The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

"woke up?"

Jiang Ruoli rubbed his eyes and hummed in a coquettish voice.

"How long have I slept? Why didn't you call me?"

Pei Zigui put on her coat and said softly, "Not long ago, we just arrived."

The roads in quaint alleys like this are narrow and difficult to drive in. Even if you manage to drive in, it is difficult to park, so it is better to walk in.

Pei Zigui carried the person out of the car and half squatted down.

"Carry you in."

Jiang Ruoli blinked and didn't move.

"is it far?"

"Not far, maybe a few hundred meters."

It's only a few hundred meters, who are you looking down on?

As if he had guessed what she was thinking, Pei Zigui turned his head and lowered his voice to coax her: "Does your leg stop hurting?"

"No! feeling! at all!"

He stayed where he was, watching the angry figure of the woman walking away. With a doting smile in his eyes, he chuckled and chased after her.

"Okay, I said the wrong thing. Hold my hand and don't get lost."

Jiang Ruoli pursed his lips and said nothing. Thinking that he really didn't know the address, he didn't shake off Pei Zigui's hand.

The Chinese medicine clinic that Pei Zigui brought her to was hidden in an alley. The building was in an antique Chinese style, and there was a plaque at the gate: Yuankangtang.

The old Chinese doctor who was in charge had been practicing medicine for generations and had been the imperial physician in the palace, seeing all the relatives of the emperor. He was no problem with the basic skills of observation, listening, questioning and palpation. It was said that he could tell a lot of symptoms just by taking the pulse.

However, Dr. Xue had not seen patients for a long time, leaving the work to his apprentice. I don't know how Pei Zigui convinced the old man.

After entering the yard, an elegant young man came up to them and led them in.

I didn't expect that this Chinese medicine clinic has a lot of mysteries. Outside is where they usually see patients and get medicine. Passing through the long and winding Chinese-style corridor, there is another house.

Pei Zigui explained in a low voice: "The old man doesn't like to be disturbed by outsiders. He usually grows flowers and plays with birds in the backyard."

He held Jiang Ruoli's hand and walked over the high threshold.

Dr. Xue was wearing a Chinese-style long gown and jacket, had white hair, and was sitting on a wooden chair stroking his long beard.

I can't help but think of four words: immortal style and Taoist spirit.

"Zigui, long time no see. How is your grandma these days?"

"Thanks to you, I am in good health."

Mr. Xue had just made a pot of tea and poured one for Pei Zigui. Hearing this, the smile on his face deepened.

He looked at the little girl who was standing obediently beside him. She seemed to be quite young, with a delicate and pretty figure.

You little bastard, you're lucky.

"This must be your wife."

Pei Zigui nodded politely, "Yes, my wife, Jiang Ruoli."

"Sit down. Stretch out your arm, little girl. I'll take your pulse first."

Jiang Ruoli was a little nervous, as he always felt that seeing a Chinese doctor was a very private matter. All the secrets were revealed by just taking the pulse.

Pei Zigui gently rubbed the back of her head and comforted her in a gentle voice: "Don't be nervous."

The old man had a calm expression, and after a while, he withdrew his hand from Jiang Ruoli's wrist.

"How is it, old man?"

Old Master Xue glanced at Pei Zigui and sneered, "Why are you so nervous?"

The brat called me in a hurry a while ago, and I thought it was his grandmother who had something wrong. But it turned out that his wife had dysmenorrhea and wanted him to help with diagnosis.

I thought it was serious, but it turned out that the girl was in good health. I could just let his students take a look.

Make a big deal out of a molehill.

"Has it ever hurt this much before?"

Jiang Ruoli shook her head and was about to speak, but Pei Zigui took the lead: "No, this is the first time."

"The girl has some yang deficiency and internal coldness, and her qi and blood are blocked. She probably caught a cold before her period and has cold-induced dysmenorrhea. There's nothing serious wrong with her body, and she can be cured with simple conditioning."

"I'll write you a prescription. Go to the pharmacy in front and get some medicine. Go home and cook it carefully. Drink it twice a day for half a month. Your qi and blood will flow smoothly, and the cold will disappear. Naturally, this won't happen again."

"But girls should eat less cold things. Also, when you are approaching your menstrual period, your body's resistance is at its weakest, so you should pay more attention to protecting your body."

Pei Zigui kept these words in mind.

Suddenly, the old man glanced at him.

"Also, although I understand that you are young people, don't stay up too late. Everything is excessive."

Pei Zigui was stunned, his eyes looking a little uneasy.

"clear."

Jiang Ruoli hadn't thought of that step. Normally, if Pei Zigui hadn't made trouble, she would have gone to bed before eleven o'clock.

"Do you want Grandpa to take a look too?"

The little girl called out "Grandpa" sweetly, and the smile on Grandpa Xue's face deepened.

"Since you're here, I'll show you too. Sit down."

Pei Zigui had no choice but to sit down.

"You're in good shape as always. But why are you feeling a little irritated?"

Jiang Ruoli frowned and asked hurriedly, "Ah? Is it serious?"

She doesn't want to be a widow at such a young age.

The old man smiled evilly and said, "It's not serious, just let him vent. You little brat, you have plenty of energy. You should give him more orders."

Pei Zigui stood up and whispered in Jiang Ruoli's ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Did you hear that? Grandpa told me to vent more."

Now even a fool understands.

"Don't make trouble."

The old man sat there, watching the two juniors flirting with each other, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

After the consultation, the two politely said goodbye to the old man, took the medicinal materials, and left the Chinese medicine clinic holding hands.

As soon as he went out, Jiang Ruoli patted Pei Zigui on the shoulder.

"The doctor said that he would give you more tasks to vent your useless energy."

Pei Zigui raised his eyebrows, waiting for the girl's next words.

"So, you can carry me out this time."

The man raised the corners of his mouth, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Come up, ghost."

Climbing onto the man's broad back, Jiang Ruoli grabbed his neck.

"The old man seems to care about grandma very much."

In just a short while, I asked this question several times.

After Pei Zigui's mother passed away, his grandmother moved to Yucheng. Not long after, his grandfather also passed away. Mr. Pei planned to bring him to Jiangcheng to take good care of him, after all, the relationship between the two families was pretty good back then.

But grandma refused, saying that she was used to a leisurely life alone. The Pei family had no choice but to find someone to serve her.

Jiang Ruoli met the old lady once at the wedding. Even though her hair had turned white with time, she still had an extraordinary temperament and must have been a gentle beauty when she was young.

"Grandma is Mr. Xue's first love."

"Huh? Real or fake?"

A little shocked. So the old man can't forget it?

"Mr. Xue never married in his life, but he never overstepped the boundaries. His feelings for my grandmother are far more profound than people imagine."

Jiang Ruoli hugged Pei Zigui's neck tightly, and said in a faint voice:

"So, is there really such pure love in the world?"

"Yes." He said without hesitation, not even pausing for half a second.

Pei Zigui walked steadily towards the entrance of the alley.

Occasionally, people passed by on the roadside and looked at the couple who were both very good-looking.

"People are watching us."

"Just watch it, it's legal."

The warm sun shines down, and occasionally a leaf falls from somewhere. The snow that accumulated a few days ago is still piled up on the street.

Jiang Ruoli keenly realized that this was not the way they came just now.