Reborn Global Godfather

Song Sanxi did have relevant medical resources and information in Cheng Yingxue's field.

It is not impossible for Cheng Yingxue to become a top scientist in the field of dermatology, or even a monumental figure in the history of human medicine.

He put his satchel on his back and put Cheng Yingxue's cell phone in her handbag.

Carrying this angular handbag, he rushed to the community.

At the gate of the community, tricycles and battery cars are parked.

Really not enough, let the large Maybach drive in.

This handbag, black and white, is monotonous.

But there is a woman's character, a woman who loves and dedicates to science, cold and deep.

Just like Cheng Yingxue's attire.

Inside the community, old.

No one manages the facilities or anything.

The custom in Zhonghai is that cleaning can only be done after the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month.

As a result, in this community, there are firecrackers and fireworks debris everywhere.

Look, very festive.

Actually, it's messy.

It was drizzling, and it felt a little dirty.

Plus bicycles, motorcycles, cars, etc., it is too crowded.

Many people in the community came out, shouting and pointing.

"Oh shit! Old Cheng of Lilac Village is dead..."

"Yes, his illness has been dragging on for several years."

"It was said that he had some food at noon, how could he know that it was the last meal..."

"Hey, don't you know, his girl doesn't have a date yet..."

"It's really unfilial! Such a capable girl, why don't you get married? Is there something wrong?"

"Old Cheng has been so angry all these years, he smashed up the girl's car at noon..."

"..."

Only then did Song Sanxi realize that Cheng Yingxue couldn't even drive because of the old man's last blow before he left.

Such information made it easy for Song Sanxi to find the Cheng family.

The crowded end of the community, next to the fence, on the first floor.

Outside the door, a Wrangler with black pearls was parked there.

The windshield and windows were shattered.

The wipers were broken off, folded backwards, and hung on both sides of the front of the car.

The rearview mirror was knocked off, and the wires were still attached.

There are some footprints on the door.

Also, the marks of damage caused by the crutches.

On the ground in front of the car, the smell of gunpowder was still there from the newly set off small firecrackers.

From the open door on the left of the first floor, there was a cry.

A woman was crying and cursing.

"Cheng Yingxue, are you still human?"

"Is your patient your father? The patient is cured, but your father is dead..."

"Before he was alive, he wanted you to get married and start a family, and he wanted you to spend more time with him..."

"Which one did you accompany? You go, go again, to see your patients!"

"..."

Outside the gate, a lot of folks from the countryside surrounded.

They are all there, looking lively.

When Song Sanxi walked in, the scene in the hall inside the door was a bit intense.

Mr. Cheng passed away in the hall, on the sofa.

According to the rules, stay where you are, and wait for someone to wash your body and enter the coffin.

Children and descendants, outside the door, fire cannons to report to the underworld, and inside the door kneel down and burn down the head paper.

Old Master Cheng's body was extremely emaciated.

Esophageal cancer, in the end, unable to eat, starved to death, and the person became thin and shapeless.

There was a little grandson who was a few years old, who threw himself on his body, crying, Grandpa, come back to life, come back to life!

Beside him, Cheng Yingxue's brother was kneeling and burning paper.

His face was blue, his eyes were tearful, but he didn't speak.

Cheng Yingxue knelt beside her brother, bowed her head and threw the paper money into the brazier.

Beside her, the sister-in-law was screaming and cursing at the top of her lungs.

He also pushed Cheng Yingxue hard, telling her to get out, get out and treat her illness to the patient.

Even scolding is ugly.

It is said that for a woman's family, it is not good to cure any disease, but it is a few diseases of flowers and willows.

The neighbors at the scene were all stunned.

With that expression, I really didn't expect Cheng Yingxue to cure that kind of disease.

Some people even shook their heads in disdain and let out a cold snort.

This is a misunderstanding of medical science.

It is also the general public, normal psychology.

Cheng Yingxue was pushed to the ground, crying continuously.

The gold-rimmed glasses fell off, and the hair was messy.

It looks so poignant.

The whole scene is full of conflicts and violations.

Song Sanxi quickly put the bag on the sofa next to her, walked over, and helped Cheng Yingxue up.

Cheng Yingxue helped the legs of her glasses, and when she saw him, she couldn't help but still blushed, and tears rolled down her face.

Bingli's female professor did not expect the patient to come and see her so embarrassed.

Dignity, everyone has.

It's just that Cheng Yingxue's psychological quality is much better than ordinary people.

But at this time, she couldn't hold back.

Song Sanxi was very good at coming, and said: "Director Xue, I'm sorry. I happened to pass by, I understand. First, I will help everyone, and Chu Yan will come over in a while. You have paid too much for our teaching and research work. Much, thank you! As a student, I will do my best to help the old man's funeral. "

Cheng Yingxue was a little confused, but recovered quickly.

At this time, if Song Sanxi said that he was a patient, his elder brother and sister-in-law might take his skin off.

It would be better to say that you are a student.

She nodded, "OK, Sanxi, thank you."

Song Sanxi nodded, with a comforting look, shook his head, "Director Xue, don't be so polite."

Cheng Yingxue nodded, knelt down, and continued to burn the paper.

Next to him, brother Cheng Yingwu and sister-in-law Zhou Qing had different reactions to this situation.

Cheng Yingwu only took one more look at Song Sanxi, said nothing, and lowered his head to burn the paper.

I just think that my sister's student is very young and handsome.

Zhou Qing looked Song Sanxi up and down, not polite at all, "Are you this bastard's student? What can you help? What can you help? You people who learn that kind of shit are dirty, get out!"

Song Sanxi was not unhappy at all, understanding such a woman was at most simple, her father-in-law passed away, she was overly sad, and was dissatisfied with her sister-in-law.

He said calmly, "Mrs. Cheng, I am good at washing and encoffining, visiting the ground regularly, and painting burial talismans. I can help you with everything. You don't need to hire Mr. Yin and Yang. I will pay for the entire funeral and expenses." .”

The front is to show the strength of folk feng shui.

Behind, is to show real money.

The audience was shocked.

The neighbors watching the excitement outside the door were all blown up.

"Oh, girl Cheng, this student is rich!"

See, money is king.

"Yeah! It's all out, this fee is not easy!"

"Hey, he said just now that he knows yin and yang?"

"So young, what can you do? But, as long as you have money..."

"..."

Here, Cheng Yingxue was startled.

Zhou Qing was a little surprised, and raised the corner of his eyes, "Yo? You are really a filial student! Are you really paying?"

Cheng Yingwu said seriously: "Zhou Qing, shut up!"

Then, he turned his head to look at Song Sanxi, "Student, there's no need, I, Cheng Yingwu, even if I borrow money, I will make my old father's funeral look good."

Cheng Yingxue lowered her head and burned the paper, "Brother, I will pay for the money. Sanxi, don't meddle with it, and listen to the teacher."

Song Sanxi wanted to say something, but was blocked by Cheng Yingxue.

A top expert like Cheng Yingxue is indeed rich, as can be seen from her car.

When Zhou Qing heard this, he threw the paper away and his waist was akimbo, "Cheng Yingxue, aren't you an idiot? You come out, come on, my father's coffin, I want Jinsinan..."

Cheng Yingwu roared: "Zhou Qing, are you out of your mind? Shut up!"

This roar is very loud.

The grandson, who was crying on the grandfather's body, was startled, and turned his head to look at everything.

Cheng Yingwu turned to his sister and said coldly: "Keep your money, we don't need a cent!"