Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

Pei Zhaoli took Yan Qiu back to a mansion he bought in Yuecheng and pretended that the miracle doctor lived there.

"What is the name of this miracle doctor?"

When Yan Qiu followed Pei Zhaoli to the gate of the mansion, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

After all, even the doctors around Nan Jinming were helpless against Nan Chenliang, so how could they expect the miracle doctor that Pei Zhaoli met to be able to bring him back to health?

Just as Yan Qiuxing reached the door, the demented Nan Chenliang tried to take a step forward.

But he was pulled back fiercely by Yan Qiu in an instant.

Nan Chenliang watched Yan Qiu grab his wrist tightly, the force was quite strong.

"Sister, sister, my hand hurts so much."

Nan Chenliang's eyes were filled with tears due to the pain. He looked at Yan Qiu beside him, but Yan Qiu did not give him any response.

Facing Yan Qiu's cold eyes and the sneer on the corner of her mouth, Pei Zhaoli did not get angry. Instead, he smiled and gazed leisurely at the helpless Yan Qiu and Nan Chenliang in front of him.

He raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the servant beside him out of the corner of his eye.

The servant understood, and a group of people immediately came out of the house and surrounded Yan Qiu and Nan Chenliang tightly.

"It is rare that the Prime Minister has come all the way to Yuecheng. I must send someone to entertain him well."

Pei Zhaoli had an unfathomable smile on his face, but when he looked at Yan Qiu, his eyes were full of coldness and hostility.

No matter how hard he tried, his mother was always unwilling to leave all family affairs to him. So what was so special about that useless sister?

“No need!”

Yan Qiu stared closely at the burly women around him, secretly wondering whether he could defeat them with his own strength.

"I advise the Prime Minister to move to my humble abode and rest for a while, so as not to accidentally hurt the young man next to you."

Pei Zhaoli's eyes revealed a hint of danger, and the indifference in his eyes was frightening.

He knew very well that if he wanted to break free from his mother's control, he had to cling to the prime minister's high position.

"elder sister......"

Although Nan Chenliang was a little dull, he could also feel the tense atmosphere between the two people in front of him at this moment.

Seeing that the people around them were surrounding them tightly, he also understood that the current situation was quite bad.

Yan Qiu's heart sank, she knew it would be difficult to escape today.

She glared at Pei Zhaoli fiercely, then whispered to Nan Chenliang, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Pei Zhaoli sneered and waved his hand to ask his men to make way.

"In that case, please come in, Miss Yan."

"But I have to be frank. If the miracle doctor can't cure his illness, don't blame me for being rude."

Yan Qiu held Nan Chenliang's hand and walked into the mansion.

As she walked, she observed the surroundings and prayed silently in her heart that the miracle doctor really had a way to cure Nan Chenliang.

Yan Qiu held Nan Chenliang's hand and followed Pei Zhaoli. When they arrived at the hall, they saw Pei Zhaoli whispering a few words to the servants beside him, then he raised his head and set his eyes on Yan Qiu.

"Wait a moment, both of you. I have sent someone to invite the miracle doctor."

Yan Qiu asked Nan Chenliang to sit next to him: "I hope Mr. Pei is not making fun of me."

At this time, a white-haired old man walked into the hall led by a servant.

His steps are steady and his eyes are sharp, revealing an extraordinary temperament.

A glimmer of hope ignited in Yan Qiu's heart. She quickly stood up and went forward. "Excuse me, are you the miracle doctor?"

The old man nodded slightly, "I am the one."

Pei Zhao said, "Divine Doctor, please take a look and see if his dementia can be cured."

The miracle doctor walked up to Nan Chenliang, looked at him carefully for a while, then reached out and gently pressed on his pulse.

After a moment, the doctor released his hand and said slowly: "This disease is not incurable, but it requires some time and special methods."

Yan Qiu was delighted when he heard this, "Please give me some advice, my Godly Doctor!"

Yan Qiu didn't believe it at first, but when she heard that Nan Chenliang could be cured, she wanted to try it regardless of whether it was a glimmer of hope or not.

The doctor pondered for a moment and said, "I need to use some precious herbs and acupuncture to cure you. However, these herbs are extremely rare and difficult to find."

"No matter how difficult it is, I will find it." Yan Qiu said firmly.

"Well, in addition, the patient's active cooperation is required during the treatment."

The miracle doctor looked at Nan Chenliang and said, "Try not to irritate him and keep him in a good mood."

Yan Qiu nodded, thinking that this should not be difficult.

"Okay, I'll write a prescription first, and you guys go and prepare the herbs according to it."

The miracle doctor picked up a pen and wrote down the names of several medicinal herbs.

Pei Zhaoli took the prescription, looked at it, and then said to Yan Qiu: "I will send someone to help find these herbs."

Yan Qiu glanced at him and said, "Thank you."

After everything was arranged, Yan Qiu took Nan Chenliang away from Pei Mansion.

"Sister, I believe I will get better soon." Nan Chenliang held Yan Qiu's hand and smiled innocently.

Yan Qiu touched his head and said, "Yes, I will."