In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

When I got home, Ling Zhi had already heated up the meal. Seeing the thing she pushed back, he asked in surprise, "This is kudzu root? How did this thing turn into powder?"

He had never seen kudzu root, but he had eaten kudzu root powder when he was very young. After all, the ancestors of the Ling family had imperial doctors, and his grandfather was also an old Chinese doctor, who knew a lot of ways to keep in good health.

Song Hongguo explained the process to him in general, and finally told him, "You two only need to clean these kudzu roots today, and I will do the rest when I come back."

Ling Zhi knew that she was worried about using a knife, so he nodded.

After a simple breakfast, Song Hongguo changed into yesterday's clothes, and hurried to work with a basket. There was a kraft paper bag in the basket, which contained ten yam cakes. The paper bag was also kindly provided by the system, although it was not colorful Pattern, but it looks very advanced.

On the way, she bought some more things from the mall, and two yam cakes. After meeting Xu Jiashu in the grove, she gave him a bag with six small ones in it, which moved his eyes. famous.

When they arrived at the department, before the patient came, Song Hongguo took out another copy and gave it to Xu Xianghong. What she said made it difficult for her to refuse, "I made it myself, and the yam didn't cost any money. I dug it from the mountain yesterday."

Xu Xianghong took it, somewhat embarrassed, "There are still yams on the mountain there?"

Song Hongguo said casually, "Well, wild ones are not artificially planted. Shunliu is not easy to dig, but the taste is not bad. Try it and eat it as a snack."

Xu Xianghong opened the bag, looked at it, and said in surprise, "Your hands are quite skillful, even more delicate than the mooncakes that our factory distributes during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Song Hongguo explained with a smile, "I made it out of a mold. The exquisiteness is also the credit of the master sculptor. I just wanted to save trouble, so it's a coincidence..."

The two were chatting, Song Hongguo looked through yesterday's medical records, Xu Xianghong took out one, tasted it carefully, and couldn't help but praise her.

After ten o'clock, the registered patients were basically finished. Seeing the situation, Song Hongguo greeted Xu Xianghong, and went to the back ward building with a basket, thinking about seeing how Zhou Changqing's operation was going.

When she arrived, Zhou Changqing had just come out of the operating room not long ago, he was awake, lying on the bed, his face was pale, his brows were slightly frowned because of the pain, beside a well-dressed middle-aged woman, holding cotton The stick was dipped in warm water, and patiently and gently wiped his mouth.

"Uncle Zhou!"

Seeing that it was her who entered the door, Zhou Changqing smiled, "It's Hongguo. Minglou just went out and will be back in a while. Are you busy? Sit down and wait."

Song Hongguo, "..."

She came to visit a doctor, not rushing to Huo Minglou.

"I'll come and see you. Is the operation going well?" She asked calmly, taking out the things in the basket, two canned fruits, and a can of malted milk, which are perfect for visiting patients .

Zhou Changqing first said "It's all very good", seeing her presenting such a generous gift, he couldn't help but said, "What are you doing with these? I don't need them here, take them back and give them a drink..."

"They have it. It's for your body. It's an operation, so don't take it seriously." Song Hongguo put the things on the bedside table, before talking to the middle-aged woman, "Hello."

The man also said hello subconsciously, and turned to look at Zhou Changqing with a questioning look in his eyes.

Zhou Changqing introduced the two to each other, "Hongguo, this is my lover, Huiying, this is Dr. Song from the obstetrics and gynecology department. It just so happens that Minglou accompanied me to the hospital yesterday, and we happened to meet. She and Minglou are the same. Friends, she was the one who helped with the hospitalization procedures, which caused them a lot of trouble, and she is so polite today..."

Zhou Changqing didn't mention her acquaintance with her adoptive father, and Song Hongguo naturally wouldn't say much, but in this way, it seemed that her relationship with Huo Minglou was very unusual, otherwise how could Zhou Changqing call her so close?And it didn't make sense for her to come to visit with a generous gift. Only if she had a relationship with Huo Minglou could their behavior make sense.

That's what Xu Huiying thought, and she took Huo Minglou and her as a couple without any effort, and took it for granted that her old Zhou was a matchmaker, so her attitude immediately became close, "Doctor Song, right? Sit down quickly, it will cost you money, when did you and Minglou meet?"

After asking, without waiting for Song Hongguo to respond, he said to Zhou Changqing angrily, "You too, why didn't you tell me about such an important matter, and Minglou didn't mention it, so you just kept it from me, right? Thanks to me You are still worrying about him all day long, I dare say you two have already made plans."

Zhou Changqing glanced at Song Hongguo, and explained with a smile, "Isn't the relationship between the two of them undecided, and it's not appropriate to say it too early."

When Xu Huiying heard this, she couldn't help but glared at him, "Of course it's not appropriate to tell outsiders, but am I an outsider?"

Zhou Changqing hurriedly coaxed, "Of course you are not an outsider, you are Minglou's teacher's wife, and you can be half master for him, so I forgot when I got busy."

"I'll deal with you later." Xu Huiying snorted, then turned to look at Song Hongguo, with a friendly smile on her face, "I'll call you Hongguo too, Hongguo, how long have you known Minglou?" gone?"

"...More than a month." Obviously she shouldn't feel guilty, but at this inexplicable moment, she feels like an ugly daughter-in-law seeing her in-laws, and she feels uncomfortable.

Xu Huiying was surprised, "It's been so long? Minglou is really calm. He didn't say anything. He is really like his teacher. He knows about work all day long, and he is a boring gourd."

Song Hongguo had no choice but to explain, and if she let the other party make up her mind, she would have no way out, "Aunt Xu, you may have misunderstood, Huo Gong and I..."

Before she could finish speaking, the door opened, and Huo Minglou walked in. The crisp and stylish black tunic suit didn't look dull, on the contrary, it made it look more graceful.

As soon as he came, the ward seemed to be lit up.

Song Hongguo's eyes fell on his arms. He actually held two bunches of forsythia flowers. The tender yellow branches were full of flowers without leaves, and they were wrapped in newspapers.

He also saw her, and after a slight start, a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face, "Doctor Song, are you there?"

Song Hongguo forced a smile and nodded in response, "I'll come and see Uncle Zhou."

"You don't have to worry. The teacher's operation went very smoothly. Director Zhao performed the operation. He will be discharged from the hospital in about seven days." He explained very clearly.

Song Hongguo, "Oh..."

The two of them are really not familiar with each other, so how to chat needs to be adjusted.

Anyway, she still can't find a breakthrough point, is it because she was single for too long in her previous life and has no experience in love?

At this time, Xu Huiying looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "Minglou is back? The red fruit has been waiting for you for a while, where did you cut the flowers? Hey, it's so beautiful, who is it for? ?”