Although Andres didn't know what happened when he was no longer there, looking at Mari's complexion and spirit, he was obviously much better. His eyes were full of brilliance and desire for life. They were no longer full of emotion.

Dejected and frustrated. He was obviously relieved, "Oh! My dear, you look a lot better." He stepped forward and bent down to hug her.

"Really! I think so too." Stacey hugged her back.

Watching the show of intimacy in front of them, Fang Monan put on his shoes and put the medicine on the coffee table, mouthing to her: "This is your painkiller, remember to drink it." She pulled Mobei up and said, "Since An

Mr. Dres is here, it’s time for us to leave.”

Andres turned around and said, "Thank you for taking care of her. No matter what you do, thank you."

"It's also your trust." Fang Monan said, otherwise everything will be in vain.[

"Let's go first, otherwise the food will get cold soon." Fang Monan said and pulled Mo Bei away.

After Fang Monan and the others left, Andres patiently finished feeding Stacey.

Stacey felt that the pain in her waist was unbearable, so she asked Andres to boil the packet of Chinese medicine. After he cooked the medicine according to her instructions, he looked at the bowl of medicine that was about to be cooled on the bedside table next to the hospital bed.

, Marui never said what it was for, so he kept it there. Unable to hold it in any longer, he asked: "Marui, what is this that smells so bad?"

"Painkillers!" Stacey said with difficulty.

When Andres heard that it was medicine, he said, "What? Where did you get it? I won't allow you to drink it." Who knows if something will go wrong if you drink it.

"Okay. I won't drink, but you'd better call the doctor now. I can't stand the pain." Stacy grinned.

When Andres heard that, he immediately ran out. At this moment, Stacey tilted her head and put the long straw into the medicine bowl. It was just right! Otherwise, it would be really difficult! She sucked it hard, and her mouth was full of bitter medicine.'

"It's really bitter." When she heard the rapid footsteps, she wrinkled her facial features, took a breath, spit out the straw, and gasped for air.

At this moment Andres saw that he had been fooled and ran back quickly, but it was too late. He saw the brown medicine juice remaining at the corner of Stacey's mouth, the empty medicine bowl and the straw inside. He rushed into the corridor and shouted: "

Doctor, doctor, come on. Come and see how Stacy is doing. Oh! My God!"

The doctor rushed over quickly, but Andres grabbed the room and said, "Check it quickly, check it quickly. Mary just drank something she shouldn't have."

"Jerry, don't listen to Andres' nonsense, I'm fine. Very good, better than ever," Stacey said when she saw her old friend and good friend Jerry.

Jerry is a neurosurgery doctor in this hospital. When he heard his old friend Andres yelling in the corridor, he ran over and asked what made his friend so disrespectful of etiquette.

"Really! Mary, you look good. If you actively cooperate with the treatment, you will definitely get better." Although Jerry knew that this kind of comfort was ineffective, he still said this.

"Jerry, don't listen to her. Check her carefully. Be sure, be sure, right away." He shook the doctor's arm vigorously and said.

"Andres, calm down, can't you let me check you?" "Stop shaking. I can't stand your big hands." Seeing him let go, Jerry started to ask.

"Mari, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Jerry asked. Mari shook her head.

"No, you just said that your waist and back hurt a lot," Andres said.

"It doesn't hurt anymore," Mari said. It was amazing. It didn't hurt that much anymore. Of course, there was still a slight feeling of swelling.

Jerry shrugged, and Andres said worriedly: "No, are you still going to take a T (computed x-ray tomography) scan?"

In order to reassure him, Stacey said, "Okay! Why don't you let me take the photo?" [

In room T, Jerry looked at the screen and frowned. Andres saw this and asked, "Why has the condition worsened again? Isn't it bad?"

"No, it's not getting worse. Although it's very small, it's strange that I see the condition has improved significantly. How is that possible?" Jerry said.

"It's getting better!" Andres heard this, "You mean, Mary's spine has not deteriorated, but has improved." He confirmed again.

