"Let me see."
Song Baozhu glanced at the newspaper in Shen Xuan's hand, there was a black and white photo on the newspaper. I don't know if the photos were originally blurred, or the printing level was not good at that time, Song Baozhu could only see a blurred portrait.
She lost interest: "You take your things first."
Shen Xuan nodded and asked her if she was uncomfortable. Knowing that she was fine now, she walked out with the information she had collected so hard.
He returned to the study with the materials, and handed the materials to Song Junsheng: "This person is Wang Shouguo."
Song Junsheng took the materials, stared at the portraits in the newspaper for a while, and remained silent.
Song Shengnan on the side of was a little anxious: "How is it? Do you really know him?"
Song Junsheng frowned: "It's very familiar, but I just can't remember it."
He paused for a while, then said suddenly and affirmatively: "I should know him."
As soon as he finished speaking, he held his head uncomfortably, gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Song Shengnan's face changed greatly, he quickly massaged his head, and said anxiously: "If you feel uncomfortable, don't think about it, don't make trouble with yourself!"
Shen Xuan was taken aback: "I'll call Baozhu, she's learned acupuncture well, there should be a way!"
Song Junsheng hurriedly reached out and stopped him: "Don't go! Baozhu has a baby now, don't...don't let her know!"
He was having a hard time speaking, but he was obviously in great pain.
Shen Xuan was a little hesitant, he was worried about Song Junsheng, but also afraid of scaring Song Baozhu.
couldn't help but secretly regret saying Wang Shouguo's name before.
He never thought that Song Junsheng, who was far away in the countryside of Jincheng, might know Wang Shouguo!
Obviously, when he investigated the Wang family before, he did not find any connection between Wang Shouguo and Song Junsheng!
Song Shengnan pressed Song Junsheng for a while, and seeing that his expression was still painful, he couldn't help but said to Shen Xuan, "A Xuan, go and call Baozhu!"
"No!" Song Junsheng stopped her, "Don't let Baozhu know that she is still young and has a baby, don't scare her."
Song Shengnan choked and retorted: "Baozhu's courage is not so small! She has been courageous since she was a child!"
After he finished speaking, he urged Shen Xuan to call someone.
Shen Xuan saw Song Junsheng's pained expression, so he didn't dare to delay any longer, and quickly went to Song Baozhu and told her about it.
Song Baozhu quickly got up to see him when he heard that such a big thing had happened to his father.
Who knew that she was in such a hurry that she was kicked so hard by the baby in her stomach that she shrank up on the spot in pain.
"Baozhu!" Shen Xuan turned pale with fright, and quickly supported her, "How are you? Is your stomach uncomfortable?"
Song Baozhu gritted his teeth dejectedly: "They actually kicked me! Wait for them to come out and see how I deal with them!"
Shen Xuan suddenly didn't know what to say: "..."
He stared at Song Baozhu's stomach in astonishment, and after hesitating for a moment, he still reached out and put it on, his expression gradually became weird.
Song Baozhu calmed down, then pushed his hand away speechlessly, and took out a medicine box from the cabinet: "Let's go, don't linger!"
Shen Xuan: "…"
He was a little reluctant to part, but he also knew that the business was important at the moment, so he could only let it go for the time being.
Song Baozhu came to the study and saw Song Junsheng leaning on the chair with an uncomfortable expression, and Song Shengnan was massaging him.
Seeing her, Song Shengnan hurriedly said, "Baozhu, come over and show your dad. He just had a sudden headache and hasn't gotten better."
Song Baozhu walked over immediately, put the medicine box on the table next to it, opened it, and took out the rolled silver needle and a small white porcelain bowl.
Then he took out a bottle from the medicine cabinet and poured the liquid inside into a bowl.
The bottle contains a mixture of alcohol and spiritual spring water, so after pouring it into the bowl, it exudes a strong alcohol smell.
In fact, Song Baozhu only wanted to use spiritual spring water, and the reason why he added alcohol was just to hide people's eyes and ears.
The smell of alcohol is very strong, and the smell is also strong.
When others smell that smell, they will subconsciously think that it is filled with alcohol, and will not think of anything else at all.
After all, no one would drink medical alcohol.
Song Baozhu took out the silver needle, soaked it in a bowl, and then gave Song Junsheng a pulse.
Song Junsheng couldn't bear that she was working so hard with a big belly, so he comforted her: "Don't worry, I'm actually fine, I just thought back to the past, which caused an old illness, and I'll be fine soon."
How could Song Baozhu believe his nonsense?
She first took Song Junsheng's pulse, and then asked him the location of the pain, and then she began to help him with acupuncture.
Because it was on the head, Song Baozhu was extra careful when placing the needle, and Song Shengnan next to him was so nervous that his breathing almost stopped, and his two eyes kept staring at the needle on Song Junsheng's head.
Gradually, there were more and more silver needles on Song Junsheng's head, and Song Shengnan became more and more nervous.
Finally, Song Baozhu stopped needles.
Song Shengnan breathed a sigh of relief, then couldn't wait to ask Song Junsheng, "How are you? Does it still hurt?"
Song Junsheng smiled at her: "Don't worry, I'm fine now."
He didn't lie, at this time he really felt a lot more comfortable, almost no pain.
Looking at the baby girl next to him, Song Junsheng couldn't help being proud and relieved.
This is his daughter, and in just a short time, she has such a good medical skill.
If she continues to study, she will definitely become a great doctor!
He doesn't know yet, Song Baozhu doesn't want to be a serious doctor at all, she just wants to open a private clinic and beauty salon!
Song Baozhu knew that he was lying. She raised her face and asked directly, "Does it still hurt? I'm a doctor now, you have to tell me the truth!"
Song Junsheng, who was about to lie: "Yes...Yes, it's still a little bit, it's not serious anymore."
"It should be fine in a while, you sit here and don't move, I'll go get you a glass of water. If you feel uncomfortable, remember to say it."
After Song Baozhu finished speaking, she was about to turn around and go out.
As a result, Shen Xuan ran out directly: "I'm going to pour water for Dad."
Song Baozhu: "…"
At times like this, can you stop being so active?
Soon Shen Xuan poured the water back, Song Baozhu hurriedly took it when he saw it, and carefully tested the temperature. After finding that it was not hot, he secretly covered the mouth of the cup with his hand and replaced all the water in it with spiritual spring water. Then he took it and handed it to Song Junsheng: "Come, drink more water."
Song Junsheng was a little helpless: "…"
He is already such an old man, and he is not a child.
But he still drank the water from the cup honestly before putting it down.
Song Baozhu sat on the side and took his pulse, wanting to see how his pulse changed.
Song Junsheng leaned on for a while, only to feel that the pain that seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer was gradually fading, until there was no more pain.
He breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but praise his daughter: "It seems that Baozhu has a talent for studying medicine."