My historical mission 1

Maoqiu told me that in addition to the attributes that the Qinglong bloodline has given me, it can also give me an extra level of physical fitness, a lifespan of nearly three hundred years, and an ageless appearance. There are so many benefits, I feel like I am almost invincible. I laughed and joked with Maoqiu. Maoqiu said, Master, you are really invincible in this world because you are a bug.

In the next few days, Lao Hu and Fatty seemed to be very busy. I didn't ask them what they were busy with, but I can probably guess that Lao Hu sent money to his comrades' homes before he got busy. Fatty must have been busy. before helping my sisters.

Five days later, the two of them went out for another whole day and came back just before dinner. They said they had found a delicious kebab shop nearby and asked me to go with them. This skewers shop looks a bit like a skewers restaurant in later generations. They are all separated into compartments. The skewers are grilled outside and brought in. They are all made of pure mutton and taste very good. You can eat the skewers and drink a small beer. Not the right time at this late summer time. When we finished eating and came out, we saw the two people in front of us walking out. The person being supported looked very familiar to me. Hey, isn’t this dad? Why did he drink so much? The person supporting him seemed to be His good friend is also a chief physician in their hospital.

I saw that my father could not walk steadily after drinking. I couldn’t do anything about it. After all, he was my biological father in this body. I hurriedly walked over and helped my father from the other side. I asked the person next to me That man, Uncle Li, why did my dad drink so much? When Uncle Li saw it was me, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, and then he said to me, your dad just felt a little unhappy, so he drank more. Look, you are here. Just send your dad home. I have something else to do, so I will leave first. Although I had doubts in my heart, I still said,"You can leave first. I will take my dad back."

Lao Hu and Fatty saw that it was my dad who was helping me. My dad was about to scold me, but when he saw that there were friends around me, he didn't say anything and was helped out by me. Originally, I wanted to send my father home, but then Lao Hu said, this is close to our place, and since my uncle drinks so much, he should go back to our place first and wait until he sobers up tomorrow. After thinking about it, I thought it was okay, so I helped Dad into my room with Lao Hu and Fatty. I said to Fatty Lao Hu, okay, you can go and rest first, I will be fine here alone. Old nonsense, that's fine. If anything happens, just call me.

After seeing off Lao Hu and Fatty, I returned to the room and saw my dad lying on the bed with his eyes closed. I went to the bathroom, washed the towel with hot water, and planned to wipe his face and hands so that he could sleep. Get comfortable. When I came back with the towel, I saw that my father was already awake. He was sitting on the bed and looking at me. I handed the towel to Dad. Dad, please wipe your face. Why did you drink so much?

Dad suddenly stood up and said loudly to me, are you going to go back to work or not? I was also very impatient, so I could only say, Dad, didn’t I tell you that I would go back in a few years, but now I want to do something I want to do while I’m young.

It seemed that my father was really angry. He said loudly to me,"Kneel down and take off your shirt. If I don't let you feel pain today, you won't be obedient." What should I do? I really have no choice but to take off my shirt and kneel on the ground naked. Dad took out his belt and asked me again if he wanted to go back with me and start working at the hospital tomorrow. I thought to myself that I did not come to this world to work in a hospital. There will be resentful spirits in the hospital, but the number is not very large. In places with sufficient yang energy, the resentful spirits will dissipate soon.

All I can say is, dad, give me a few more years. When my father heard what I said, he couldn't suppress his anger anymore. The belt fell on my back with the wind. I took a breath of pain. This old man is really strong. It seems that our family members have the same physique. They are all a bit special. Let’s just say that this time my father was not merciful at all. He used all his strength every time. I am afraid that even the old man and the fat man in the backyard could hear this sound. After a few belts, my Blood started to ooze from my back, and gradually I felt a fishy-sweet taste in my mouth. I don’t know how long I beat him, but my father didn’t stop until there was no more blood on my back. I don’t know if he was tired from beating him. He sat on the bed and sighed and said, why am I such a failure that I can’t even teach a son?...

Maybe he was drunk, or maybe he was really tired. He kept mumbling while falling on the bed and fell asleep.

I knelt for a while again, and then I dared to stand up when I heard that my father was asleep. I saw my father's gray hair, leaning on the bed. To be honest, I still felt sorry for him. He helped him lie down on the bed, then gently took off his coat, wiped his face with a towel, so that he could sleep more comfortably, then picked up the shirt and put it on, returning the black shirt. Yes, otherwise the blood would seep out.

We closed the door gently and walked downstairs. We saw Lao Hu and Fatty sitting on the sofa. Lao Hu said something was wrong and had a quarrel with his father. We wanted to go up and help, but we were afraid of causing trouble, so we didn't go up..

I smiled and said,"It's okay. You can go back to sleep. The old man is asleep, and I'll make some hangover medicine."

Lao Hu and Fatty didn't move but looked at me. I said it's really okay, you guys go to sleep. Fatty pointed at the corner of my mouth, and then went back to the house with Lao Hu. I looked in the mirror and saw that there was blood hanging from the corner of my mouth, and I wiped it off with the back of my hand. Then I went to the warehouse to find some Chinese medicine, and then cooked it in a medicine stove. When it was almost done, I turned off the fire, went upstairs to see my father, and prepared water on the table so that he could get up and drink when he was thirsty. After doing this, everything was dark. I didn't go back to sleep. I sat on the chair and stared at my father's sleeping face in a daze. Because when I was wiping my father's face just now, I read his memory, and I knew why he was so angry.

Uncle Li's son, who was drinking with him today, started working in the hospital today. His son is the same age as him. But he has always been inferior to me in studies and in all aspects. He went to a third-rate medical school. This time he was able to enter the hospital only because of his father's approval. But what I didn't expect was that Uncle Li kept praising his son and belittling me in front of my father. He only has a good relationship with his father on the surface, because his father is better than him in all aspects, but he often speaks ill of me behind his back. Today was the same. He insisted on inviting dad to dinner, but he kept trying to sow discord between us during the whole process. I'm thinking about how I should deal with this person. This kind of villain is really annoying. I'd better find an opportunity to do some harm to him. While I was thinking about it, my dad woke up. He saw that I was in a daze and didn't move. He just lay on the bed and looked at me. I was in a daze and found that my dad was awake. I hurriedly stepped forward and said, dad, how are you? I'll make some hangover soup and I'll go down and serve it to you.

Dad was stunned and didn't say anything. I brought the hangover soup from downstairs. It was just the right temperature to drink. I said to Dad, Dad, I have tested the temperature and it is just right. You can drink it first. Dad sat up and took the soup, put it under his nose and smelled it, and then his eyes lit up. Then he took another small sip, then tasted the taste, then took another large sip, and after a while he drank the whole bowl. Then he said to me, your prescription is good, it is very effective, and it takes effect quickly. Now my head will not hurt so much. I smiled and said, I will write down the recipe for you later. You should also check with me to see if there is any need for improvement.

Dad seemed to remember something, and then said to me angrily,"Dad's attack was too severe yesterday. How is your injury?" I said it's okay, I know you're unhappy, it's all my fault, and you deserve to be beaten. It's a strength that ordinary people can't compare to.