Fang Han went to the villa after dinner. Song Yuya and Claire were neither there. He frowned and was about to treat Claire.

Claire no longer needs a medicinal bath, and can achieve the effect directly through acupuncture. The most difficult period has passed, and now it is consolidation treatment.

Both women were not here, Fang Han called Song Yuya, and Song Yuya told him that the two were waiting for Claire's boyfriend David Hulk at the airport.

She said David was worried that Claire was alone abroad and asked for leave to accompany her. The morning plane was about to arrive soon and they were back soon.

Fang Han hung up the phone for more than half an hour, and Song Yuya and the others returned to the villa.

David Hulk is a pretty young white man with blond hair and a little unkempt. Fang Han guessed that he was an art-oriented person.

Song Yuya introduced to the two that David Hulk is a sculptor with a pair of skilled hands. Although he has not become famous yet, he has a bright future and his current works are selling for a high price.

He has imitated some works by famous masters, which are magical and there is almost no trace of imitation. He can live a good life with this skill alone and live a very prosperous life.

Fang Han shook hands with David Hulk, greeted him with a smile, and welcomed him to China.

"Fang, your paintings are great!" David Hulk gave a thumbs up: "The unique style of painting is already imitating your paintings!"

Fang Han shook his head and smiled. It is best not to take the praise from the Americans seriously. Their praise is as ordinary and cheap as saying hello.

"Fang, have you really cured Claire's leukemia?" David Hulk looked at Claire and exclaimed: "This is a miracle!"

Fang Han glanced at Song Yuya, and Song Yuya said, "David Hulk has never known Claire is sick, I only heard about it recently."

Fang Han raised his eyebrows and looked at Claire.

Claire shrugged: "Why do you have to worry about one more person? I'm going to break up with David."

"We're arguing, but I don't want to break up." David Hulk hugged Claire: "I only learned from her classmate later that she was sick. You're so stupid!"

Claire's eyes were full of roar and smiled, "I thought I was going to see God and couldn't see you again!"

Song Yuya clapped her face and said, "Okay, stop showing her affection. Is it time to treat me?"

Fang Han said: "Have you eaten?"

"I've eaten at the airport." Song Yuya said.

Fang Han nodded: "Then start!"

Claire lay on the sofa and motionless. Song Yuya brought the needle bag. Fang Han pierced her back in the blink of an eye, and then gently brushed it. Thirty-six golden needles swayed at the same time, like waves surging, which made David Hulk's eyes widen.

"Oh, God, it's so amazing!" David Hulk exclaimed.

Fang Han smiled, and Song Yuya said, "Fang Han, I also want to learn acupuncture."

"Didn't you learn Western medicine?" Fang Han said.

Song Yuya said: "I think traditional Chinese medicine is also unique. We should learn it."

Fang Han said: "First focus on one. Traditional Chinese and Western medicine has their own advantages. If you have not mastered the essence of Western medicine, it is best not to be distracted."

"That's true." Song Yuya nodded.

Traditional Chinese medicine has its own unique and Western medicine is also special, but seeing Fang Han's methods, she felt that traditional Chinese medicine was better than Western medicine, especially in the treatment of some difficult and complicated diseases.

Fang Han said: "Western medicine is developing very fast. If it doesn't work now, it doesn't mean it won't work in the future. You have been studying for so many years. Don't give up!"

Song Yuya nodded slightly.

Fang Han shook his head and said, "Traditional Chinese medicine is a medical skill mastered by geniuses. In other words, our country has a large population and a small country. This kind of medical skill that requires elites to master has long been lost. How many Chinese medicines can surpass the predecessors? Western medicine has much lower requirements. There are many people who master it, and there are many talents emerging, and they will develop rapidly. One generation of doctors is better than the next generation of doctors, so in terms of future prospects, Western medicine is still better."

The two of them were in Chinese, and neither Claire nor David Hulk understood. David Hulk looked at the two for no reason, thinking that they were talking about Claire's condition, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Fang Han saw his thoughts and waved his hand with a smile to signal him not to be nervous: "Claire's disease is fine, you can take another half a month of recuperation."

"It's really okay? Are you sure?" David Hulk stared at Fang Han.

Fang Han smiled and said, "It's really okay!"

———

After having lunch made by Song Yuya, Fang Han glanced for a while and continued reading in the villa. Song Yuya took Claire and David Hulk out for a trip.

In the afternoon, Song Yuya called and her classmate received a message from her returning to Haitian, wanting to get together with her. Claire and David Hulk were going to join in the fun. Song Yuya asked him if he would go.

Fang Han read the book for a while, then looked at the souls of his parents in the villa safe, and sighed. It was not out of reach to become the Nine-Ring Saint Level.

He felt quiet in the villa, and was most suitable for reading and thinking. He was working hard to come up with results, breaking the laws of this world, and seeing what he could gain.

But the world of mathematics is far from as easy as imagined. It is not that anyone who is smart or has a high IQ can get results. Sometimes inspiration is needed, and what he needs most now is inspiration.

