President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Smith's tone was a little grateful, "Why didn't I think of it, Mrs. Bo, you are still thoughtful, then I will look for it now!"

Being able to persuade Smith not to teach his children Chinese, Song Runian felt that he had done a great deed.

It is really a blessing!

After hanging up the phone, he began to wait for Smith's favorite student to deliver the medicine.

About two hours later, a young boy in a plaid shirt and thick-bottomed glasses appeared in front of Song Runian.

"Hello, Mrs. Bo!" The man bowed directly to Song Ru Nian at ninety degrees, "My teacher asked me to come here to deliver your medicine."

Song Runian was taken aback, and then couldn't help laughing, "Okay, okay, thank you for making this trip, come in and sit down!"

The man quickly waved his hand, "No need, I'll go back immediately after delivering the medicine. The teacher asked me to learn how to make medicine these few days, so I have to go back and continue working."

No matter what Song Runian said, the other party refused to stay longer.

Helpless, Song Runian had no choice but to give up and asked for a contact information, "I don't know how much scar cream I need. If it's not enough, I'll call you and send it to you again, is that okay?"

Without even thinking about it, the man agreed, "Mrs. Bo, you are the teacher's friend, so you are my elder. If the elder needs it, I, the junior, will of course provide it immediately."

Song Runian couldn't help laughing at this scrupulous attitude.

He couldn't help feeling, "Sure enough, it's not without reason that Smith chose you as his apprentice."

A person who is so serious in doing things and knows how to adapt in other places, at first glance, he is not the kind of person who only cares about profit.

Only such people can stick to their original aspirations and continue to shine on Smith's research results instead of commercializing them directly.

pretty good!

After seeing off Smith's students, Song Runian called Qin Su and asked her when it was convenient to get the ointment.

Qin Su wanted to leave the hospital and go see Song Ru-nian again, but thinking of Josie's exhortation yesterday, she finally held back.

"I'm busy with some things, so it's not convenient to get them. Otherwise, you'll have to take a trip and go directly to the hospital to give to Senior Brother Qiao Xi!" Qin Su begged.

Song Runian curled her lips, "What have you been enslaved by Huo Hangzhi recently for? You never come out to see each other."

"It has nothing to do with him," Qin Su replied, "It's my own business, I'll tell you later."

"Okay," Song Runian gave up, "I'm going to the hospital now."

After packing up his things and preparing to go out, Song Runian saw the man wandering outside the gate with sharp eyes.

Fat and big-eared, with a wicked look, he is not a good person.

Song Runian immediately entered a state of alert, "Who are you, what are you hanging around outside my house, be careful and I will call the police!"

The man immediately set his eyes on Song Runian, and his tone was a little excited, "Hey hey, you are Mrs. Bo, you really have admired your name for a long time. I am Tian Yu's father, and my name is Tian Dashang!"

Taro's father?

Song Runian's attitude softened a bit, "So it's Tian Yu's father, hello, what's the matter?"

"That's it," Tian's father replied, "Didn't Tian Yu come to your house to play yesterday? I couldn't go in with me because I had something to do. I just remembered today. One of the gifts contained a brooch I gave to her mother. Mrs. Bo , can you let me go in and get it?"