When Yan Zhun returned, his parents were already waiting at home early.

Yan's mother was very happy. She took the fruit wine that Yan Zhun brought back and pulled him into the house while muttering: "Your father and I went to the morning market at 6 o'clock. We originally planned to buy a stroll chicken to stew, but we met a sheep killer on the spot. The sheep was so fat. Your father gritted his teeth and bought a lamb leg and asked someone to unload it directly."

Yan's mother started cooking mutton early in the morning and planned to give Yan Zhun hotpot at noon.

Yan Zhun was so happy that he didn't mention what he had just eaten last night, but said, "I happened to be back with some fruit wine."

Yan Zhun's family of three did not drink alcohol, but it was acceptable to drink some fruit wine occasionally.

Dad Yan was very happy: "Where did you buy the fruit wine? Didn't you get it from Wang Qi's house again?"

"It's really not. I made it myself." Yan Zhun said seriously, but no one of his parents believed it.

What does his son look like? He can't understand him as a parent. How could Yan Zhun make wine? He usually doesn't divide the grains at home and doesn't work hard. He cooks his own meals, except cooking instant noodles and scrambled eggs with persimmons. How can he have the patience to make wine?

Yan Zhun did not explain it deliberately. Just as his parents knew him very well, he also knew his parents. It was impossible for them to believe in themselves by just moving their mouths, except for seeing them as real.

Anyway, no matter where the fruit wine comes from, it tastes good anyway, and it is also suitable to be served with hot pot. The three of Yan's family had a delicious hot pot.

While preparing the ingredients, Yan Zhun tried to make a bowl of dipping sauce by himself to let his parents taste his skills, but his mother was driven out of the kitchen neatly.

At the dinner table, Yan's mother kept rinsing the meat into Yan Zhun's bowl: "Eat more, mutton nourishes your body. Look, you've been busy these days and you've lost weight."

Yan's father snatched the mutton from Yan's mother's chopsticks: "Why do I look at him as if he is stronger?"

Yan Zhun now has the blessing of the game, and his physical fitness is four times that of a normal person. When he is full of energy, his body will naturally be better. He himself also feels that his muscles have become tighter, and it is indeed stronger than before.

Unfortunately, in Yan’s mother’s eyes, hard work means not having enough food and sleep, and overwork, and her body will definitely not be able to bear it. If you are like this, there is still someone who is not thin?

Yan Zhun was burying his hard work, just fortunate that his parents did not mention his relationship again this time. As soon as the thought flashed, he heard his mother ask, "Why haven't you seen Xiao Su this time? This child is quite busy with work, right?"

"Tomorrow is New Year's Day, and after New Year's Day it is New Year's Day, I must be very busy at work." Yan's father said, looking at Yan Zhun and asked, "Is it?"

Yan Zhun didn't think much about it and nodded: "Well, their company has always been like this. They have to be busy urging money at the end of the year, and it will be fine after the New Year."

"You and Xiao Su have been in contact?" Yan Ma asked again.

"Well, if she has time, she goes to the clinic to find me." Yan Zhun replied casually.

"That's pretty good. I see that Xiao Su is a good girl. She was very close to you in college, right?" Ma Yan said with a smile.

Yan Zhun suddenly looked up and realized that he had a problem with his mother's attitude!

"Mom, what are you thinking? Su Nian and I are friends." Yan Zhun tried to argue.

Yan's mother glared at him: "I didn't say anything, I just chatted casually. Why are you excited?"

Yan Zhun: "..."

After dinner, Yan Zhun looked at the time. He made an appointment with Li Li to meet at Chunyuan Barbecue at 13:00 in the afternoon. He originally ordered lunch together. Yan Zhun's stomach was now bloated and he would definitely not be able to eat, but he could just free up his mouth to talk about things.

Now there is still an hour before the agreed time, and it will take half an hour to drive from here, which is just enough to give his parents a pulse.

"Dad, mom, will I give you a pulse?" Yan Zhun said, stretched out his hand to hold his father's arm, and pointed his fingers and pressed the inner side of his wrist.

Yan's father was used to this. When Yan Zhun was studying, he often took their pulse. At first, he was to practice his skills, but after work, he was worried about their health. He went to the hospital for medical treatment and took them to the hospital for physical examinations regularly.

However, Yan Zhun was still working in the central hospital at that time. He knew people to help provide convenience during the examination. Since he left the job, Yan Zhun hasn't taken them to take their pulse for a while.

Yan's father's body is the same as the previous examination in the hospital. It is common geriatric diseases. There is nothing wrong with it. Except for Achilles tendonitis, you can take Chinese medicine to slowly regulate the rest.

Yan Zhun carefully wrote down the diagnosis and treatment plan provided on the game panel, and planned to prescribe the medicine for his father when he went back to the clinic in the afternoon. After the boiling, he would hire an errand to send it to his father.

"How is it?" asked Yan's father.

"There is nothing big." Yan Zhun thought about it and decided to explain to his father in advance so as to save time to arrange surgery. His father would not make any sense.

"Dad, I'm now learning orthopedic surgery with my teacher. When I learn it in the future, your Achilles tendonitis can be treated with surgery."

"Oh, I'm at this age, why are you going to have surgery?" Yan's father was unhappy when he heard this: "That person has been suffering from this foot problem for half his life. Isn't he going to be like this? He doesn't delay walking. It's okay, so he doesn't need to be cured."

Yan Zhun sighed silently, and he knew that this would be the case. His father was very stubborn and persuaded. He agreed only after he went to the hospital for a physical examination.

Yan Zhun turned his head and looked at the kitchen. His mother just finished packing the dishes and came out. He hurriedly said, "Mom, come here quickly, I'll help you diagnose the pulse."

Yan's mother cooperated in particular: "Okay, my son is going to have a checkup for me."

Yan Zhun said casually while taking his mother's pulse: "Mom, I think my father's Achilles tendonitis problem must be cured properly, otherwise he will not be able to take a wheelchair in a few years?"

"Bah!" When Yan's father heard this, he cursed: "Boy, curse your father!"

Before Yan Zhun could justify his mother, he said first: "What are you talking about! My son also cares about you. If you don't treat your feet well, you really want to be in a wheelchair in the future? I'm nimble and can serve you for a few years. When I have a grandson, I'll see if I still have time to pay attention to you?"

Yan's father was so angry that he pointed at Yan's mother from afar, turned his head to Yan Zhun and said, "Did you hear it? Your mother is urging her to get married!"

Yan Zhun didn't respond at all and said in his mother's voice: "I plan to wait for the New Year and arrange for my dad to have surgery."

"What kind of surgery do you do!" Yan's father said unhappily: "I won't do it!"

"If you don't do it, how can I finish my graduation? Then there will be no patient asking me to practice." Yan Zhun said nonsense.

Yan's mother was stunned: "What's the graduation?"

Yan Zhun said evasion: "I am now learning orthopedic surgery with my teacher. After a while, I have to arrange an operation. I plan to treat Achilles tendinitis directly for my dad."

"This is a good thing!"

Yan Zhun's graduation exam was done at that time, but he was looking for volunteer patients in the hospital where he was in the corresponding internship, accompanied by a full-time doctor from the department, watching the diagnosis and treatment process.
Chapter completed!