He asked the saint Hai Luoer for advice in the dream world. Hai Luoer said that inspiration must be taken in silence and seeking in trouble. He is too dull and boring and life is too regular, which instead restricts the freedom of thinking. The freedom of action will affect the freedom of thinking, and the restraint will be dull and dogmatic, just as boring as the guys in the Holy See.

If you want to have inspiration, do things you don’t usually do. Fresh stimulation will make him inspire you, and you can even find a few more women. It would be great if you can fall in love with a woman. Thinking in love is the most lively.

Thinking of this, he shook his head, fresh and exciting, and he felt that his life was already exciting enough, far better than ordinary people.

In the evening, Song Yuya took Claire and David Hulk to the food stalls on Seafood Street. They were all students, and the cost of going to the hotel was too high. It was good to come to the food stalls, and it was economical and delicious.

Claire and David Hulk looked around curiously. A seafood street is located in Tianfu Square. The surrounding lights are brightly lit, showing the most prosperous side of the metropolis in front of people. When they are in it, they will unconsciously want to spend money.

Song Yuya walked along a seafood street and stopped in front of a stall. There were more than a dozen people sitting at a long table, including men and women. When she saw Song Yuya hurriedly reached out to say hello.

Song Yuya waved her hand and showed a faint smile. She was wearing a green T-shirt and white jeans, fresh and cold. She looked charming.

"Wow, Song Yuya, she has become more beautiful!"

"The water in the United States is to support people, it's not bad!"

A beautiful tall woman stood up and smiled and said, "Beautiful Song, please sit down quickly. Why do you have two international friends?"

Song Yuya smiled: "My American classmate, Claire, her boyfriend David Hulk."

"Hi!" Claire greeted everyone happily. David Hulk also greeted everyone enthusiastically. Everyone was very good at English and started chatting with them.

After a hustle and bustle, everyone sat down. Song Yuya sat with Claire on one side and the tall beauty who had stood up before.

She smiled and said, "Gao Xiaomei, are you doing well recently?"

Gao Xiaomei shrugged: "I read books hard and went to class hard. I often vomited, and my life was not very turbulent. It's pretty good, after all, I'm a student, where are you?"

"Same." Song Yuya said: "Try to attend class, nothing else."

"Harvard courses are tighter and more difficult. Can you get used to it?" Gao Xiaomei said, pouring Song Yuya a glass of dry beer. The wheat fragrance is everywhere.

"I almost collapsed as soon as I started, and then I gradually got used to it." Song Yuya shook her head and said, "People have great potential, and sometimes I am surprised."

"The elimination rate at Harvard Medical School is very high. If ten people can read five of them, it is considered high." Gao Xiaomei picked up the wine glass and shook her head and said, "I can't do it."

Song Yuya said: "You can try it. It's very painful, but the harvest is really great!"

"It's really not possible." Gao Xiaomei shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I don't have as much ambition as you, and I can't stand the hardship. Are you nervous about studying there? "

"...it's more tiring than the college entrance examination." Song Yuya hesitated and nodded.

Preparing for the college entrance examination is very tiring and stressful, but this pressure is different from the pressure of taking classes at Harvard. I study hard every day, and the pressure of each course accumulates together, making you feel that you are unable to do anything. A slight mistake is like a Miguno card. What’s more serious is that you are not just studying hard. Sometimes you are trying hard but cannot meet the requirements. This feeling of despair tortures you every day, and there are a large number of people who can’t stand it and leave school every semester.

Gao Xiaomei smiled and said, "Then forget it!"

She is self-aware and is quite smart, but she is very ordinary among the smart people. She is lucky enough to attend medical school. She has to do her best to keep up with the college courses. She is far less smart than Song Yuya, and Song Yuya is even more difficult.

"Song Yuya, don't keep talking to Gao Xiaomei, tell us about Harvard experience, what's the difference between it and our medical school?" A tall and handsome boy raised his glass and smiled.

"Yes, let's talk, let's open our eyes!" Everyone cheered, raised their wine glasses, and toasted each other.

Song Yuya clinked a glass with them, took a sip of wine and said, "The teacher's requirements are stricter, there are more courses, and there are nothing else."

"No, don't fool us, how could there be only one difference!" The tall and handsome boy smiled and said, "The one who came from Harvard Medical School is not the same level as our Haitian Medical School."

Song Yuya said: "We have a very relaxed class. It's very nervous to attend classes there. Every class is like fighting. Maybe that's the difference. Yang Ke, I heard you are interested in going to Harvard?"

"I have this idea." The tall and handsome young man Yang Ke nodded: "The family has always hoped that I will go over and study."

Someone laughed and said, "Yang Ke, your father is the director of the hospital. Where is it different? Anyway, you can go to the hospital and become a doctor, just get a diploma!"

Yang Ke waved his hand and said seriously: "If we are doctors, if we are not good at medical skills, we will really die. I dare not get a diploma."

Song Yuya looked at him and smiled faintly.

"Yang Ke has always been interested in you. He probably went to Harvard for you." Gao Xiaomei whispered.

Song Yuya frowned and looked at her.

Gao Xiaomei chuckled: "You don't know what he means, do you?"
Chapter completed!