Chapter 1398 Sun Xiaomo came and Qiao Sanli called
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Hearing the knock on the door, the frightened Qiao Sanli immediately sat up straight, and Su Mingzhe also put away his dirty hands.

"Why is it her?"

Su Mingzhe used his spiritual sense to see who was knocking on the door and frowned slightly.

However, since the other party is a guest and brings gifts, Su Mingzhe couldn't refuse to meet him.

He ruffled Qiao Sanli's hair, signaling her not to be distracted and to continue doing the questions.

After getting out of bed, Su Mingzhe put on his clothes, closed the bedroom door, and went to the front door.

"Teacher Su, you are at home..."

When Sun Xiaomo saw the door open, she looked over with excitement.

It is now the end of November in the lunar calendar, and it is freezing cold in Nanjing this year.

Sun Xiaomo was wearing a woolen hat, revealing her pretty face. With her slender figure, she stood there gracefully, with quite the charm of a pure and elegant lady.

When Su Mingzhe opened the door, he had already turned on the door light. When he saw the girl's graceful appearance, his eyes lit up:
"It's Xiao Sun. Why are you here so late at night...?"

"Teacher Su, I came here this time... to ask for your help..."

Sun Xiaomo didn't expect that when she came to ask for a meeting with gifts, Su Mingzhe would just stand at the door and not let her in.

Su Mingzhe saw what the girl was thinking and said with a smile:

"Xiao Sun, there's no one else at home. It's late at night, and it's not a good influence for a man and a woman to be in the same room. If you have something to say, just say it here. Of course, if it's not urgent, you can wait until tomorrow!"

There was Qiao Sanli studying on Su Mingzhe's bed, so he naturally wouldn't let Sun Xiaomo in.

Even if Sun Xiaomo looks no worse than Qiao Sanli, it won’t work.

After hearing what the man said, Sun Xiaomo immediately realized that it was the wrong time for her to visit.

However, she has to work during the day and only has time at night.

Seeing that the man had made up his mind and refused to let her in, Sun Xiaomo could only stand at the door and explain her purpose.

Just as Su Mingzhe diagnosed, Sun Xiaomo's epilepsy is hereditary and congenital, and it cannot be cured with current medical conditions.

Because of epilepsy, Sun Xiaomo has been very inferior since childhood and dared not communicate with others.

After graduating from junior high school, someone introduced her to a blind date, but her sick appearance scared many people.

Gradually, people around her knew about her illness and no longer dared to introduce her to anyone.

Not only were the blind dates unsuccessful, but he also changed jobs several times because of epilepsy.

I have only been working at the Xinhua Bookstore for three months and it may be ruined again.

Sun Xiaomo was really anxious, but there was nothing she could do.

Just then, on the weekend, she went to the hospital for a follow-up check-up.

The doctor's diagnosis made her overjoyed:
All right!

That’s great!
After a comprehensive examination, the doctor found no further problems.

When the doctor learned that Sun Xiaomo's epilepsy was hereditary, he excitedly called it a "medical miracle" and quickly called his master.

Soon, this incident shocked all the experts in the hospital.

After more than a day of consultation, a group of experts came to a new conclusion:
"Sun Xiaomo's epilepsy was not cured, but was 'fundamentally suppressed'!"

Although a group of experts could not figure out the specific reason.

However, Sun Xiaomo guessed that the change in her condition was probably due to Su Mingzhe.

After thinking about it for two days, Sun Xiaomo kept asking people and finally found out Su Mingzhe's address. She then went to his house to ask if Su Mingzhe had any cure for her illness.

After listening to this, Su Mingzhe just smiled lightly:
"Xiao Sun, your condition is congenital. You should have heard from the doctor that it cannot be cured."

“Is there no cure?”

A trace of desolation flashed across Sun Xiaomo's eyes, but she immediately asked again with hope:
"But the hospital's experts said that my condition seems to be 'suppressed' by something. Can this 'suppression' time be extended?"

Looking at the girl's hopeful eyes, Su Mingzhe wanted to coax her, but after thinking about it, he still said:

"Xiao Sun, you should have heard of 'Qigong', right?"

In the 1980s and 1990s, qigong fever was particularly popular. News such as "qigong generates electricity", "qigong cures diseases", and "qigong can connect to cosmic signals" often appeared in the news media.

As a clerk at Xinhua Bookstore, Sun Xiaomo was naturally familiar with this.

When Sun Xiaomo heard the man talking about "Qigong", she immediately felt a surge of hope:
"Teacher Su, you said that my illness can be cured by practicing Qigong?"

"It's impossible to cure it. Your epilepsy is congenital, a genetic disease, and qigong can't cure it."

Su Mingzhe did not wait for the girl to become discouraged and continued:
"However, practicing Qigong can indeed suppress the onset of the disease!"

Su Mingzhe said, raised his hand to look at his watch, and then said with an embarrassed look:
"I'm going back to the capital tomorrow. Wait for me to come back next month and we can talk about this matter again, okay?"

"Then, Teacher Su, I'll wait for you to come back."

Sun Xiaomo also knew that it was too late and it was not appropriate to stay any longer, so she just threw the gift on the ground and ran away.

Su Mingzhe looked at the gift on the ground, sighed softly, said nothing more, closed the door, and took the gift back into the house.

In the bedroom, Qiao Sanli had already put on her clothes and was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking nervously towards the door.

Seeing the man coming back, Qiao Sanli asked in surprise:

"Brother Su, who was that just now?"

"A man asking for help."

Su Mingzhe did not give any specific explanation, and Qiao Sanli did not continue to ask.

The two of them lay back on the bed with their clothes on and continued studying.

When it was nine o'clock, Qiao Sanli packed up her textbooks and went back to the Qiao family to rest.

This time is also the time when high school students finish their evening self-study classes.

On the second day.

Su Mingzhe took the gift from Sun Xiaomo to the Qiao family, and the reason was ready.

The food was given to me by others, but I couldn’t finish it. I was about to leave Jinling, so I gave it to the Qiao family to avoid waste.

The Qiao family was naturally very happy.

Return to the capital.

Su Mingzhe learned that Principal Wen had found a new partner.

Sure enough, the Wen family all have an indomitable spirit of love in their bones.

Wen Qingxue did not object and even supported it.

When Su Mingzhe came back, he asked the man for help. He helped the old man rent a house nearby and hired a nanny to build a small home for the two of them.

New Year's Day passed in a flash.

University is on holiday.

Su Mingzhe took Teacher Ma, Su Youbin and Su Yumeng back to Liujiatun, and then went to Hunan Province and Bashu to visit his two elder brothers Ma Hongqi and Ma Hongjun.

As domestic transportation facilities improve, the commercial use of aircraft expands.

It would normally take more than twenty days on the road, but this time, the family only spent ten days on the road.

Before the Spring Festival.

The family returned to the capital.

At this time, the eldest brother of the Wen family and both the Wen Qinghua families came to Beijing to reunite with Principal Wen for the New Year.

Su Mingzhe asked a friend to help him arrange a minibus, and took the two families to travel in Beijing for a few days.

It was not until the seventh day of the first lunar month that the two families returned to Jinling.

Perhaps it was because Su Mingzhe performed well during the Spring Festival holiday, which made both Teacher Ma and Wen Qingxue gain face.

After seeing her family off, Wen Qingxue took the initiative to take her children to live in the large flat for a few days.

Su Mingzhe felt comfortable and enjoyed a few days of sleeping in the same quilt.

Just in the last few days of the Spring Festival holiday, a phone call from Qiao Sanli destroyed this wonderful life - Qiao Erqiang was beaten!

(End of this chapter)