974. Childhood Thoughts That Are Not Complimentary
"Yes, yes! This way Mi'er can learn more and take care of the young master and master in his free time. Life will not be as boring as eating, sleeping, eating, and catching snow wolves everywhere.
Already."
The little child nodded happily and answered with joy on his face.
"
The silver-haired man was listening to the conversation between the boy and the child, silently, and was about to be internally hurt by the anger of his two disciples.
How dare he accept the two of them as disciples and teach them how to practice medicine, just to pass the time for them? [
What a childish thought that cannot be complimented!
he was seriously injured
But
Don't you have to go down the mountain and do something you shouldn't do?
We have to find some interesting things to distract Feng'er from thinking too much about that girl.
"Feng'er, if you really want to find that girl doll, Master won't stop you. Good or bad things in your destiny are all determined by destiny. You have to control it yourself, and you can't control it at all.
It's just that as the most valued disciple of the master, you can't do it without bringing some fame to the master. Well, if within eight years your healing skills can be famous in the four countries, spread all over the world, and win the title of the world's miracle doctor
Your honorific title is as famous as Xuan Zhao's An family in the world. The master has agreed to the destiny between you and the girl. You have to bear all the joys and sorrows in the future. Are you willing?"
With the most concern for the boy, the silver-haired man put forward harsh conditions that the boy could not complete within eight years.
"Within eight years, he will be famous all over the world, and he and Xuanzhao will settle down."
No~
Everyone knows that Xuan Zhao An's family is a wise man with great medical skills in the world. For hundreds of years, no one has been able to surpass him. If he wants to be as famous as An's family, isn't the master playing tricks on him?
It's fatal
The young man's gentle and elegant face frowned, his beautiful forehead looked melancholy.
"Haha, the master's medical skills are of the same lineage as the Xuan Zhao'an family. They belong to the same sect. If you want to be on an equal footing with his An family, what's the problem? It depends on whether you are careful. After eight years of appointment, your marriage to that girl will be done.
It's up to you. Master is tired, you can think about it yourself. Feng'er, you have to remember that what master wants is not a promise, but results."
The clear light in his dark eyes gradually lost its color under the feather-like curled eyelashes. The silver-haired man slowly closed his eyes, turned sideways and fell into the car, without giving the young man any rebuttal.
time.
"Yes, Feng'er respects your order."
The young man bowed his head to the graceful sleeping body of the silver-haired man, stood up gently and sat down, resting his elbows on the tea table, looking far away and sighing softly.
Eight years!
Now he is thirteen years old. In eight years, he will be twenty-one years old. When they meet again, he may not be able to recognize the appearance of the girl, and the girl will no longer be able to recognize him.
Bar.
Master Wu Tao once gave him instructions that he would have to wait eight years to plant the golden plum blossoms when he met someone in his destiny.
Will it be too long ago?
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