"Yaoyao, let's go and run two laps on the playground with grandpa."
Early the next morning, just after six o'clock, the seventy-five-year-old silver-haired Liu An was fully dressed, standing at the top of the stairs and looking up at Meng Yao who was walking down from above.
Wearing a black sportswear and a pair of black and white sneakers, her long hair is tied high in a bun on top of her head, and a few strands of hair are left in front of her forehead to frame her face just right.
Looking at Meng Yao who was so refreshing and neat, Liu An kept nodding his head, and his proud tone was not subtle at all.
"Yes, yes, we are looking more and more like my grandpa, yes."
Meng Yao didn't blush at all when he praised him so unabashedly, and he patted his chest and raised his head very proudly.
"That's right, no matter who my grandpa is."
"I think back then, the beautiful women who chased my grandpa would circle around her three times on the playground. As his favorite and cutest granddaughter, I am definitely not far behind."
Zhuang Ling, who had just returned from watering the flowers outside, happened to hear this. A loving smile appeared on her wrinkled face and she started to tease them.
"Okay, I've been hearing this for decades, you two are really not ashamed."
"Okay, if you want to go for a run, go quickly. I'll be back for dinner in a while."
As she spoke, she turned around and entered the kitchen, put on an apron and planned to cook.
Even though they are over seventy years old, they probably should study medicine. They have paid more attention to health and self-cultivation since a few years ago.
They have rosy complexions and strong bodies. The last bone age test showed that their physical age is similar to that of people in their sixties.
Being teased by his grandmother, Meng Yao not only didn¡¯t feel awkward and shy, but also ran to the kitchen and gave her a kiss on the face.
"Well, our Lady Zhuang is still so beautiful. Just be obedient at home. We'll be back soon!"
Then, she and Liu An went out amidst Zhuang Ling's instructions.
Liu An and Zhuang Ling are both honorary professors of the medical school. They went to university here before and later taught and educated people here for decades.
Because they made immeasurable contributions to the college, the college directly gave them a small courtyard to live in for free and would take it back after a hundred years.
Regardless of their age, they are usually invited by the college to give lectures to students and impart practical experience.
As the most famous medical guru in the Kyoto circle, Liu An is invited to major hospitals from time to time to participate in the analysis of various difficult and complicated diseases and the assessment of surgical risks.
In his spare time, Liu An also accepted two medical geniuses as his close disciples.
Walking out of the family area, you can see students getting up early for morning jogging and studying under big trees one after another on the road.
Every student who passes by them will respectfully shout "Good morning, professor!"
Looking at the smile on his grandfather¡¯s face, the corners of Meng Yao¡¯s mouth unconsciously rose.
"How about it, girl, seeing your grandpa's achievements like this, do you regret that you gave up studying medicine and instead chose a career that is not openly accepted by the world?"
Without waiting for Meng Yao to answer, he said to himself, "Although forensic medicine is a profession that upholds justice for the dead, it can also return the truth to the world."
"But dealing with dead people every day is unlucky for the world, and it is a very unpopular profession."
Looking at the morning light that was climbing up the treetops, Meng Yao raised his little face, smiling so brightly and with so much sincerity.
"I have never regretted it. You know, I never like to scheming with others." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com