Song Song looked at Gong Jue's solemn face and couldn't help but ask: "Is it okay? Your father is just too nervous about you. He has suffered from the loss of a female military doctor in the early years, so he is more sensitive and is particularly repulsive of the profession of a female military doctor, so he doesn't like you to find a military doctor girlfriend, and he will be unable to help but try his best to drive her away... Are you more tolerant of him? "

Gong Jue ignored it and went straight to the topic: "Mom, what you said on the phone just now, can you agree to me and try it out? That was a patient with advanced cancer, the first person in the imperial jade carvings. It was a pity that he died young."

Song Song rarely saw this son and asked for help.

Gong Jue has always been alone and does everything in his own way. Even his family members rarely cause trouble.

Over the years of joining the army, I have relied on my own to accumulate military achievements little by little, and finally made great achievements, crushing all opponents, and achieving the supreme high position of commander of the three armies.

As a mother, Song Song is not unhappy!

Others would rather work hard for ten years less by relying on their family background.

Gong Jue is so good. He doesn’t like others to mention family background at all, and he still puts more efforts than others!

Song Song was really willing to do a favor and agree to such a particularly sensible and independent child.

What's more, Yang Tiequan is still a traditional craftsman worthy of treatment!

Saving him is equivalent to saving the imperial jade carving art without losing it.

However!

She closed her eyes and spoke with difficulty: "Jue'er, I'm sorry. I can't use the secret technique of painting bones to save Yang Tieqin's life."

A deep feeling of disappointment flashed through Gong Jue's eyes.

But he didn't show it, just asked calmly: "Why?"

"Because everything has a price." Song Song sighed, "When I was young, I was just exposed to the art of bone rebirth, and I saved many people. I even took it as my responsibility to save others. Although I was not a doctor, it was better than a doctor. However, as time went by, all kinds of incredible things happened in the people I had saved."

Gong Jue: "How incredible?"

Song Song sighed deeply: "Some people escaped death, but not long after they could not escape another death, as if they were chased by death. Some people survived themselves, but their families died suddenly for no reason. Some people were lonely all their lives, and once they fell in love, the other party would be in trouble to death... Yes, the last example I mentioned is Adjutant Lu. I saved him back then, but he had no way to get married for so many years. He was still serving in the army with no support..."

Gong Jue frowned: "How could this happen?"

Song Song was sad: "Because of the secret technique of painting bones, a person's destiny was forcibly modified. Everything has a price. You cannot just change the bad ones, but only enjoy the good ones... Destiny is fair."

Gong Jue was silent for a while: "I understand."

Yang Tiequan cannot use bone drawing techniques to rescue him, otherwise, if you don’t know who is around you, misfortune will happen.

No wonder my mother has been caring for her husband and children over the years and devoted herself to painting, but never used secret techniques again.

If you want your mother to save Yang Tiequan and stop Gu Qiqi from playing Yang Xiaolan's boyfriend, this path will definitely not work.

What else can I do?

Gong Jue was thinking, when Adjutant Lu's phone call came.

"Report to the chief, Miss Qiqi has rushed to the hospital!"

"Why is it so fast?"

"Because Miss Qiqi is so amazing, the game will be settled in 20 minutes!"

"I know, go there right away."

Gong Jue's eyes deepened, and plans were not as fast as changes.

Before he could say goodbye to Song Song Gongqing, he pushed the door straight out.

"Hmph, the brat is getting bigger and bigger now! I don't say anything after I leave!"

Gong Qing was complaining.

Stairway entrance.

Xiao Tuanzi blinked his big eyes, paused step by step, and walked slowly down with his stomach covering his stomach.

"Grandpa, the baby's stomach hurts so much!"

[Master Yun: Good night kiss! I'm back from overtime, I'll write 4 updates first. Fairies, go to bed! I won't stay up late anymore, so keep the account and make up]
Chapter completed!