Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

Chapter 261 I want to draw a portrait of her

After finishing the conversation, Mr. Feng sighed, "The direction you chose was right. If we don't adapt to the old ways of our ancestors, Chinese medicine will be eliminated by society sooner or later."

Nowadays, Western medicine is being promoted, and the situation of the traditional Chinese medicine community is very embarrassing. Even their own people do not agree to support the development of traditional Chinese medicine, let alone gain recognition from other countries.

Mr. Feng has been keeping an eye on the situation over the years, and he is also thinking about whether the path chosen by his apprentice is suitable.

When An Xueyan applied for the Western Medicine major, she had to spend some time convincing Master Feng and her uncle. Although they finally agreed with her choice, they still disagreed in their hearts.

An Xueyan was not surprised at all that her master had such feelings now.

He smiled slightly and said, "It's not too late to start changing now. I believe the country will increase its support for the future development of traditional Chinese medicine and will not let us throw away the precious wealth our ancestors have given us."

Mr. Feng: “I hope so.”

Then ask: "What do you think of the project you teach? How much help can I get if I join? You already know everything I know, so I don't think there's much point in me joining."

An Xueyan disagreed, saying, "My professor has assigned me another task, and I don't have much time to participate in the research here."

After a pause, he advised, "Master, you are usually doing your own research on the medicinal properties of Chinese herbs. If you have time, it wouldn't hurt to join in. You might even gain something unexpected."

The master would still consider her words. "Please make an appointment with the professor to see when you have time. I would like to discuss it with her in detail."

An Xueyan naturally agreed without hesitation.

The next day, she went to see Professor Wang to set a time for a detailed discussion.

.......

On the day of the exchange meeting, An Xueyan arrived at Huaqing University early. Her red car became the focus of everyone's attention at the school gate.

After waiting in the car for a few minutes, they saw Teacher Wang coming out, and An Xueyan got out of the car immediately.

The whole surroundings were silent, as if she had taken away all the light around her.

Because I was going to attend an exchange meeting, I dressed a little more elegantly than usual today and put on some lipstick to make myself look more energetic.

A slight smile touches the heart.

"Mom, where did this beauty come from? She is much prettier than our school belle."

"This is not on the same level."

"Look, isn't that Professor Wang from the History Department? They know each other, are they relatives?"

"I'm going to attend Professor Wang's class tomorrow."

Some students who are in their sophomore year or above have some impression of her: "Why does that girl look familiar to me? I feel like I've seen her before."

.....

An Xueyan walked up and took the box from the teacher's hand. "Teacher, what good things did you bring today?"

"Just a few calligraphy and paintings. I asked you to pick out a few things. Did you bring them?"

"Teacher, how dare I disobey your orders? Let's go and meet the people from the exchange meeting today."

After the two got in the car, her temporary driver drove away.

The students who stayed at Huaqing were still discussing it.

Someone who had just heard the voice asked in confusion, "She seemed to be called Professor Wang just now. Is she a freshman? How come I haven't seen her before?"

Someone with more information said, "I heard that Professor Wang has a young disciple he really likes, but he didn't go to school at Huaqing. He went to study medicine. I wonder if it's this person."

One girl yelled, "Ah, I remember now."

Grabbing his companion's hand, he said, "I met her once last year. She's Teacher Wang's medical student. I heard she's very talented and was admitted to university when she was less than 12 years old. She was pretty but still childish when I saw her last time. I didn't expect her to be even more beautiful now."

The girl she was traveling with sighed sourly, "He's so amazing! Why can't I be like him, with a smart brain and a stunning beauty? God is so unfair~"

Another girl wearing glasses said calmly, "Then you'll probably have to find a new pair of beautiful parents and be reborn. Plus, you'll have to become just one of the billions of sperm and swim hard to get a chance to take root."

A cool and beautiful girl said: "Based on my experience of observing many beauties, this is still the peak of her beauty. She will definitely attract more attention in a few years.

I want to follow her. She has inspired me to paint. I want to draw a portrait of her. Let's go visit her at the Medical University some other day."

"Okay, let's go together~"

An Xueyan didn't know that someone was thinking about her looks, and was talking to the teacher about the things she brought this time.

Teacher Wang joked, "You don't want to take out those treasures you collected? Just take out these ordinary ones."

He knew how many good things his disciple had. He had seen no less than twenty top-notch collections.

An Xueyan admitted it directly and openly.

"Well, treasures should be kept for our own enjoyment. Only fools would show them off everywhere. I don't want others to covet my things."

Her original intention of collecting was to make it valuable in the future, so that she could sell one if she ran out of money. However, after she entered this industry, she was reluctant to sell it. She wanted to make money but not spend it, and she wanted to hide everything she could collect.

"Alas, the last time I went to Old Chu's place, the old man boasted to me that his younger generation had presented him with a Qingming landscape painting."

An Xueyan pretended not to understand.

He nodded in agreement, "Mr. Chu's younger generation is very thoughtful."

Teacher Wang shook his head and sighed, "I'm an old man, and I don't have any filial descendants. I can only go out and pick up the bargains myself."

His eyes were still stealing glances at her.

She still smiled and said, "Teacher, I'll go with you to pick up some other things. I'm very lucky, and you'll definitely find a great bargain. It's guaranteed to be better than the one Mr. Chu has."

I won't let the teacher succeed. Instead of letting the teacher consume my own small treasury, I might as well look outside.

Teacher Wang said angrily, "Can't you lend me that Jiangnan lotus painting for a while?"

"I'm just worried that you'll be reluctant to leave when you return, and then you won't be able to sleep and end up in the hospital because of longing."

Wang Mingjin........

My face turned red when my dark history was mentioned.

He defended himself, "It was just that one time. I've already said that it wasn't the main reason. I was just hungry due to my old age."

An Xueyan nodded perfunctorily. "Yeah, I know, but I'm just trying to be safe. Forget it."

He also suggested: "How about I give it to you?"

"I don't want it. A gentleman doesn't take away what others like." As she expected, he refused it outright.

Since Mr. Wang's children had made trouble at school several times, his son went to his place and stole the Song Dynasty pottery that An Xueyan had given him as a gift, and sold it to a foreigner for 200 yuan.

He no longer accepted old items or valuable items that could appreciate in value as gifts from his disciples.

According to her teacher, he didn't want those ungrateful people to take advantage of him in the name of taking care of him as his family when he suddenly died or became unable to move one day.