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Yan Ke's headache was intermittent, and his complexion was not very good all afternoon, so Yu Cheng asked him to go home and rest first.Before leaving, Yan Ke went to the outpatient clinic to make an appointment, prescribed painkillers and sleeping pills with his work number, and then changed his white coat and went to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

The medicine dispensing window was very busy, and his colleagues didn't know him after taking off their white coats. Yan Ke felt relieved when he treated him fiercely.

He got into the car and began to remove the painkillers, and suddenly remembered that he could not drive for a short time after taking antipyretic and analgesic drugs.He imagined his car being wrecked, his body shattered into shards of flesh and nerves, and he wasn't afraid.Instead, he thought that if 120 sent him back to the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, those who participated in the rescue might be all acquaintances.

Dad can also know that he left early today through the TV news.

Yan Ke frowned and put the painkiller back.

Suddenly someone knocked on the window, Yan Ke hid the medicine in panic, only to find out that it was Zhang Xingduan when he heard people outside laughing.

"Master Yan, are you sick?"

Yan Ke rolled down the car window, and before he could speak, Zhang Xingduan reached in and touched his forehead.

"No fever, just a little headache." Yan Ke avoided his hand, thought for a while, and held up the medicine bag to show him, "Painkillers, sleeping pills."

"I don't check your post." Zhang Xingduan said with a smile, "After all, I missed work to meet you."

"Don't you suspect that I'm taking drugs?"

"If you want to take drugs, you can't buy them in the hospital."

"Where can I buy it? Do you have a way?"

Zhang Xingduan was taken aback, and immediately showed a displeased expression: "What do you mean?"

Yan Ke was silent for a while, and said, "I'm sorry, I was talking nonsense. I'm not in a good mood."

"Yan Ke, you'd better go see the spirit..." Before Zhang Xingduan finished speaking, Yan Ke started the car and pretended not to hear.

Zhang Xingduan frowned as he watched him go away, took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Hi, Director Lin, are you busy? ... I'm Xiao Zhang from the Provincial Medical Affairs Department. I have something I want to consult with you..."

When Yan Ke returned home, he was greeted by the same empty living room as usual.The nanny did not know which floor was cleaning, and did not hear the sound of him opening the door.

After Yan Ke took the medicine, he didn't know what to do next, so he just sat on the sofa in a daze.

The nanny came up from the basement, greeted him warmly, and said that she saw a violin case in the storage room, and asked if it was a violin.

Yan Ke was stunned.The nanny wiped the piano case and brought it over, looking at him expectantly.Yan Ke opened the case and saw the spruce violin inside which was as bright as new.He picked up the piano head, twisted his wrist casually, and the piano board rested firmly on his shoulders.Slightly nodding, the profile of her face just pressed against the chin rest.

Familiar angle, familiar weight.

The action has been repeated countless times.

The nanny said pleasantly: "Xiao Yan, can you listen to me?"

Yan Ke glanced at the qin bow, put the qin back into the box, and said calmly: "I haven't touched it for many years, I forgot how to pull it."

The nanny sighed in disappointment, and had to carefully carry the piano case back to the basement.

Today my father is not coming back for dinner, and my mother is still in a meeting abroad.The nanny cooked the meals for him in advance and continued to clean other floors.Yan Ke looked at the few delicate dishes and lost his appetite at all, so he took the sleeping pills with the chicken soup and went upstairs to sleep.

Because of Yan Ke's early departure, Yu Cheng worked overtime in the hospital for a while.Ling Lu was very interested in the bookstore he mentioned, so he also took the initiative to stay and help him work.Yu Cheng treated him to a meal by the way.

The two went there by bus.Ling Lu was surprised that he didn't buy a car, and Yu Cheng explained that the staff dormitory was close to the hospital, so there was no need to buy one.Ling Lu was even more surprised, he thought Yu Cheng was a local.

"I have a local accent, right?" Yu Cheng said with a smile, "I've been in City A since my internship, and Mr. Yan was still alive at that time... Unknowingly, Mr. Yan has been gone for two years."

Ling Lu saw that he was a little melancholy, so he changed the subject and chatted with him about books.

