It had been many years since Su Manman had eaten at her grandpa's place. Although she didn't know what it tasted like, she still felt an inexplicable sourness in her heart.
"I heard you've been very busy recently …" Su Moqing asked Shi Hanchu.
"A little, but I've been practicing the Five Animals Frolics regularly. Don't worry." When Shi Hanchu spoke to the old man, his voice was gentle. His respect came from the bottom of his heart.
Su Manman glanced at Shi Hanchu and lowered her head to drink the soup.
"I sent you the medicinal herbs. Did you get the nanny to make soup for you on time?" Su Moqing asked again.
"Yes, don't worry. I drink it every day. I'm busy on set, so my assistant's mother made it for me and got my assistant to bring it to the set. I didn't miss a single meal!"
After asking his own question, Su Moqing nodded in satisfaction.
"Mingzhu's matter has come to an end …"
Hearing her grandpa mention her, Su Manman looked up at the old man.
The corners of Su Moqing's lips curled up with a hint of sadness. "You … should let it go! Find a good girl, get married, and have children! Otherwise, before you're even 35 … "
"Grandpa, I got it!" Shi Hanchu interrupted Su Moqing. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!"
"It's good that you know what you're doing!" Su Moqing nodded and looked at Su Manman. "Speaking of which, it's all thanks to you, Miss Su, that I was able to wash away the stain after Mingzhu's death …"
Su Manman gripped her chopsticks tightly and said to Su Moqing, "Sir, you're too polite!"
"You lost your sense of taste because of Mingzhu, so … don't worry, I'll definitely cure your tongue and let it regain its sense of taste!" Su Moqing was very confident.
He had encountered this kind of situation where he lost his sense of taste because of a head injury before, and he had even cured it, so Su Moqing wasn't bragging.
After eating, Su Manman habitually went to clean up the dishes, but she was stopped by Shi Hanchu …
"Let Old Master Su take your pulse! I'll clean it up! "Shi Hanchu said.
Soon, Shi Hanchu began to clean up the dishes. Su Moqing was used to it. He brought Su Manman to the living room to take her pulse and asked her some questions about her previous eating habits.
Su Moqing was silent for a long time, wondering why the young lady's sense of taste hadn't recovered even though the blood clots in her head had dissipated.
Su Moqing was worried that the young lady might have suffered some psychological trauma, but as a doctor, he couldn't say anything …
"How about this? I won't prescribe you the medicine for now. Let's do acupuncture for a period of time first. Are you willing?" Su Moqing asked Su Manman.
Su Manman was really afraid of her grandpa's set of golden needles.
In the past, she would always see her grandpa giving her grandma acupuncture. The needles would shake when they were inserted into someone's body. It was so scary.
But this was his grandfather. If he didn't believe in his grandfather, who else could he believe in?
Hence, Su Manman nodded. "Then … alright!"
Su Manman lay on the recliner and let Su Moqing insert needles into her acupuncture points. It was different from what she had imagined …
The acupuncture points didn't hurt. Some places didn't feel anything, while some places were sore and swollen.
Su Moqing very seriously asked Su Manman about the feeling of each acupoint. After making a detailed record, Shi Hanchu had already finished washing the dishes and came out.
"We can leave in five minutes!" After Su Mo washed his hands, he took out a tissue and wiped his hands.
"How is she?! Can my taste buds recover? "
Behind Su Manman's back, Shi Hanchu quietly asked Su Moqing …
Su Moqing frowned and said, "It's hard to say. It's different from the situation I've treated before. I won't prescribe her medicine for now. I'll prepare some medicinal cuisine and supervise her to eat it. She can slowly recuperate! I keep feeling that this child … has some kind of psychological knot that can't be resolved. If you really care about this young lady, ask her more and enlighten her! Sometimes, when the knot in her heart is cleared … her taste buds will be better! "
Shi Hanchu nodded thoughtfully.
Seeing Shi Hanchu like this, Su Moqing sighed. "You don't care so much about yourself. Let me tell you, 35 years old … is your threshold! I can't guarantee how long you'll live. Get married and have children earlier … even if it's to leave a legacy! "
Shi Hanchu smiled and shook his head. "I'm only a few years away from 35 years old. Why should I get married and have children … If I'm gone, wouldn't it be cruel to my wife and children? Forget it … there's no need to let others bear the pain of me leaving. "
"You! What do you want me to say about you? " Su Moqing shook his head. "Back then … because of this, I didn't let you and Mingzhu be together. Now that I think about it, I feel quite regretful. If I had let you two be together back then, who knows how old the child would be now? Perhaps he would have something to think about …"
"Grandpa, think on the bright side. If Mingzhu and I had a child back then, the child would first have to face the death of his mother. Then, the father probably wouldn't live past 35 years old. How pitiful would the child be?" Shi Hanchu smiled. "Everything is predestined. Let nature take its course! You can't force it. "
Su Moqing shook his head. "Your illness … is mainly a psychological one. It's not a physical one, but a psychological one … If you and Mingzhu had a child, you would have something to think about and care for. At least, you would live longer!"
Hearing the cuckoo's cry on the clock on the wall, Su Moqing went to remove the needles for Su Manman. He also instructed Su Manman to come over for acupuncture every three days. If it rained that day, she shouldn't come over.
Su Manman had heard from Ye Qinghan when she was young that her grandpa had the habit of not doing acupuncture on rainy days.
On the way back from Su Moqing's place, Su Manman was still sitting in the backseat. She couldn't help but ask, "You said … Old Master Su saved your life? How did you save it? "
Shi Hanchu held the steering wheel with both hands and said calmly, "It was many years ago."
This meant he didn't want to talk about it …
"Many years ago, long before you met Jiang Mingzhu?" Su Manman asked.
"Yes …" Shi Hanchu nodded and didn't continue the topic.
Shi Hanchu was indeed hiding many secrets that she didn't know about. She thought … she was the person who understood Shi Hanchu the best in the world.
On the way back, the two of them didn't speak again.
From that day onwards, Shi Hanchu would bring Su Manman to Su Moqing's place for acupuncture every three days, but the treatment didn't work for a long time …
When the filming was over, Su Manman lost interest in getting her tongue treated.
"Instead of bringing me to get my tongue treated, why don't you come with me to try the dishes at a restaurant? My grandmother invited me to a meal, and I'm afraid I'll expose myself. Why don't you help me taste the dishes first?" Su Manman said to Shi Hanchu.
Shi Hanchu, who was standing at the door of the dressing room, thought for a moment and said, "Come with me to Old Master Su's place for acupuncture. After that, I'll help you taste the dishes."
Summer's tail, Qianqian, was knocked down by a bad cold … That's why I'm late for today's update. Sorry, babies!
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