pet? Do not care! A real daughter, she is obsessed with cultivating immortality

Mr. Ning's thousands of words finally turned into one sentence: "You stinky boy."

Shi Qi sat down carelessly: "Grandpa Ning."

Although Ning Zhenhai looked disgusted, he felt quite good in his heart.

Shi Qi sat with the old man for a while.

As the old man's health gradually improved, the constraints on her cultivation were obviously reduced.

Shi Qi was really grateful to this old guy, and the old man looked fierce, but he was actually a nice person, but he had a sharp mouth and a soft heart.

It's quite to Shi Qi's liking.

Watching the old man continue to practice Tai Chi, Shi Qi said: "Old man, do you want to go out and practice? It's so boring in the ward."

Ning Zhenhai snorted coldly: "I'm afraid your boss won't be happy."

"Not always."

Shi Qi pulled the old man out of the ward.

Sure enough, someone was blocking the door.

Mr. Ning looked as if this was indeed the case.

Shi Qi went up and whispered a few words.

Those people let him go.

Mr. Ning frowned: "Really let him go?"

He asked Shi Qi: "What did you say? They are willing to let me go."

Shi Qile walked leisurely in front and said: "It's nothing, it's just that if you threaten me, if you don't let me out, you will run naked and jump off the building. When the time comes, the person will die and it will be embarrassing, and it will be difficult for them to explain."

Mr. Ning:...

"Hey! You brat."

Shi Qi hid with a smile on her lips. Of course that wasn't what she was talking about. She just said that Mr. Ning wanted to go out and relax, and she was here to ensure his safety.

Ning's father never thought about controlling the old man at all. He was just awkward and refused to say anything directly.

The two of them arrived at a small park where patients were active.

Shi Qi said: "Shall I teach you Tai Chi?"

There was a smile in Mr. Ning's eyes. He felt uncomfortable being stuck in the ward all the time. Maybe people are really getting older and they like to bask in the sun and breathe fresh air outside.

"You can also fight?"

Shi Qi smiled and said, "Of course! I can also play with a hammer."

"Oh? I thought you were going to say you could dance with a sword."

Shi Qi scratched his head and felt embarrassed: "That's true, but it doesn't have the convenience of using a hammer. The sword still has to find the direction to stab. The hammer doesn't care about anything, and one strike will determine life or death."

"Have you ever heard of it? Eighty percent with one blow!"

Mr. Ning: "What a mess."

Mr. Ning was doing Tai Chi slowly. Shi Qi wanted to give him some guidance, but seeing that he was not happy with it, she just picked up a branch from the lawn.

"Just practice with branches."

Wherever the branches touched, there was strong wind.

Shi Qi's posture was cool and her movements were not sloppy at all.

Her attire is really eye-catching. At first, people in the park looked at Shi Qi because of her attire, but now it's all because of her dashing movements.

Mr. Ning didn't look at Shi Qi at first, but he noticed that more and more people were gathering towards them.

Mr. Ning wondered: "Could it be that my identity has been recognized, but after so many years..."

It turns out that he is no longer in the world, and the world is still a legend about him...

Mr. Ning stopped his movements and was about to say something when he saw a child clapping his hands.

"Brother is so handsome!"

The aunt on the side also said: "Little handsome boy, your moves are amazing."

No matter how stupid Mr. Ning is, he still knows that the handsome guy is not calling him.

He turned around and saw that Shi Qi was finishing up.

She held the sword flower in her arm, and a branch was treated like a sword by her, which would pierce the enemy's chest in the next second.

She finished neatly, with a straight posture and a pair of sharp eyes looking towards Mr. Ning.

At that moment, Mr. Ning felt as if he was being targeted by a wolf dog, and his hair stood on end.

But the next second, the sharpness in Shi Qi's eyes dissipated and a smile filled her eyes.

"Grandpa Ning, how are you? Are you handsome? Are you confused by how handsome he is?"

Mr. Ning:...

You're a good young man, why do you have a mouth?

Before Ning Zhenhai could answer, the uncles and aunts watching were extremely supportive.

"You're handsome, young man."

"Who said today's young people are weak and sick? Look at this young man."

On one side, two crispy college students who had been sighing just now, one of whom stretched his waist and the other of whom laughed so hard that his jaw dislocated, became silent for a moment after hearing this.

Shi Qi chuckled: "That's right."

The aunt came forward and asked: "Does the young man have a girlfriend? The young man is short, is he a little short..."

The aunt looked her up and down, then said seriously: "No, it's very short."

She smiled again: "But the young man is handsome! Yes! He is also good at martial arts and can protect others! He looks like a good boyfriend."

The uncle also nodded: "That's good. Are you local? How old are you? What education level do you have?"

He came up, as if checking the household registration.

However, he looked at Shi Qi's attire without words, and couldn't help but ask: "But, young man, is this a popular element?"

Shi Qi opened her mouth and said, "Oh, this, I'm a designer, this is a design."

The uncle looked confused, and the aunt squeezed forward and said to him: "You don't understand this, do you? I watch TV series, and I know it! The designer is so awesome!"

Shi Qi straightened her clothes: "It's nothing. I just received the International Cow Horse Design Award, participated in some international competitions, and won the championship."

The aunt's eyes lit up: "It's true! The young man is amazing!"

The college student on the side blinked with clear eyes: What kind of cow and horse?

Mr. Ning: You can’t believe a word of him.

Shi Qi: When you go out, your identity is given by yourself.

Shi Qi straightened the collar of his urea bag jacket: "This is a show piece, so I'll exaggerate it. Doesn't it look good?"

When the uncle and aunt took a closer look, it was still completely difficult to understand.

This kind of clothing is such that if their sons and daughters put it on, they would call them crazy and take them to a mental hospital.

But there was a designer opposite, and the uncle and aunt endured it.

"Young people just have ideas."

College student on the side: Huh?

Mr. Ning couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward: "Don't listen to him, he is just a doctor."

When the uncle and aunt heard this, their eyes brightened even more: "You are still a doctor, what a good doctor!"

In an instant, they looked at Shi Qi like a golden turtle son-in-law, and they stuffed Shi Qi with whatever they had in their hands.

"Come on, young man, auntie has some candy here."

Shi Qi deceived and tricked people into eating and drinking.

"Thank you sister."

The aunt instantly beamed with joy: "Hey, you still call me sister. Look at this young man, he has such a sweet mouth! Auntie is already fifty years old!"

Shi Qi covered her mouth in surprise: "But I think you are just like thirty."

The aunt was even happier and asked Shi Qi to wait while she went to bring Shi Qi the food for her eldest son who was hospitalized.

Eldest son:……

Shi Qina stuffed a bag of snacks directly into her hand.

Ning Zhenhai had a straight face, but he felt a little dumbfounded in his heart.