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Chapter 456 Extra 3
An Xiaoyue's mouth was dry from talking, and she didn't have time to drink the water the waiter handed her.
It's unclear how much time passed before she finally finished answering all her colleagues' questions.
Everyone had a vague understanding, a feeling that they understood but didn't quite.
"No, I need to find a quiet place to think about it slowly."
"Exactly, this is even more mentally taxing than the last Professor An class; it requires quiet concentration."
An Xiaoyue comforted everyone, "Take it slow. Traditional Chinese medicine is all about understanding. Once you grasp the essentials, you can master it."
Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, listening, questioning, and palpation in treating diseases. Prescriptions also have principal, assistant, adjuvant, and guide herbs, much like a general arranging troops in battle formation.
The way doctors review medical cases is the same as how soldiers study military strategy.
Therefore, as long as you grasp the treatment principles for a disease, you can apply them to other situations.
Everyone understands the principle, so An Xiaoyue doesn't need to elaborate.
After her explanation, everyone went to find a quiet place to digest what they had learned.
As the people around her gradually dispersed, An Xiaoyue immediately felt the air circulating and her breathing becoming easier.
She looked around and saw that Fu Shengyang was chatting with someone, but she didn't know where the four children were.
An Xiaoyue had no choice but to ask Wang Xiaoming for help, "Senior brother, where is Zhiyi?"
Ten-year-old Wang Zhiyi is completely independent and can go out and play by herself.
Wang Xiaoming brought her in and then told her to go find her friends to play with.
He looked around but couldn't see his daughter.
The Fu family's children were also there; I wonder where they've all gone to play right now?
"She's wearing a smartwatch; let me ask her where she is."
Wang Xiaoming took out his phone and called his beloved daughter.
"Daddy." A sweet voice came through the internet.
An Xiaoyue's beautiful lips curved into a gentle smile.
Wang Zhiyi's bright and energetic smile, like the sun, involuntarily appeared in my mind.
Her smile instantly dispelled all her worries and stress.
"Are Lucky Brother and the others with you?" Wang Xiaoming asked.
"Yes, Lucky, Shichu, Hongyan, Xiaoman and Jinian are all here. We're playing on the small hill in the climbing area."
Sometimes when Chu and Hongyan are around, Wang Xiaoming worries that the children might play recklessly.
He told his daughter, "Contact Dad anytime if anything happens."
Wang Zhiyi readily agreed, "No problem."
An Xiaoyue waited for Wang Xiaoming to hang up the phone before she spoke, "I'm going to check on the children."
Of course I have to go see it.
There were three children, all only three years old, in the climbing area.
There are a lot of people today, so it's best to keep an eye on things.
In the climbing area, the staff watched with trepidation as the young masters and ladies played there.
Even a minor scrape could cost her a lifetime of work and still not be able to afford the repairs.
"You can only play here, and you're only allowed to climb this small hill. You're not allowed to go to higher places."
A voice like that of a big sister came from behind.
The staff silently gave a thumbs up, saying, "Only someone like Sister Xiaohai can do that."
Upon hearing this, the children readily agreed, saying, "We understand, Sister Zhiyi."
Fu Chengyun saw that his younger siblings were playing.
Even Jinian, who usually only knows how to eat, is huffing and puffing as she climbs the hill.
No one was paying attention to him.
Now is a good time.
He whispered to Wang Zhiyi, "My mom taught me how to make raspberry canna lei. I'm giving it to you as a thank you for sharing your snacks with me last time."
My mother once said that friends should give to each other and not always be the ones who only enjoy.
So, the raspberry canna jelly was his thank-you gift.
Wang Zhiyi took the small box and looked at Fu Chengyun very seriously. "Thank you, Lucky."
A raspberry adorns the top, surrounded by white round chocolates, making it both beautiful and delicious.
Wang Zhiyi picked up the spoon expectantly, just about to open it and take a bite.
"What are you eating?"
The sudden noise startled Wang Zhiyi, causing her hand to tremble and almost drop the dessert.
Fu Chengyun stopped Jinian, saying, "You can't eat anything we eat, you've gained a little weight."
Fu Chengyun put it tactfully, but he was almost saying directly, "You are seriously overweight, and for your health, you can't eat desserts."
Wang Zhiyi reminded him, "If you want to eat it, you have to ask your parents for permission."
Ask your parents!
Then he'll choose not to eat it.
To control his diet, his parents now make him run every morning and only allow him to eat until he is 70% full at night.
If Mom finds out he's been stealing food, Dad will definitely hit him with a clothes hanger.
His father told him that he could make a fuss however he wanted, but he wasn't allowed to make his mother angry, or he would get a beating.
Considering the power of the clothes rack, Jinian slowly retreated.
But the box emitted a fragrance that seemed to possess a magical power, drawing her into staring intently at the box in Wang Zhiyi's hand.
"Wow~ There's delicious food but I can't eat it, oh my god~"
He burst into tears in remembrance, wiping away his tears as he fled this heartbreaking place.
Hearing his commotion, the children stopped what they were doing.
Chu Xiaoman: "What's wrong with remembering my brother?"
Fu Hongyan: "He cried."
Chu Xiaoman: "Why is he crying?"
Fu Shichu: "He cries every day, just like my brother does his homework every day."
Chu Xiaoman seemed to understand, but after saying "Oh," she continued playing with her game.
Looking at his round figure, Fu Hongyan considered whether or not to chase after him.
But it seems that every time, commemoration manages to comfort herself.
Forget it, I won't chase after him. He'll come back on his own.
When An Xiaoyue arrived, the familiar little box had become a toy in the children's hands, and the raspberry canaille had disappeared into their stomachs.
When she looked, she saw that all six children—Zhiyi, Xingyun, Jinian, Xiaoman, Shichu, and Hongyan—were there.
An Xiaoyue didn't go up to disturb them. She took a picture of the children, posted it in the "Four Seasons of Prosperity" group, and typed the following text:
The children are all playing here, and I'm watching over them.
After sending the message, she simply sat at a distance, quietly watching the children, without going up to disturb their interaction.
The wind caressed my face, gentle and warm, with a touch of coolness.
The children were right in front of her, yet many heartwarming images flooded her mind.
Time flies when you start working.
Before she knew it, all three of her children were in school.
"My darling wife, what are you thinking about?"
Suddenly, a figure appeared beside her, and Fu Shengyang sat down next to her.
"It's amazing how fast time flies; the children are all so grown up."
Fu Shengyang put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Time flies when you're with the one you love."
The couple smiled at each other, and without saying a word, sat together quietly watching the children play.
The soothing music transformed into a melodious violin solo, signaling the start of the wedding.
"Kids, the wedding ceremony is about to begin," An Xiaoyue called to the children who were playing. "Let's go wash our hands."
Upon hearing this, the six children clapped their hands and ran towards An Xiaoyue.
"Dad, Mom."
"Aunt An, Uncle Fu."
A group of children were chattering away, making quite a scene.
The couple, each leading a small team, went to the men's and women's restrooms to wash their hands.
During the wedding ceremony, Zhen Zhen, dressed in a pure white wedding gown, suddenly picked up the microphone and asked Leng Fangyi,
"I want to know, when did you fall for me?"
She asked countless times, and each time Leng Fangyi gave evasive answers.
He couldn't possibly lie at the wedding.
Leng Fang raised the microphone with a piercing gaze:
There are many beautiful girls, but only you are beautiful and don't mind being covered in mud.
[The End]