The charming girl from the 70s seduces her rough husband until he vomits blood

Fang Minglang recalled it for a while, and finally shook his head: "I have met someone who I think is quite suitable, but... maybe it was not fate, so it didn't work out."

"Ah?" Han Yingying felt a little pity for him: "Then you must be very sorry."

Fang Minglang smiled: "Of course I regret it, but then I think about it, she is living a happy life now, which proves that I am not the right match for him, and if he is not destined, there will be no results if he forces it, so why should I It makes no sense to become pathetic."

Han Yingying looked at the very transparent Fang Minglang and smiled.

Fang Minglang looked at her curiously: "What are you laughing at?"

"I just suddenly felt that you lived a very transparent life, as if nothing could hurt you, and then I thought of another person who also lived such a transparent life."

"Oh? Who is it? Do I know him?"

"My pearl," Han Yingying smiled brightly: "Don't you think that in this aspect, I think you two are very similar?"

"looks like?"

"Well, it seems like you can all be people's life coaches."

Fang Mingliang paused, then chuckled: "Really? It's an honor for me to get such a high evaluation from you."

After he finished speaking, he did not intend to continue the topic, but took the initiative to ask her: "Your father is in business, right? Why did you think of studying medicine?"

Han Yingying shrugged: "Because I don't know what I want to do, and I don't want to do what my mother said, just study any major, and after graduating from college, find a job to work in for the rest of my life. After thinking about it, being a doctor seems to be the most challenging, so , I signed up for this major after discussing it with my grandfather.”

Fang Minglang pursed his lips: "You chose your major randomly."

"Well, what about you? Why did you choose to be a doctor? Is it because of your mother?"

Fang Minglang thought for a while: "Well, my dad always wanted me to be a soldier, but my physical fitness was not very good, and I didn't like sports very much. At that time, I neither wanted to be a soldier nor a doctor. My wish was Be a teacher.

Until one time, my mother took me to the hospital to get some things, and happened to meet a patient with a head injury. The patient was seriously injured at the time, and the tissues inside his head could be clearly seen. From a normal person's perspective, he would not survive. Yes, even the doctor who treated me was not sure that the operation would be successful.

By chance, my mother passed by. Seeing this situation, she went to the operating room without hesitation, participated in the operation, and snatched the patient out of the hands of death. When she came out, the patient's family knelt in front of them and thanked them profusely. .

At that moment, I suddenly felt that the job of a doctor is to save lives and heal the wounded. Every time a life is saved, a family is saved, which is quite great, isn't it? "

Han Yingying didn't expect that he would be a doctor and would have such an opportunity: "The reason why you become a doctor is much greater than the rest of us."

"No, many times, choices are pushed. Being able to enter this industry means that you are destined to it. In short... you should do your best."

Han Yingying chuckled and nodded, her eyebrows brightening when she looked at Fang Minglang.

She never knew that chatting with a person of the opposite sex could make people feel so natural and comfortable.

In the afternoon, when Fang Shuyu came, he brought Hou Xiaoqing with him.

When the two came in, Han Yingying was sitting beside the hospital bed, peeling an apple for Fang Minglang.

Fang Minglang had a smile on his face: "Mom, you came fast enough."

Hou Xiaoqing stepped forward with a solemn expression. The first thing she did was to pull open the bandaged wound on Fang Minglang's lower abdomen and take a look, then asked: "How is the wound?"

"It's okay, it's not serious. I think it will be fine after ten days and a half."

Hou Xiaoqing glanced at him: "You are very open-minded. I was scared to death on the way here."

Fang Minglang smiled warmly: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of losing your son in old age?"

Hou Xiaoqing raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder: "You bastard, you dare to say anything to your mother, right?"

"I'm not trying to arouse your emotions and make you calm down."

"I'm so nervous, you kid. Just listen to me. Once you get out of the hospital, find me a daughter-in-law as soon as possible. Get married early and have children early."

Fang Minglang chuckled: "Then if I die after staying with the old Fang family, you won't feel bad for me?"

Fang Shuyu also glared at him: "You kid, don't joke around. You are unique in our old Fang family."

After Hou Xiaoqing saw that he was fine, she didn't feel sorry for him at all. She raised her hand and slapped him twice: "I'll let you talk."

Han Yingying looked at him for a long time, frowning, and finally couldn't help it anymore, and raised her hand gently: "Auntie... Fang Minglang also has an injury on his arm, so he can't be beaten."

Hou Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment, looked at Fang Minglang, took his arm and checked: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Hey, it's nothing. It doesn't hurt."

Hou Xiaoqing took a look and saw that the wound was treated well. Fortunately, it was okay.

She poked Fang Minglang on the forehead and said, "I'll forget it if you're mad at me."

She said and looked at Han Yingying: "Girl, you are..."

Han Yingying lowered her head with a guilty conscience: "I'm sorry, Fang Minglang was... injured yesterday because he was trying to save me."

She didn't know if the other party would blame her. She was nervous, but she felt the scrutinizing gaze from Hou Xiaoqing.

Immediately afterwards, Hou Xiaoqing held Han Yingying's hand and smiled gently: "Little girl, don't be nervous. He is a doctor and he has to save people. It is not important how he saves people, but it is important if he saves them. Well... what's your name?" ah?"

Fang Shuyu immediately followed and answered: "This is the niece of Jiang Shan's husband's family, her name is Han Yingying."

"Hey, then we can be considered relatives."

Han Yingying raised her eyes to look at Hou Xiaoqing's bright smile, and felt that Fang Minglang was right. None of his family members seemed to have any intention of blaming her.

She felt a little relieved.

Hou Xiaoqing asked again: "Girl, how old are you and do you have a boyfriend?"

When Fang Minglang heard this, he felt something was wrong: "Mom!"

Hou Xiaoqing turned her head and gouged him out with a look: "What the hell, I'm not dead yet. You don't need to wake me up."

She said and looked at Han Yingying gently.

Han Yingying said obediently: "Auntie, I'm 19 this year, and I still... don't have a boyfriend."

"Oh, that's really..."

Fang Minglang spoke again: "Yingying, you can't call my mother aunt, it's too late."

Han Yingying turned to look at him.

Fang Minglang pointed at Fang Shuyu: "If you call my aunt grandma, then you have to call my mother grandma Hou. They are biological sisters-in-law."

After hearing this, Han Yingying immediately changed her words to Hou Xiaoqing honestly: "Grandma Hou."

Hou Xiaoqing turned to glare at Fang Minglang.

Fang Minglang raised his eyebrows and smiled at her. He knew his mother very well. As soon as she opened her mouth, he knew what her mother was going to do.

He had no such idea about Han Yingying, and naturally he didn't want to complicate the relationship.