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Wang Dazhuang said comfortingly: "I have almost consolidated your condition. As long as you take medicine on time, get acupuncture on time, and don't put too much pressure on yourself, you won't relapse."

Sun Feifei's fingers stopped twisting her clothes, and her eyes regained some color.

"This competition between Chinese and Western medicine is an opportunity for you. You can't stay in the room all your life. Your grandfather recommended you not to let you compete for rankings, but to let you return to this circle, contact your peers, contact patients, and resume your previous life rhythm. You study medicine to treat diseases and save people, not to lock yourself up." Wang Dazhuang continued to encourage.

Sun Feifei's lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, then she swallowed it back, lowered her eyes and remained silent for a few seconds before speaking.

"When my parents passed away, I thought every day, if I had cured their illness earlier, they would not have left. I learned so much medical skills that I couldn't even save my own parents. Then I thought, since I can't survive anyone, then why should I study medicine?"

Wang Dazhuang did not comfort her or say, "It's not your fault." He just listened to her quietly.

Then, he said: "Your parents have been good doctors all their lives. You can live a good life and pass on Chinese medicine, which is the greatest reward for them."

Sun Feifei's eyes slowly turned red.

She took a deep breath and suppressed the sourness that rushed to her throat. She raised her head and looked at the sycamore leaves above her head. The sunlight leaked through the gaps in the leaves and fell on her face. The tiny spots of light danced on her skin.

"Dazhuang, thank you."

Her voice was very soft, but with great courage, "I know what to do, and I will not let you and your grandparents down in this apprenticeship class experience!"

After finishing speaking, Sun Feifei looked up to the sky, as if she saw her parents smiling at her.

Online ride-hailing has arrived.

A white car stopped in front of them. Wang Dazhuang opened the back door and let Sun Feifei get in first. He followed and sat next to her.

After the car started, the scenery outside the car window changed from the blue bricks and black tiles of the ancient street to the street trees and shop signs on both sides of the street, and then slowly changed to the rapidly receding fields and mountains.

At this time, Wang Dazhuang took out his mobile phone and said to Sun Feifei: "Let's add a friend."

Sun Feifei was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the two of them had been getting along for a few days, and they didn't even have contact information.

After hesitating, she also took out her mobile phone, added her friend, and then reported her phone number.

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