"Yes." Zhai Zhengqing breathed a sigh of relief, "More than ten years have passed, and you really still remember it."
"Grandpa Han also taught me Chinese painting and calligraphy at that time, and I have a very deep memory." Song Jing walked out of the school, "Uncle Zhai, where are Grandpa Han and his wife now?"
When Zhai Zhengqing heard what Song Jing said, he knew that she agreed to save people. His voice rose slightly and he was a little excited, "Teacher and Mistress are both in the imperial capital."
"It only takes more than three hours to drive from Haicheng to the Imperial Capital. Uncle Zhai, I can go to the Imperial Capital now, treat Grandma Han and come back overnight." Song Jing thought, it was only one night, so it wouldn't delay her.
Go find drug No. 005.
"No problem, I'll send a car to pick you up now."
The car sent by Zhai Zhengqing arrived quickly. Song Jing stood at the school gate and replied a few messages. The car was already parked on the side of the road.
"Xiao Jing." Zhai Zhengqing got out of the car and opened the door for Song Jing.
"Uncle Zhai, long time no see."
"Yeah, long time no see. Let's get in the car first."
The two got into the car, and the driver drove out, directly onto the highway, and drove to the imperial capital.
"Xiao Jing, are you still used to it after coming to Haicheng?" Zhai Zhengqing said in a gentle and caring tone, "How do your biological parents treat you? Do they bully you just because they have some blood relationship with you?"
"They can't bully me."
Zhai Zhengqing couldn't help but smile when she thought of Song Jing's abilities. She thought to herself, let alone the Lin family who couldn't bully her, it would be good if she didn't bully the Lin family.
"I said I would pick you up to study in Haicheng, but you didn't want to come. Why are you suddenly willing to come now?" Zhai Zhengqing said as he opened the car refrigerator, took a bottle of warm milk tea and handed it to Song Jing.
"Thank you." Song Jing popped the milk tea, lowered his eyes and took a sip, then said calmly: "I have something to do, so I came here to stay for a while."
Zhai Zhengqing knew that Song Jing had many secrets, but Song Jing didn't want to go into details, so he didn't ask any more questions, "If you need my help, just send me a message."
"Yes, I know." Song Jing said with a smile on his face, "Uncle Zhai, tell me about Grandma Han's condition."
"My wife is getting older, and her health has not been very good these years. She has cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, and she has been taking medicine all year round. But some time ago, for some reason, her illness became more serious, and she took the medicine that was prescribed before.
It didn’t work at all, so I went to the hospital for a checkup and was told that I had a condition similar to cerebral infarction.”
"The doctor used some treatment measures to improve cerebral circulation, fight cerebral edema and lower intracranial pressure, but the results were not satisfactory. The wife's condition became more and more serious. Later, she relied on an imported drug to suppress her condition."
"This kind of imported medicine costs 100,000 yuan per pill. The teacher and the teacher's wife didn't have much savings to begin with, and they have all been emptied out during this period. We students have collected money, but the teacher and the teacher's wife are unwilling to accept it at all."
Zhai Zhengqing sighed as he spoke, "It would be fine if this medicine could really cure Master's wife's illness, but it can only suppress it. The teacher called me two days ago and said that Master's wife's condition has worsened again and she is now in a coma.
I'm not awake anymore. I thought about it and then sent you a message."
"Xiao Jing, do you know what disease the master's wife has?"
"You have to see it to know." Song Jing would not make a casual judgment without seeing the patient.
"These people are so bastards!" Zhai Zhengqing glanced at his phone and his face turned a little ugly, "The teacher is a scholar, but he is also a human being. Who stipulates that scholars cannot make money by their own abilities, not to mention that the teacher earns all this money to save his family.
Madam, these people don’t know anything, they just talk nonsense when they open their mouths, and they don’t have the slightest trace of what a scholar should be like.”
"They are all ugly faces of jealousy!"
Song Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, and used his mobile phone to shrink the news reports related to Han Xingxiu. A lot of news reports immediately popped up. The first one was the news that Han Xingxiu started a live broadcast to make money, followed by a big "explosion" word.
When Song Jingcheng entered relevant content, in addition to the news written by the media, there were also many certified accounts of Chinese classics masters who expressed their disdain for Han Xingxiu's behavior of making money through live broadcasts.
One with a yellow V on his face and a certified master of Chinese studies, named Hong Dian, received the most thumbs up for his speech.
Hong Dian: [A gentleman loves money and acquires it in a proper way. To amass money in this way is really against the character of our literati. We are not ashamed to associate with it. 】
This Weibo post received a lot of likes and comments.
[A true master of Chinese studies still has to be someone like Mr. Hong.]
[Teacher Hong is really upright and outspoken. Whether it is Chinese painting or calligraphy, I think Teacher Hong’s works are 70 or 80 years ahead of Han Xingxiu. I don’t understand why Han Xingxiu was not selected when the global masters of Chinese studies were selected.
was elected, but Teacher Hong failed. I seriously doubt the fairness of the selection of global Chinese studies masters.】
[Manual Aite selection committee deprives Han Xingxiu of the honor of global master of Chinese studies and returns this honor to Teacher Hong!]
[Han Xingxiu’s eating scene this time is really ugly, get out of the literary world.]
Song Jing casually scrolled through a few Weibo news and comments, and then he knew why Zhai Zhengqing was so angry.
When Zhai Zhengqing was still a grassroots student, he was admitted to Peking University from a poor background and became a student of Han Xingxiu.
Han Xingxiu felt sorry for this student. He took Zhai Zhengqing to his home every week to improve the food, and taught Zhai Zhengqing everything he knew and learned without reservation. Even though Zhai Zhengqing later embarked on an official career, Han Xingxiu also used his contacts and resources in the early stage.
Helped him a lot.
For Zhai Zhengqing, Han Xingxiu is not only a teacher, but also a father-like existence.
Song Jing quit and sent a message.
[Help me look up a Chinese studies master named Hongdian.]
【Boss, where do you want to check?】
Song Jing suddenly curled up the corner of his mouth, showing a bad taste, [Looking for ruined reputation.]
[Understood! What did Hongdian do? Who could he offend? Why did he offend you? 】
【It’s too ugly to look at.】
After Song Jing replied this sentence, he exited the chat box. Zhai Zhengqing was still reading the messages on the Internet. His head hurt with anger and he was rubbing his eyebrows with his hands.
Song Jing didn't say much and just lowered his head to play Xiaoxiao Le on his mobile phone.
The car left the expressway toll station in Imperial Capital at around nine o'clock in the evening, and finally drove into the underground garage of a high-rise community at about ten ten o'clock.
Zhai Zhengqing was obviously very familiar with this community. The driver was waiting for them in the car. He carried Song Jing's things and took the elevator from the garage to the fourth floor.
Han Xingxiu's house has a password lock, and Zhai Zhengqing directly verified the fingerprint to open the door, which shows how close the relationship between their teachers and students is.
"Zhengqing, here we come." Han Xingxiu was waiting in the living room. When he saw them entering the room, his eyes fell on Song Jing first, with a haggard look showing nostalgia and kindness, "This is Girl Song, she has grown so big.