Double treasures are coming: the group-loving mommy has lost her vest again

Liao Bo saw something "strange" between Mr. Qi and Qin Li, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Qi, do you... know each other?"

"Hahaha, Mr. Liao, this, ahem, Qin Li, is the junior disciple I have accepted."

A look of surprise flashed in Mr. Liao's eyes, and then he nodded in hindsight: "No wonder I always feel that there is something familiar about Li'er. I'm afraid she is your apprentice..."

"My disciple is my true disciple. There is no problem that she can't solve. She is countless times better than those unreliable boys of mine..."

Mr. Qi did not hesitate to praise him, and his heart was full of his preference for Qin Li.

At this time, several outstanding young professors from medical schools in various countries sneezed a few times in unison.

Who is scolding him?

Qin Li shook his head and responded with a smile: "Mr. Liao, don't listen to the nonsense of the master. My brothers are all better than me in their specializations."

"It's not like they are stupid and only think in one direction..."

Mr. Qi mercilessly complained about his apprentice, with a look of disgust on his face.

"Master, I see that you don't look very good. Have you taken your medicine on time recently?"

Qin Li changed the subject and looked at the servant who had been with Mr. Qi and had served him for many years.

The servant was about to speak, but Mr. Qi beat him to it: "Li'er, how can you question the master? Of course the master takes his medicine on time. You personally prescribed the prescription for the master..."

Qin Li took the initiative to ignore the hypocrisy on Mr. Qi's face and turned to the servant for confirmation: "Grandpa Butler, is what the master said true?"

Mr. Qi quickly glanced at his servant. Unfortunately, the latter had been with the old man for many years and knew his temper and temperament well.

"Miss, Mr. Qi hasn't taken medicine for several days. In the days when you left, Mr. Qi still took his medicine on time, but later, Mr. Qi played rogue with us every day, and we couldn't do anything about him..."

When his servant revealed the truth, Mr. Qi glared at him angrily.

As a result, Qin Li turned around and was "caught".

"Master!" Qin Li stared at Mr. Qi seriously, "You promised me before I left that you would take good care of yourself and take the medicine obediently. Why are you like this again?"

"The medicine is too bitter, I really can't drink it..." Mr. Qi knew he was wrong, lowered his head, and complained softly.

The words were full of grievances and sorrow.

"Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease. Master, you told me this. Why did you forget it when it happened to you?"

Qin Li "educated" Qi Lao with good reason.

"So many outsiders are watching! Li'er, you have to save some face for the master..."

"What's more important, face or body? Master, if you continue to act like this, I, I won't bring Ping An An back!"

Ping Anan is her child and Mr. Qi's "heart and soul".

Mr. Qi treats them just like he dotes on his own grandchildren.

"No! Ping'an is my treasure, Li'er. If you dare not bring them back, I, I will go to Country Z to find them!"

Mr. Qi also spoke harshly.

The situation reached a deadlock for a time, and Mr. Liao didn't know how to smooth things over.

His eyes wandered over Qi Lao and Qin Li, worried that master and apprentice would really quarrel.

Xiaomi was also frightened by the atmosphere in front of her. She was at a loss and leaned closer to Mr. Liao, not daring to say another word.

Only Mo Ling, neither humble nor arrogant, stepped forward and broke the silence: "Mr. Qi, Xiao Li'er is also concerned about your health. Since you said that the medicine you are taking now is a prescription prescribed by Xiao Li'er, then why don't you drink it? Didn’t you let down Xiaoli’er’s hard work?”

Seeing that Mr. Qi's expression relaxed, Mo Ling struck while the iron was hot and turned to persuade Qin Li: "Xiao Li'er, Mr. Qi is old and can't tolerate bitter tastes. Otherwise, think of a way, can you Without reducing the efficacy of the medicine, change the taste to at least make the medicine less difficult to swallow?"

Mr. Qi blinked in approval and nodded heavily.

Afraid that Qin Li would not take Mo Ling's advice, he volunteered and repeated it: "Yes, Xiao Li'er, Xiao Mo is right, it's not that the master doesn't want to take medicine, he just doesn't want to take bitter medicine..."

"Master, how can any medicine not be bitter?" Qin Li asked him seriously.

"Then you can adjust the taste a little bit. That prescription is good, but that medicine is bitter and astringent, so it's really hard to swallow..."

Seeing Mr. Qi's aggrieved look, Qin Li softened his heart again: "Okay, okay, I'll try to change it tonight. If it doesn't work, then master, you still have to..."

Before Qin Li finished speaking, Mr. Qi agreed: "As long as you are willing to adjust, I will accept it no matter whether it is good or bad."

"it is good."

At the same time, two fingers very sincerely "hook" the promise.

Seeing that their master and apprentice had "turned their hostility into friendship", Mr. Liao was relieved.

After organizing his words, he looked at Mr. Qi solemnly.

"Mr. Qi, this is my granddaughter, Mo Mi. You said before that the venom of the winged scorpion cannot be detoxified without the brocade lizard branch. Now that we have found it, can you help Xiaomi detoxify it?"

Mr. Qi shook his head in embarrassment: "I have said that brocade lizard branches can detoxify scorpion poison, but I have only seen someone succeed in books, and I have never tested it myself..."

The implication is that the successful cure rate cannot be guaranteed.

"Mr. Qi, just try."

Xiaomi’s days were “few”, and Jin Lizardzhi was her last and only hope.

Regardless of whether he succeeds or not, he has to give it a try!

"Old man Liao, don't be too gloomy. You and your granddaughter are both very lucky. Li'er is back. With her here, I guarantee that the success rate will go up..."

"I know, we all know Li'er's ability..."

"Sister Li is so amazing."

Xiaomi secretly gave Qin Li a thumbs up, and the smile in his eyes was clear and bright.

Qin Li nodded: "Mr. Liao, I need time to prepare the antidote. In the past, I only learned about wing scorpion poison and brocade lizard branch from medical books. You can stay here for the next few days..."

"This is not good, will it bother you too much?" Mr. Liao looked at Mr. Qi worriedly.

"Mr. Liao, what are you talking about? Who of us is following whom? Do you think my house is too small, that's why you don't want to live there..."

"No way, this place is obviously several times bigger than my home." Xiaomi muttered in a low voice.

"Since Xiaomi has no objection, it's settled."

Mr. Qi enthusiastically called people over and moved their luggage to the room.

"Mr. Qi, Li'er, then we have to be respectful rather than obey orders..."

Mo Ling, who was "thrown away after use" on the side, looked at the four of them in a harmonious manner, and looked at Qin Li aggrievedly: "Xiao Li'er, I don't have a place to live, can you and Mr. Qi take me in?" Night."

"Don't you have a car?" Qin Li exposed him mercilessly, "It's not far from Feidu Building, it's just a matter of stepping on the accelerator."

"Xiao Li'er... the car is out of gas."

Mo Ling explained "honestly", with sincerity written all over his face.