Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

In the morning, Ning Tao cobbled together several pieces of furniture, a golden wood bed, a golden wood bed, several stools and chairs that were not like horses.

This was thanks to the hard work and half-years of study at Shancheng Medical University, which enabled him to learn a little woodworking, coupled with his current strength and hidden tools, so it was so fast. Of course, the furniture he made is not considered to be qualified furniture, but the simplest structure. It is not about aesthetics, but it is good to be strong.

The afternoon sun was warm.

In the courtyard, Ding Ling rode on the Trojan horse happily, and kept talking: "Drive, drive, drive ..."

"Brother Ning, I'll wipe the sweat for you." Xue Weiyang held the wet sackcloth to wipe the sweat for Ning Tao.

Ning Tao let go of the carpenter in his hand, and let Xue Weiyang wipe his sweat, feeling her tenderness.

There is a secret hidden in his heart, that is, Xue Weiyang is Dan Ling, and Dan Ling is Xue Weiyang.

This would make him feel better, that is, he could find her even if the immediate situation was gone.

Didn't she say that, she's right next to her, and he can find her soon.

This is his and her unique "love" that travels through time and space.

"Don't make it, just rest, don't get tired." Xue Weiyang said distressedly.

Ning Tao smiled and said, "I'm fine. Let me do it. I want to make our home beautiful."

"Then I'll help you, what can I do?" Xue Weiyang was eager to try.

Ning Tao smiled: "You help me caress this stick, I put it in this hole."

"Um." Xue Weiyang rolled up his sleeves and went up.

Tenon-and-mortise structure, traditional skills.

Couples work well, not tired.

After a while, a small square table of Jin Sinan was born.

Ning Tao wiped the table with his sleeves, wiped away the sawdust, and the sun shone, and the table was slightly golden, and it was very beautiful.

Xue Weiyang smiled happily, and then hurriedly caught Ning Tao's hand that wiped the table, saying distressedly: "Don't wipe the clothes off, I'll wipe them with a rag."

The Tianbao robe that can't be worn by bullets cannot be wiped off the table, but Ning Tao was too lazy to explain why his clothes would not be broken. He nodded.

Xue Weiyang went into the house to find the rag.

Sitting on the newly made stool, Ning Tao looked up at the sun tilted to the west, feeling a little heavy.

A day has passed at this time. If he activated the town time tower by himself, this time he is no longer here. This past time and space will collapse and the traces related to him will be erased.

He couldn't help but glance at Ding Ling, who was playing very well, thinking about the question that he had to face: "How long is the time between me and their mother and son?"

"Daddy, come and play." Ding Ling beckoned to Ning Tao, with a small smile on her face.

Ning Tao wanted to go, but his heart was heavy, and he didn't really want to play. He said, "Daddy is tired. Take a rest and play with you."

He didn't want her to see her mind full of heart, he wanted to give her the best side, be happy and happy.

Xue Weiyang stepped out of the room, wiping the table with a rag, and clinging.

Ning Tao looked at her, and her mood gradually improved.