Yu Cheng loves Chinese studies.Unlike Ling Lu's superficial reading, he really did research.In the end, the topic turned around to Mr. Yan—when Yu Cheng was choosing a tutor, Mr. Yan had already stopped accepting students, but he accidentally saw his resume made by himself with calligraphy and Chinese painting, and abruptly separated him from the other three who intentionally accepted him. The instructor snatched it from his hands.

When Yu Cheng talked about this past event, he was not self-confident, but just lamented the kindness of Yan Lao's knowledge of him.After Yu Cheng got started, Mr. Yan also taught him history, poetry, antique appreciation and so on besides academics.Therefore, when others praised him for his erudition, he was very ashamed, knowing that what he had learned was less than one ten-thousandth of that of Yan Lao.

"The Yan family also has a collection of books—" Yu Cheng was a little excited, and unknowingly became more talkative, "When the founding of the People's Republic of China vigorously developed traditional Chinese medicine, Mr. Yan donated four-fifths of the books. The remaining five One of them is still stored in the old house of Yan’s family in the country. If I have a chance, I will take you to see it—it’s really vast... Standing in front of the bookshelf, you can understand the emotion of the ancients who sent their lives to the world. So much knowledge, people’s How can a lifetime be enough?"

Ling Lu was yearning after hearing this, and couldn't help sighing: "It turns out that Teacher Yan's family background is so powerful."

"Yes. If you are not a good prime minister, you are a good doctor. He will also inherit the will of Old Yan (Note 1)." Yu Cheng said without hesitation, "He will be better than anyone else in the future."

Ling Lu was taken aback.He suddenly had a sense of disobedience, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

The radio announced the name of the station, and Yu Cheng showed a gentle smile: "Here we are, let's go."

He seems to be no different from usual...

I think too much.

Ling Lu felt it was funny, and got out of the car.

The two came to a small alley. It was completely dark at this time, and the street lights in the alley were dim and ambiguous, which looked a bit gloomy.The houses on both sides have white walls and black tiles, and the bluestone road is also clean and tidy.

"This is an old alley. The government only renovated it last year, so it looks a bit like a scenic spot." Yu Cheng put a finger on his lips and smiled softly. early."

Ling Lu had a sense of freshness like an adventure, and his eyes were full of excitement.

Yu Cheng slowed down and led him into the alley.Ling Lu looked at the buildings on both sides curiously, and found that although they had been refurbished, the structure of the houses was very simple, about one or two hundred years old.The alley is very narrow, reminding him of the allusion of Sanchi Alley (Note 2).

I don't know how far he walked, Yu Cheng finally stopped.This is a small facade with a plaque without words.Bookshelves and stands were cluttered with books.

There is also a small blackboard at the entrance of the store, on which it is written crookedly: No entry above 1.7 meters five. 1.7 meters five also does not work.

The words were written by a child, and the words were as willful as a child.Ling Lu couldn't help laughing and said, "This boss is really funny."

Yu Cheng lamented, "This is the limit today? Too bad, I can't get in..."

"Hahaha..." Ling Lu quickly covered his mouth to keep himself from laughing out loud, "Is it true that the boss doesn't even do business?"

Yu Cheng sighed and asked with a smile, "How tall are you?"

"One seven..." Ling Lu glanced at the small blackboard, "Four to five!"

Someone came out from inside.Ling Lu saw that it was a little old man carrying a feather duster.He stuck out his tongue playfully, and asked with a smile: "Boss, is your access control belt rounded?"

The little old man glanced at Yu Cheng, and said dissatisfiedly: "Little Chi, why did you bring children here again? I'm not a nursery here!"

Yu Cheng was uncharacteristically humble, raised his eyebrows and said, "Old guy, don't yell, I am not an easy kid."

Ling Lu couldn't help laughing at the way they talked.The little old man snorted, took out a bamboo pole from inside, and set it up in front of Ling Lu.When Ling Lu saw a black line drawn on the bamboo pole, he immediately understood that it was to measure his height, so he held back a smile and bent down: "I'll take off a shoe first!"

The little old man pouted and waited for him.When Ling Lu straightened up, he stuck the bamboo pole to Ling Lu's back, and patted it a few times: "Head up! Chest up! Butt!"

