Waving Xu Qing away, Xu Wenbin sat behind the desk silently for a while, his eyes somewhat vacant.
The reason he called Xu Qing over was that he remembered the time when Jiang He was about to give birth, and Xu Qing spoke passionately about the medical history from ancient times to the present to calm Jiang He's mind.
"In the 21st-century modern civilization, even skyscrapers are built so high, can't we handle your childbirth?"
At first, he thought this kid was a bit odd, but now the thought gave Xu Wenbin the chills.
Before that...
"Dad, look at these straw sandals, antiques from the Tang Dynasty, how much can they sell for?"
"She lacks the earth element in her five elements, carrying a potato is like having an amulet..."
"This girl can really eat, three big bowls and still wants another bowl of soup..."
"She never went to school, let me help her catch up on the nine years of compulsory education..."