"Yeah! Look here and here, the edema has reduced." Jerry pointed at the screen and said.

Andres couldn't understand it to the layman, but improvement represented hope. He ran to Mari, who had been released, and happily told her the good news.

Stacey took it for granted that Chinese medicine is really amazing.

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Fang Monan and the others returned home and sat on the sofa, "Why didn't you ask me what I was doing in there?"

"What's so strange, you're treating Stacy." Mobei said.

"How do you know?" Fang Monan was startled. He was so careless. When did she know about it? "Others..."

"Don't worry, Grandpa Lin and I are the only ones in the family who know." Fang Mobei said.

After hearing her words, Fang Monan also knew why she knew it.

The next thing is simple. There are two other exams, both of which are minor to Mobei. There is also another task, which is that Mobei has not yet entered elementary school, but her family has only taught her at home. It must be

Only by getting a high school diploma during her time at Curtis could she graduate from Curtis, so she needed to attend an elementary school in Philadelphia. Everyone seemed to have forgotten this, so when they decided to check it out at the last minute

When the status of each elementary school was being decided, I received a call from Ludwig: "Let's go to elementary school together."

With Ludwig's help, they no longer went on inspections. The Möbei family felt relieved to have a companion with them. The elementary school was a public elementary school near the University of Pennsylvania.

Fang Monan and his aunt sent Fang Mobei to move into Curtis. At first glance, the Curtis Conservatory of Music was a typical nineteenth-century style, but its gate was very inconspicuous, compared to the gates of later domestic universities.

It's really a world of difference, but the quality of education and the level of luxury don't seem to be directly proportional. After entering, Fang Monan felt quite good, with a strong artistic atmosphere. My aunt and Monan looked at the hardware equipped by Curtis, and each person had an apartment.

There are kitchen and bathroom facilities, which is very convenient. I nodded with satisfaction.

"It's really better than the conditions I had at Peking University." My aunt said with emotion, "We have all been corrupted." It is far from comparable to the four- or eight-person dormitories in China.

"This is not good. Didn't you see the piano department? One person moved a Steinway back to the apartment." Fang Monan said.

Because there is a music student in the family, everyone knows a little bit about well-known musical instrument brands. Steinway’s pursuit of sound is almost abnormal. Before it is released, it must undergo rigorous inspection to ensure that every Steinway piano has a unique quality.

2’s voice. In terms of timbre, Steinway’s voice is difficult to express in words. It feels like a graceful and regal sound. Whenever people hear Steinway’s voice for the first time, they are not impressed.

I was impressed by the noble temperament. Steinway's piano has a rich bass, warm and generous midrange, and bright and gorgeous treble. But as far as the midrange is concerned, Steinway is the most outstanding, with strong appeal and expressiveness, but

In Fang Monan's opinion, the most lethal thing is Steinway's natural imperial temperament. The high price is even more shocking, it is really a 'luxury'!

"Yeah! It's worth a lot of money!" My aunt nodded, "I'm still a little worried about letting Mo Bei live here. It's still too young."

"It doesn't matter, it's close. If you don't worry, you can visit me often. I can take care of myself. I'm in school every day, so I'm safe." Fang Mobei changed the topic, "You should be more worried about my sister. We are all in school.

She is the only one left at home during the day."

"Yes! This is really difficult to handle." My aunt thought for a while, "That's good. You can go to the university with me during the day and go to the library to stay."

"Ah! No, I can do it alone at home." How could Fang Monan lose the alone time he finally got. "Now I take care of you. I cook the food and wash the clothes.

I cleaned it."[

The aunt blushed. Thinking about it, she had no time to take care of her children during this period in order to adapt to the university life here. The children were taking care of her. "Then let's find a nanny! This is non-negotiable."

The bourgeoisie is the bourgeoisie, and this can be regarded as doing as the Romans do. My aunt will make excuses for herself when she comes.

