Chapter 91 The top dical master
Hu Mingxuan, who is known as "the knife of Western dicine", also rushed to say: "Xiao Wei was snatched away by Wen Renbo, and I have no successor. An Ning, why don't you co and take over from !"
Seeing that everyone was trying to steal his grandson's wife as his apprentice, Mr. Fu gave up.
Hey, hey, hey, stop it! Stop it! Our Fu family has no one to inherit the inherited dical skills, so dont take it from !
Hu Mingxuan rolled his eyes at Mr. Fu, "Old Fu, don't worry, we can also teach Xiaoyi, everyone can be Aning's master, and then, depending on Aning's interests, we can specialize in whatever we want to specialize in, okay. No?"
Jun Ning smiled and nodded, "You can have this, but Ajing has already specialized in electronic chanical engineering. I plan to specialize in dicine, which can just inherit the skills of Grandpa Fu, Grandma Fu, and Master Hu."
Jun Ning has the wood power. If she doesnt make good use of it, she will be unable to use her incredible power that can save countless people.
Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, and Hu Mingxuan were imdiately satisfied when they heard Junning's words.
Mr. Fu laughed and said, "Okay, okay, from now on we will pass on all our skills to you, so that you can beco a top-notch dical master in both Chinese and Western dicine."
Mrs. Fu and Hu Mingxuan both nodded, indicating that they had the sa idea as Mr. Fu.
Wen Renbo had already decided on Fu Jingwei as his successor, but he didn't think much of it.
But Chu Feiyang was not happy.
He looked at his old friends with a sad look on his face and said, "It's good for you, you have found your successor, but what about ? Where is my successor?"
He was originally the dean of the School of Foreign Languages and knew five languages.
His dream is to teach more outstanding students so that they can stand on the stage of diplomats and win glory for the country.
Jun Ning smiled and said to him: "Master Chu, Ajing and I are also your students. If necessary, we can also fight."
Fu Jingwei also said: "Second Master, these foreign languages you taught us can be used in our daily life and at work, and they are of great help to us, even if we do not specialize in these languages. One line, but we also care about it very much, dont think we dont take it seriously!
Hearing the explanations from the two juniors, Chu Feiyang felt a little better.
He sighed and said: "I just hope that the students I teach can one day stand on the international stage and show the diplomats of our great country, China, and attract the attention of the world."
Jun Ning thought of the famous diplomatic team of China in later generations, and said to him with a smile: "Master Chu, don't worry, our country is full of talents. Even without and Jing Wei, our country's diplomats can still make the world better in the future." Attention-grabbing.
As long as our country is strong enough, our diplomats will have enough confidence to compete with foreign diplomats.
Chu Feiyang said with a look of approval: "You are right. Only when our country is strong can our people speak with confidence and straighten their waists. Weak countries have no diplomacy, so we should strengthen ourselves!"
Jun Ning thought that Mr. Fu and the others were quite young.
Mr. Fu is the oldest, 66 years old.
The youngest, Hu Mingxuan, is also 62 years old.
They have reached the age of retirent early.
But when they ca back this ti, Jun Ning seed to have heard from Lin Guodong that all of them would be reinstated.
Jun Ning asked Mr. Fu with concern, "Grandpa Fu, do you and grandma still want to go back to work?"
Mr. Fu nodded and sighed: "Our country is in dire straits right now. The college entrance examination has been suspended for so many years, and we old guys have gone to the countryside again. Now there is a talent gap..."
Originally, we wanted to retire and not work again, but the leaders at the top persuaded us hard to let us old n take up our posts first. After a few years, the talents would take over, and then let us retire.
Jun Ning then understood, "That's it."
Mr. Fu thought that Junning was going to study with them, so he asked Junning, "A-Ning, if you want to study dicine with us, why not move in with us?" Junning quickly shook his head, "Grandpa Fu, I still have a job. I often have to help my cousin with her affairs, why don't you masters give so dical books to read first, I also have a photographic mory, and I can practice them after I have morized the dical books, is that okay?"
Mr. Fu nodded, "Okay, let's do this for now. I'll get so dical books for you to read later."
The dical books in their family were well hidden and were not destroyed by those people.
This can be considered a blessing among misfortunes.
Jun Ning was already a top-notch dical master in the last days.
But the original owner did not understand the art of dicine.
She now wants to beco a disciple of Mr. Fu and several other big nas in the dical field, in order to find a source for her wood-type abilities and dical skills.
In the future, when she uses wood powers to save people or makes magical dicine, no one will doubt her.
After breakfast, Junning looked at how late it was and thought that a decorator was going to look for her at the ancient building today. She quickly got up and said goodbye to Mr. Fu and the others.
"Grandpa Fu, Grandma Fu, and the three masters, I have to go to work in a hurry, so I will leave first. I will co back after work."
Mr. Fu and others also said: "Go! Don't delay your business."
Fu Jingwei also stood up and said to Mr. Fu and others: "Grandpa, grandma, master, I'm going with Ningning."
Mrs. Fu smiled and waved to them, "Go quickly!"
Fu Jingwei followed Jun Ning out of the door.
Jun Ning drove the car and sped towards Yucheng.
On the way, Junning said to Fu Jingwei: "I bought a building in Yucheng, and I'm looking for soone to co and decorate it today. You also co with to have a look and know the way. I'll be in Yucheng from now on." If so, Ill probably live there.
Fu Jingwei imdiately said: "Where you live, I will live."
Jun Ning glanced at him, chuckled and said, "You really know how to climb up the stick!"
Fu Jingwei smiled back at her, "That's necessary, I'm just a wife singing along with my husband!"
The woman sings and her husband follows her?
Jun Ning smiled and praised him, "Not bad! He is enlightened!"
In less than half an hour, Jun Ning drove back to the ancient building in Yucheng.
It was not yet nine o'clock, and there were still fifteen minutes left before the ti she and Luo Weiguo agreed.
Jun Ning took out the key, opened the door, and welcod Fu Jingwei inside.
The little civet cat sensed Jun Nings arrival and imdiately swooped towards her, Master, you are here
Jun Ning opened his hands, took the little civet into his arms, stretched out his hand to rub its head, "Good morning, little civet..."
The little civet looked at Fu Jingwei curiously, and owed to ask her, "Master, who is this handso man following you?"
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