was very satisfied with Mr. Song's cooperation.

Mr. Song said again: "However, I'm still a little curious. What method did you use to make Guoran fully recover from his illness!"

Speaking of this, Mr. Song felt that the scene where Song Guoran was sent for inspection a few days ago was like a dream.

Originally, the liver cancer was ambushed in the body like a bomb and could explode at any time, but no cancer cells were found.

Fortunately, he had a premonition. When sending Song Guoran for an examination, he chose a hospital that he had never been to. He even concealed his identity and asked the hospital to conduct a full-body examination on Song Guoran. Healthy, even all the hidden diseases left over from the special forces before, the whole body is completely at the golden peak of the human body!

Mr. Song couldn't believe it, and used this method to send Song Guoran to many hospitals before confirming and accepting the result.

While being surprised, he was also a little thankful that the experts who consulted Song Guoran before were not allowed to examine him. Those people all knew about Song Guoran's condition. This examination should not surprise him. I'm afraid the next day The news will be known to the entire medical community.

Mr. Song still remembers the word "secret" that Su He said to him before he fell into a coma. As a human being, you should know how to repay your kindness!
In the end, he only told Song Guoran about these things himself, and told others that Song Guoran had found a hermit doctor of traditional Chinese medicine.

Although the complete cure of the terminal disease of advanced liver cancer is very shocking, it is still less shocking than the truth, that is, the news that Su He cured the terminal disease in just a few hours many.

With such a buffer for a period of time, it is still easier for others to accept it.

I have to say, Mr. Song's method, tsk tsk, sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy.

Concealment is concealment, Mr. Song is still very curious in his heart, and he also really wants to find out how a young girl like Su He has such superb medical skills.

Su He will tell him directly that he is an apprentice of the master of the Ghost Doctor Sect, and the method he uses this time is the nine-needle life-sustaining method of the bottom of the box, which is the treasure of my Ghost Doctor Sect, combined with my own Is it the fact that the breath of life?

of course not!

"It's not good to be too curious!" Su He winked playfully at him, looking like a little granddaughter showing off to her grandfather, "There are people with an IQ of 200 in the world, and there are people with an IQ of less than 100." , some people are excellent, some people fail, and I should belong to the excellent 1, the people in it!"

Her proud tone immediately made Mr. Song Song burst out laughing.

But her words can be considered as a hint to Mr. Song - don't ask me casually, I won't tell you!

Now that Su He has expressed it so clearly, Mr. Song will naturally not continue to entangle, and also walked down the steps, chatting with Su He.

Although Mr. Song has a bad temper and is usually like a cannon barrel, the opposite side of his personality is that he is very knowledgeable. He was once a college student and has read a lot of books. The ink in his stomach is definitely not fake .

And Su He, who was taught by Lin Xuanqing, who can be called a master of Chinese studies, is naturally better than Mr. Song!
The two chatted, and found that there were many common topics, and this chat was out of control.

After a long time, Song Guoran got a little impatient waiting outside. Looking out through the window of the teahouse, he saw an orange sky outside, and it was already the time for the sun to set.

He finally couldn't help knocking on the door of the private room.

"Come in." Elder Song's impatient voice came from inside.

Song Guoran was a little confused, but he opened the door and walked in: "Dad, it's time for dinner... Uh, what's going on?"

He stared at everything in front of him in astonishment.

Mr. Song waved his hands impatiently, and his irritable temper was completely revealed: "What's the matter? Can't I see without eyes?"

He didn't even lift his head, all his attention was on the chessboard in front of him.

Yes, it is indeed a chessboard.

A lot of chess pieces had already been placed on the chessboard, the black and white chess pieces were arranged densely, and Mr. Song sat cross-legged on the soft couch, resting his chin in one hand, frowning in thought.

As for Su He who was sitting opposite him, she was holding a thread-bound book with relish, and she was not in a hurry. When she saw Song Guoran coming in, she raised her head from the words she was drowning in, and smiled at Song Guoran. head.

Just like this, you can basically know who wins and who loses between the two.

After thinking for a long time, Mr. Song finally gave up.

"Hey! I can't do it! I can't do it! I lost!" Mr. Song was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, because he lost in the project he was proud of, and felt aggrieved, but he had to give in to Su He. "I said Xiaohe, you girl, can't you let the old man?"

He couldn't help but said, his eyes widened.

Su He chuckled: "Old man, I've given you several eyes." Although Song Guoran didn't hear Su He point out how many eyes there were, but seeing his father's embarrassing expression, he knew the so-called "Several eyes" will definitely not be missing!

After mentioning this, Mr. Song was naturally even more embarrassed. He smiled awkwardly: "Okay, old man, I have given up today. I have played chess for decades, but I can't compare to a little girl." Haha! I’m old and old!” Su He was also not modest: “Didn’t Edison say that, geniuses are 90.00% ninety percent sweat plus one percent inspiration.” She paused, then said, “But The most important thing is that one percent inspiration, so-called 90.00% of the sweat can be avoided, but that one percent inspiration must be there. Isn’t it?”

If she studies Chinese culture, it doesn't mean she doesn't know anything about foreign celebrities.

Hearing what Su He said, Mr. Song also felt very happy.

In fact, Su He's words are a bit proud, after all, isn't that [-]% of inspiration referring to herself!If another person was in front of her, she wouldn't be so angry.

But the one in front of her was Mr. Song, and this Mr. Song felt that Su He's words were very appealing to her. He laughed and felt very comfortable, and he fell in love with Su He more and more. Seeing her The look in his eyes is like looking at his own granddaughter!
"Okay, girl, you've been sitting with me all afternoon, so I'll treat you to dinner tonight!" Mr. Song said.

"Okay, then I'll be disrespectful!" Su He narrowed his eyes with a smile.

But Song Guoran was very surprised - besides his grandson Song Yunmo, who else had such a kind attitude towards his father? Was this the sun coming out from the west?

In the evening, Mr. Song took Su He to an old restaurant. The decoration of this restaurant is not very good. It looks like a very ordinary place, but the taste of the food is surprisingly good. Even Su He, a little glutton, ate it again and again. Nodding, I thought to myself that the taste of the food here is not inferior to my own!
And the owner of this restaurant is also someone that old man Su knows, and he looks like he should have been an officer once.

In fact, those who really know how to eat don’t necessarily go to those very high-end and expensive places, although it is undeniable that in these high-end and expensive restaurants, there are some rare ingredients that cannot be found outside, and the taste is naturally higher. , but the real delicacies are hidden in the folk, those fly restaurants.

For example, Su He and Lin Xuanqing, a small and a big foodie, used to travel around the rivers and lakes. Whenever they went to a place, they would first go to some fly restaurants hidden in the streets and alleys of the city to find delicious food.

And now that Su He has discovered a new place, he is naturally very happy!

During the meal, Mr. Song said something to Su He unexpectedly.

At that time, his tone can definitely be called an understatement, but the content is definitely an atomic bomb-level horror!

"Xiaohe, you girl, you are really nice! I'll just tell you that today, as long as you don't blow up the sky in this capital city! No matter how big things are caused! My old man will help you Paul!" This sentence is very meaningful!
What kind of person is Mr. Song, and he actually said that as long as Su He doesn't cause big troubles, he will try his best to protect Su He?
This promise is already too heavy to describe in words!

Song Guoran, who was eating deliciously at the side, was stunned for a moment, and the chopsticks in his hand fell off.

(End of this chapter)