In fact, Fang Monan could also say that she was in elementary school, but that was just a fleeting thought. It would be better for her to just ask Andres to help her. She told Stacey when she went to the hospital this afternoon. Homeshool teaches herself at home.

At the end of the semester, Jane needs to submit a teaching report to the Education Bureau, and the children take the exam. As long as they pass the exam, they can continue in HomeShool in the next school year.

After giving Stacey another treatment, Fang Monan said: "Mari, please ask Andres to accompany me to the elementary school. I think homeshool, it will be more convincing if there is an adult accompanying me."

"This... is good." Stacey wanted to refuse, but then she thought that she was too independent. Now that she has decided, it will definitely be good.

The result was as Stacey expected. Andres accompanied Fang Monan to the Education Bureau and the elementary school. When going through the formalities, Fang Monan answered the questions fluently, and there would be no problem in entering middle school.

The family hired a nanny, Jenny, who was in her forties, black, and fat. She was actually an hourly worker. Fang Monan told her in advance not to interfere with anything. She only needed to clean the room, do the laundry, and wash the dishes. There was no need to do that.

Rice. Because cooking is Fang Monan's job, she doesn't like washing dishes.

After her aunt gradually adapted to college life, Fang Monan urged her to learn to drive and get a temporary driver's license. It was very inconvenient not to have a car. Although she didn't have to go out to buy rice, noodles and vegetables, she had to go out to buy daily necessities. Besides, she had to go out to buy them all day long.

It doesn't make sense not to go out to buy food.

My aunt passed the written test very quickly, and during the road test, women's unique attentiveness allowed her to pass smoothly. Traffic in the United States is much more complicated than in China, and traffic rules are also very strict. They mainly test safety awareness, and driving skills are secondary.

Because it is easy to improve your driving skills, but once you have no safety awareness, you will be in trouble. This is completely different from that in China. In China, people practice skills, ignore rules, and ignore pedestrians - just give gifts. China has created 25% of the world's motor vehicles with 3%

The accident rate says it all.

My aunt passed it in one go for only 50 US dollars. No treats, no gifts, no cheating, no anger. This is in sharp contrast to the country. I remember that when my father took the driver's license test in the early 1990s, he paid 3,000 yuan, and this was the result after giving gifts.

In addition to Mingzai, he also tried to take advantage of others and was criticized at all levels.

The government's arbitrary taxation is fiercer than tigers. In the future, there will be countless taxes, even tens of thousands of taxes, tens of thousands of taxes, tens of thousands of taxes. The Chinese people's tax pain index ranks second in the world. They pay an excessive tax burden, but enjoy extremely

Meager benefits. There is no free lunch in the world. Every benefit the government gives us is squeezed out of our taxes. Sometimes, people really want to get rid of those "benefits" that are just words but not real, and charge less.

Let’s pay some taxes.

So vicious that even a small driver’s license is not spared. Is it the rise of a great power or the capture of a great power?

Taking the driver's license test and actually driving on the road are two different things. After getting the driver's license, my aunt happily took Fang Monan to the supermarket to buy things. On the way back, the puppy crossing the road scared my aunt so much that she stepped on the brakes and turned into a

Stepping on the accelerator scared my aunt so much that she let go of the steering wheel. Finally, Fang Monan decisively sat on her lap, kicked her feet away, and stepped on the brake. After the car stopped, she applied the handbrake. There was only one hand between the car and the wall.

The gap is, wow! It’s so dangerous.

The car stopped, and my aunt kept breathing, "I'm scared to death. It's not just about getting a driver's license. It seems like I need to practice hard for this."

"Hey! When did you learn to drive?" My aunt asked curiously after she calmed down.

"I've been with you in the coach for so long, and I've been watching for a while." Fang Monan said matter-of-factly.

"Fortunately, I have you," my aunt said. Otherwise, the consequences would be unpredictable!

"Phew! It's good if you know." Fang Monan said: "Let's go! Go home."
To be continued...