The world's most sassy sweet wife

Yu Ziqing wanted to ask if his father was doing well, but considering that his father wanted to keep it a secret, he finally didn't ask.

"Then you called me suddenly, what's the matter?"

Luo Weiyi said: "Recently, it's a bit strange. Every once in a while, different people talk to me, saying that you know some old Chinese medicine doctor. I declare in advance, I don't want to inquire about your privacy, I just want to remind you. "

Yu Ziqing frowned and asked, "Who is there to ask?"

Luo Weiyi replied: "It's all my acquaintances, old classmates and colleagues. It's not surprising that they know you are my student. There is no impenetrable wall. But you treated Mrs. Su, and the Su family didn't publicize it. You have never disclosed your identity to the public. Except for the last time you went to our family’s Sian Chay Hall, it seems that you have never shown your skills again, right?”

Of course Yu Ziqing remembered who she had mentioned it to, but actually not many times.

The appearance of several people has already appeared in her mind.

Luo Weiyi said, "There will be no one who knows that you know your medical skills, except the medical profession, the Su family, and those who have seen you in Sian Chay Hall. What's even more strange is that the people who really want to inquire about this matter, I don’t seem to know that you study medicine, but I just want to find some old Chinese doctor you know. I’ve never heard you mention it, how do they know such details? Are they uneasy and kind, spreading rumors?”

Yu Ziqing showed a faint smile on her red lips, "I did tell the public that I knew an old Chinese doctor."

Luo Weiyi's voice raised several decibels, and he shouted into the microphone, "What? Is there really such a godly old Chinese doctor? He gave you all those panacea?"

He had restrained his curiosity, but he still couldn't help asking.

Is there really such a capable person in the world who doesn't show off the mountains and doesn't show the water, but possesses mysterious abilities?
Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "Actually not."

Luo Weiyi was even more shocked: "Then these panacea are all from your hands?"

Yu Ziqing said, "No, I got it by chance."

It is impossible for her to tell the secrets of the system, nor can she brazenly say that she is an alchemist.

Luo Weiyi heard that she didn't want to explain too much, suppressed a lot of questions, and said, "Those people may come to you because of the panacea. You should be mentally prepared. If you need my help, just tell me."

Yu Ziqing responded and asked, "Has your father taken any medicine?"

Luo Weiyi said: "No, leave him alone. That old man is stubborn. In order to study the panacea, he has been in the laboratory for the past few days and has never returned home. My mother is going to divorce him again."

Yu Ziqing thought for a while and said, "I'll give you another one someday for him to eat."

Luo Weiyi smiled and said: "Forget it, the old man is in better health than me. I can't go to bed after nine o'clock every night. He stays up late every day and is alive and well."

Yu Ziqing didn't say anything, but silently bought a panacea in the system mall.

Give him a chance to meet in the future.

Luo Dian's obsession with medicine reminded her of her master Fang Jue's obsession with painting.

These powerful characters are passionate about one thing all their lives, and the degree of obsession is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Their research results or works can bring changes to the fate of many people.

Such a person should live longer.

After hanging up the phone, she quickly let go of the matter and devoted her energy to her work.

An hour later, she stopped writing and took a sip of water.

She looks at the glass.

This is the water He Xuanchen poured for her.

chair opposite.

He Xuanchen sat there, and the faint fragrance of the special cologne still lingers.

And phone cases.

He Xuanchen gave it to her, and replaced it with his own hands.

Yu Ziqing was a little irritable.

Why is his face always in his mind?

In her office, around her, there are traces left by that man everywhere?
"It's really haunted."

Suddenly a message came to the phone.

——H: "We're at the airport."

Attached is a photo of the luxury VIP room at the airport.

Yu Ziqing put the phone on the table and muttered, "It's endless."

It happened that he flew to Haicheng, but he kept a proper distance.

As long as it takes half a day, that face will definitely not appear in her mind again.

She had just concentrated on her work when another message came from her phone.

——H: "On the plane."

Yu Ziqing originally wanted to block him so that he would not receive any more messages.

As soon as this thought popped into my mind, another thought popped up right after me.

If she blocked her, would this man turn the plane around and come back to find her?

Thinking of this possibility, she felt the need to hold him steady.

Let him stay out of town for a few more days, and she will be clean and clean.

I really didn't know what to reply, so I just clicked "OK" and sent it.

——H: "..."

Yu Ziqing frowned, and replied with a smile, the kind that came with the software.

There was no reply from the other end, maybe the plane is about to take off.

Yu Ziqing heaved a sigh of relief, finally there was no need for awkward chats.

In the afternoon, Chang Song called.

"Sister, my dad is not poisoned."

Yu Ziqing frowned in thought, is she not poisoned?

What could be the reason?

Chang Baiyuan's weak voice came from the microphone, "Xiao Song, are you calling your sister? Give me the phone."

"Dad, you'd better have a good rest."

Chang Baiyuan coughed twice: "I have something urgent to find her, give me the phone!"

Chang Song persuaded: "What's your urgent matter? She's not an employee of Chang's. Dad, get some sleep and don't talk. You'll cough again later."

Chang Baiyuan was very irritable: "Stinky boy, you don't listen to what I say, do you? Bring it!"

Chang Song: "Sister, let's not talk for now."

Then hastily hung up the phone.

Yu Ziqing tapped the table lightly with her mobile phone, thinking while tapping.

Chang Baiyuan's body suddenly appeared.

Someone was asking Luo Weiyi about the "old Chinese doctor".

interesting.

three hours later.

He Xuanchen sent a photo of a rainy day.

——H: "Get off the plane."

Yu Ziqing glanced out the window subconsciously, the sky was clear and the weather was fine.

When he got off work, He Xuanchen sent another photo.

——H: "There's a rainbow."

In order to let him stay out of town for a few more days and not come back too early, Yu Ziqing continued to bite the bullet and chat with him awkwardly.

——Q: "Hmm."

Du Weiwei walked out of the studio together with her arm, and said with a smile, "Sister Ziqing, I have become more and more used to it these days. I am really happy to work and make money."

Yu Ziqing was deeply touched, having a simple job and earning money steadily is the happiest thing.

The premise is not to get entangled with some people.

As soon as the two arrived downstairs, they saw Su Xi standing not far away.

Su Xi's figure was still very proud, and he greeted them with a smile.

When the distance was three meters, Du Weiwei looked at her warily.

Cousin Yanyan has reminded her more than once to be careful of her.

"Cousin Xi, what are you doing here?"