"Slow down, move lightly." When Xi Chenhong saw the father and son lift up early in the morning, he couldn't laugh or cry, and then looked at his son's appearance. It didn't look like a fake, and felt very distressed. "Hey, Zong Qi, it's so serious, why don't you go? Take a look at the hospital?"

Yang Zongqi listened and sat down reluctantly and smiled bitterly: "Mom, not to mention the hospitals in the city, even the hospitals in the province are running everywhere. It's not much use. I can only endure it. Waiting for the past few days, maybe it will be better. Clicked."

   Yang Zongqi did not dare to eat fried dough sticks and meat buns, but instead drank white rice porridge and green vegetables.

   His diet is so healthy, he goes to bed early and wakes up early, he lives a regular life, exercises regularly, and he is still constipated. It is totally unreasonable.

   The bitterness of constipation, my parents don’t understand, so who can tell!

"Okay, eat and eat." Xi Chenhong said while eating the steamed buns, "Yes, Lao Yang, the lozenges you brought last time were good. I used some, and my throat didn't hurt all day in class. Others Someone asked me for some, and my bottle was gone in less than a week."

   "Okay, I'll order you a bottle at that time." Teacher Yang nodded, the lozenges are indeed a good thing, and he is also using it.

   I went home very late last night. My parents had already rested. When I got up early in the morning, Yang Zongqi rushed directly into the toilet. Only now did he discover the changes in his father. She was shocked, "Dad, is your head with real hair or a wig?"

   Seeing that his son finally noticed his hair, Teacher Yang said triumphantly: "Of course it is real hair. The effect is good. Look, it's been less than three weeks. The hair grows so good!"

   "Yeah, it's very good." Yang Zongqi nodded and exclaimed in her heart, "Dad, you buy me a bottle, you know, our director takes good care of me, he has less hair than you!"

   "Okay, I ordered two bottles. When you leave, take one bottle with you. When your leader finds it useful, I'll order it for you." Teacher Yang nodded. It was related to his son's work and he was very supportive.

   Sending a bottle of hair growth cream is not a gift of money, nor is it a bribe, at most it is a concern for the physical and mental health of the leader.

Xi Chenhong thoughtfully, "By the way, Lao Yang, I heard you say at home that Fu Yingying in your class has a lot of ointments at home, and the effect is very good. It seems that there is a treatment for hemorrhoids. Qi buy some. If there is a cure for constipation, set some."

   "Yeah, good." Teacher Yang responded again and again, remembering it in his heart.

   When Fu Yingying had just entered school with two large bags of ointment, she was stopped by Teacher Yang who was chatting with the doorman.

   "Hello, Teacher Yang, did you tell me something?" Fu Yingying got off the bicycle and said with a smile, carrying a lot of things, a little heavy, and sweating all over her forehead.

Teacher Yang smiled, "Let’s say as we walk, I want to praise you and thank you too. Fu Yingying, your grade is the first in grade, and you also helped the students. Everyone’s grades have improved significantly. Now the average grade of the class is up to the age. Seventh, it exceeds Class 7 and Class 8."

   Hearing that she had taken the first grade test, Fu Yingying breathed a sigh of relief, "Hehe, Teacher Yang, no thanks, everyone helps each other. Thank you, and I thank you for your maintenance of me and my classmates."

   Teacher Yang nodded, "As you know, good grades are concentrated in the same class, and experienced and good teachers are all in the same class. You are now the first in grade and you can pass."

   Fu Yingying shook her head, and refused: "No, I can take the first place wherever I am. I like the learning atmosphere of Class 9 and I don't go anywhere."

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