Ling Lu's brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and he stretched out his hands to stick on the top of his head, and pushed down his hair by the way: "Look, it's not past [-], right?"

The little old man casually dropped the bamboo pole, turned his head and said, "Come in."

Ling Lu hurriedly asked: "Then what about him?"

The little old man said, "Don't worry about him."

Yu Cheng smiled and said, "Old man, were you stimulated by your long legs today?"

The boss ignored him, walked to the small desk on his own, picked up the magnifying glass and read the book under the small lamp.

Ling Lu looked at Yu Cheng in embarrassment, and Yu Cheng said with a smile: "Go shopping, I'll wait for you outside."

Ling Lu had no choice but to enter the shop alone.When he walked in, he realized that the store was very deep.Although the pile of books at the door is in a mess, they are all newly published books.Books from some years are hidden on the deeper bookshelves, and each book is wrapped in plastic, so it is spotless.

Ling Lu couldn't help raising his hand, wanting to touch those old books.But thinking that the boss must cherish them very much, he felt embarrassed to touch them casually, so he withdrew his hand and went back to the door to read those new books.

The boss glanced at him and said nothing.

Ling Lu came to the booth of the new books and found that these were also carefully selected books.Although they are all related to ancient Chinese culture, the subcategories are different.There are history books, poetry collections, cultural relics research, local chronicles, and there are also "Modern Forensic Analysis of Wrong Collection Records", "Detailed Explanation of Tiangong Kaiwu"... science and engineering books.There is even "Looking at The Theory of Relativity from Bazi Numerology" (Note 3).

Ling Lu once again felt the boss's maverick, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Isn't it interesting?" Yu Cheng leaned against the streetlight and looked at him with a smile.

The warm yellow light shone on Yu Cheng's face, making his facial features softer.Ling Lu suddenly felt that the scene was like an ink painting.

A drop of rain fell on the tip of Linglu's nose.He raised his head in a daze, and saw a few drops of rain under the street lamp.There are moths fighting the flames fearlessly.

The painting is about to get wet.

He had the urge to reach out his hand to protect Yu Cheng from the rain, and felt that the scene was too quiet, so he didn't dare to approach it.

Arms were touched.Ling Lu dodged in surprise, and found that it was the owner of the bookstore, handing out a book.

"Go away without an umbrella." The little old man said angrily.

Ling Lu blinked in confusion, the little old man poked him with the book again, seeing that he still didn't respond, he angrily threw the book on the booth.Ling Lu saw that it was "Haicuotu Notes".There are a few cute chubby fish on the cover, which looks like an illustration of a cute ancient book.

Yu Cheng smiled and said, "This is given to you by the boss, please accept it."

Ling Lu was flattered, and was about to thank him, when Yu Cheng smiled at the boss and said, "Old fellow, why are you so biased? I have been here so many times and I have never seen you give me a book."

Instead, the little old man was triumphant, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Ling Lu was once again overwhelmed by the way the two interacted.Holding the book in his arms, he trotted to Yu Cheng's side.

"Teacher, let's go back!"

Yu Cheng couldn't help smiling when he saw him wrapping the book in his coat.

Note 1: If you are not a good look, you are a good doctor, from Fan Zhongyan.Although he himself became the prime minister, many unsatisfactory literati in the Ming and Qing Dynasties turned their heads and became doctors after hearing his words 23333

Note 2: In Sanchi Alley, it is said that a family member of a senior official had a dispute with his neighbors over the homestead. The family members wrote to the senior official asking for support, and the senior official wrote back: "Thousands of miles to repair books are only for the wall, so why not let him be three feet? Wanli The Great Wall is still there today, but we don’t see Qin Shihuang back then.” The family members retreated three feet in shame, and the neighbors also retreated three feet in shame, turning into Liuchi Lane.I originally wanted to mark the source, but Baidu Encyclopedia gave me seven different versions... Oh, anyway, it’s just such an allusion, and the meaning is enough.

Note 3: These books are edited by me.The later "Haicuotu Notes" does have its book, and the cover is cute.Attached Figure 2.