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Chapter 203
"Did sister agree?" Wen Qinghua's voice was full of joy.

"Go and get it yourself! But I have a condition!" Wen Qingxue turned her beautiful eyes, and suddenly the corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a slight smile.

"What conditions, tell me!" Wen Qinghua said impatiently.

If he could get a few ancient books from his sister and play a role in Wang Zhong's creation, although Wen Qinghua did not directly participate, he would feel honored.

"I want to see Mr. Qingshan first!"

For some reason, Wen Qingxue suddenly became interested in this well-known writer who his younger brother said was brilliant but unusually young.

Looking at the ignorant daughter sitting next to her younger brother, Wen Qingxue sighed quietly in her heart. For this daughter, she can be said to have broken her heart, but the daughter who was in the rebellious period didn't appreciate it at all. Not only that, but also Fight her everywhere.

His daughter Wen Qingxue knew very well in her heart that Wen Ju'an's IQ was definitely not low, and she was even very smart.

It's just that Wen Ju'an doesn't want to use this intelligence in his studies, and has to fight against himself everywhere.

For some reason, after hearing what my younger brother Wen Qinghua said about the young talent who wrote "Hexi Corridor" at the age of seventeen or eighteen, I suddenly wanted to meet and see what the young talent my brother said was true. What kind of mind is it.

"This..." Wen Qinghua showed hesitation on his face.

"What? No way?" Wen Qingxue nodded slightly and asked.

"That's not true!" Wen Qinghua shook his head and explained: "Actually, it's my own wishful thinking to ask my sister to borrow books. Mr. Qingshan just mentioned to me that I was reading ancient books on this topic recently, and I happened to think of my sister. There are quite a few books in this area here, so I wanted to ask first, but I haven't greeted Mr. Qingshan before."

"Mr. Qingshan is indeed a strange person. It is not impossible for my sister to meet her, but I think it is best to say hello to Mr. Qingshan first and ask him for his opinion!" Wen Qinghua said with reason,

After hearing Wen Qinghua's explanation, Wen Qingxue smiled helplessly: "Co-authorship is just your wishful thinking, it's not that someone asked you to help me!"

Wen Qinghua nodded, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

Seeing Wen Qinghua's appearance, Wen Qingxue couldn't help but sighed, and said, "Then you should first ask what your famous writer friend means."

Having said that, but in the blink of an eye, something strange flashed across her eyes.

For her younger brother Wen Qinghua, Wen Qingxue also knew that it was the first time that someone besides herself and her daughter Wen Ju'an could make Wen Qinghua admire him so much and take the initiative to run for him.

Wen Qinghua forced a smile and said, "Then I'll ask tomorrow!"

A few days later, on the weekend, at exactly nine o'clock in the morning, the door of the medical clinic still opened on time. Sanli in a white coat was like a hardworking bee, going in and out of the medical clinic, busy with work.

At around 09:30, Wang Zhongcai walked slowly to the medical center with a cattail fan and the tea leaves he had just bought.

"Sanli, don't be in a hurry to clean up, take this tea and soak it first, there will be guests coming later!" Wang Zhong handed the pot of tea in his hand to Sanli.

Sanli took the tea and asked curiously, "Uncle, is that Teacher Wen again?"

Whenever Wen Qinghua is free, he likes to run to Wang Zhong's place, drink tea and chat with Wang Zhong, and chat about ancient and modern China and foreign countries. Sanli and Yicheng brothers and sisters have met many times, and they gradually become familiar with each other.

Especially Yicheng, I don't know if it's because of his age or because of the same major, he hits it off with this teacher Wen, and chats with Wang Zhong and teacher Wen several times.

"Why is this little brain so smart today?" Wang Zhong looked at Sanli pretending to be surprised.

"If you had this kind of cleverness when you were studying medical skills, you wouldn't just stay at the stage of rote memorization now."

Sanli was a little embarrassed when she said this.

In fact, if you really want to count, Sanli should have been exposed to Chinese medicine with Wang Zhong since she was a child. When she was enlightening Sanli and Simei before, after learning "Thousand Characters", "Hundred Surnames" and "Thousands of Poems" , Wang Zhong began to use medical skills and the Book of Songs to continue 'advanced education' for the two sisters.

In [-], [-]% were admitted to Daxue, and Sanli followed Wang Zhong to formally learn to identify medicinal materials. It has been three or four years now.

It's a pity that those medicine books are too awkward to memorize. So far, Sanli has only memorized a few books, and she has forgotten a lot after memorizing them. She can't be as vivid as Wang Zhong.

It can only be said that Sanli's talent is ordinary, not a genius, just like most ordinary people in this world.

"Uncle!" Sanli stomped her feet, "I'm going to make tea!" She was a little ashamed, embarrassed, and a little coquettish.

Wang Zhong smiled, and took out a copy of "Huainanzi" from the shelf next to him, leaned back on the recliner, opened the pages, and read it word by word.

At around eleven o'clock, Wen Qinghua led Wen Qingxue and Wen Ju'an to the door of the medical clinic. Sanli was sitting behind the counter and flipping through "A Thousand Gold Prescriptions". My uncle said that if you read the book a hundred times, you will see its meaning. If the talent is average, then read it several times over and over again, trying to master the contents of the book by heart first, and then talk about other things.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Sanli looked up, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she immediately became very enthusiastic: "Teacher Wen! You are here!"

"Sanli!" Wen Qinghua smiled and waved to Sanli.

"Sir!" Wen Qinghua also saw Wang Zhong sitting on the recliner, walked over a few steps, and greeted Wang Zhong with a smile.

Wang Zhong got up and said with a smile, "Teacher Wen!"

But his eyes couldn't stop looking at the two women, one big and one small, who were following Wen Qinghua.

The one on the left, with a bag on his shoulder, is tall and slender, wearing a well-fitting suit, trousers, protruding forward and backward, with a proud figure, hair pulled back, and wearing a pair of glasses. With light makeup.

stunner!

Such a word popped up in Wang Zhong's mind involuntarily.

"Sir, this is my sister, Wen Qingxue!"

"Sir!" Wen Qingxue greeted Wang Zhong with a smile, two dimples appeared on her pretty face.

It has to be said that Wen Qingxue's beauty has indeed surpassed Wang Zhong's aesthetics.

"Ms. Wen!" Wang Zhong stretched out his hand, shook it with Wen Qingxue, and immediately took it back.

"This is my sister's daughter, I mentioned it, Wen Ju'an!" Wen Qinghua continued to introduce.

"You are the well-known writer Qingshan?" Wen Ju'an was the complete opposite of her mother and uncle. Qi Liu Hai's big eyes looked Wang Zhong up and down curiously, not as reserved as her mother Wen Qingxue.

"If no one uses this pseudonym, it should be me!" Wang Zhong said with a smile.

"Teacher Wen! Ms. Wen, Miss Ju'an, sit here!" The sofa and coffee table are ready-made.

While a few people were chatting, Sanli had already brought the brewed tea to the coffee table.

(End of this chapter)