I am the master of medicine god

Chapter 120 Doubt
A pillow hit the back of his head in an instant, and after taking the pillow and seeing the little girl's angry expression, Wang Xiping quickly raised his hands and surrendered.

After all, his original intention was to be with her to make her happy, especially after knowing her situation, it moved the compassion that human beings should have, but it would be terrible if he accidentally pissed her off.

"All right, little sister, I was wrong!"

Wang Xiping raised his hands, and after seeing him expressing his surrender, the little girl snorted coldly and sat on the bed with her head turned, obviously not wanting to talk to him.

"Dang Dang Dong"

There was a harsh sound suddenly, and the little girl finally couldn't help turning her head and said angrily: "Can you be quiet? If you don't know how to play the piano, don't touch it randomly, okay?"

Wang Xiping spread his hands innocently, and then said with a serious smile: "Isn't this something you have to learn only if you don't understand it? Xiao Yaya, why don't you come and teach me."

Zhao Ya looked away again in disgust, the ear-piercing voice rang out again, she pouted and glared at Wang Xiping helplessly, then walked over covering her ears.

After kicking him lightly on the leg, Wang Xiping moved his butt to the side very well, leaving half of the space open for Zhao Ya.

"You stand aside, I don't want to sit with you."

"Dang Dang Dong"

Well, Zhao Ya said that she was defeated, and after giving him another contemptuous look, she had no choice but to sit down beside him, but her small body leaned to one side, as if she was afraid of touching him.

"I'll just teach it once, just listen to it yourself!"

After pouting and giving him a blank look, Zhao Ya began to enter the identity of a teacher, starting from the most basic first step, the position of the keys, and demonstrating it on the piano from time to time.

Wang Xiping, who was sitting on the side, listened silently. At this time, he could also discover that this little girl actually liked the piano very much. Even if she was explaining to him, she was serious and intoxicated when she was demonstrating and playing.

"You should like playing the piano very much, right?"

After she finished the last step, Wang Xiping suddenly asked with a chuckle.

After hearing this question, Zhao Ya's eyes dimmed instantly, and she asked coldly, "Are you going to learn or not? Have you remembered what you just said?"

Wang Xiping suddenly came back to his senses. It was obvious that he had misspoken just now. For a person who has very little life left, talking about her dreams and love is the last thing she should do!
"You said it so carefully, of course I remember it! You may not believe it, but I might still be a piano genius!"

Seeing the obvious distrust in Zhao Ya's eyes, who even got up and was about to walk away, Wang Xiping smiled slightly, looked at the sheet music called "Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini" on the piano stand, and pressed the The sheet music began to play.

The unique melody of the piano suddenly sounded, and Zhao Ya's footsteps also stopped suddenly. She looked back in disbelief, and saw Wang Xiping was playing seriously, and her rosy mouth was also opened wide. .

Having practiced the piano for many years, she could naturally see that Wang Xiping's technique was unfamiliar, but even so, it shocked her even more.

"How do you play so well?"

After a long time, after finishing the song, just as Wang Xiping withdrew his hands, Zhao Ya came over and stared at him in horror and asked.

"Hehe, didn't I say that? Maybe I'm a piano genius. Judging by your appearance, I should be." Wang Xiping smiled flatly. Zhao Ya was shocked and envious, but wanted to beat him up.

She was able to play just by listening to her own narration, and it was a success, which made her feel so embarrassed after years of hard work!

"Believe you will be a ghost, you are trying this!"

Zhao Ya pursed her lips, and turned the music score to the last page again. The music score on this page was obviously handwritten by someone. The name of the song was "Prayer". Yes, it was written by herself.

If Wang Xiping had pretended before, but in fact he had learned the piano before, this piece that she hadn't finished writing by herself would definitely make people uncomfortable.

Wang Xiping just glanced at it slightly, the smile on the corners of his mouth remained unchanged, and he played with both hands again. With the experience of the previous piece of music, his fingers are now more flexible.

"Wow!"

The little girl was completely stunned, staring blankly at Wang Xiping who was playing, listening to the melody she had composed and the melody that only she could understand, her eyes gradually became moist.

"Oh, so you guys are already so close? Come on, it's time to drink the medicine!"

At this moment, the door of the ward was gently pushed open, and Xiao Qian came in with a bowl of jet-black liquid medicine. Zhao Ya quickly climbed off the stool and secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"It's this sweet, greasy and bitter thing again, can you change the taste?"

After taking the medicine in Xiao Qian's hand and taking a sip, Zhao Ya's small face wrinkled like a bun and said.

"What are you talking about? You can change the medicine at will. You drink it first, and I have to deliver medicine to others." Xiao Qian rubbed her cheeks with a grin.

"It's good medicine again, isn't it?"

The little girl retorted familiarly, which made Xiao Qian feel helpless for a while.

"Don't worry, and I'm here to watch, I'll let the little kid drink up the medicine obediently." Wang Xiping had no choice but to raise his hand to show his existence.

After taking a look at Wang Xiping and signaling him to supervise the little girl to finish drinking the medicine, he hurried out again.

"Hmph, it's nothing to drink anyway!"

After Xiao Qian left, the little girl put the medicine bowl on the table with a loud bang, her mouth was full of disgust, and a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes again.

Wang Xiping, who was sitting by the side, subconsciously glanced at the medicine in her bowl, just about to persuade her to drink it quickly, but after looking at the residue of medicine inside, his brows frowned instantly.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Perhaps to prove something, Wang Xiping suddenly walked over to pick up the bowl and took a sip. Zhao Ya blushed instantly, and asked again with puzzled eyes.

"Licorice, jujube, oolong tea, honey, and brown sugar! All these are ingredients with antidote properties?!"

Wang Xiping ignored Zhao Ya, who was full of doubts, and muttered about the taste he had tasted, but in the end he whispered even more puzzled than Zhao Ya.

"Obviously, no matter whether it's body conditioning or treatment, it shouldn't be matched like this. Xiao Yaya, can you tell me about your illness?"

Seeing Wang Xiping's serious and heavy face, Zhao Ya was also slightly stunned, muttering in her heart that she was just a nurse, but after a long while, she nodded lightly.

(End of this chapter)