After understanding the thoughts of animals, I became more successful in escaping famine!

Subsequently.

Su Ning carried Yun Fei into the house and slowly coaxed her to sleep.

Su Ning stared at Yun Fei's face, and a trace of sadness gradually appeared in his eyes.

She gently stroked her face with her hand, and looked at Yun Fei, feeling reluctant to leave.

moment.

Suning left the house.

I also looked around deliberately.

No one followed him, so he slowly turned into a corner.

Sudden.

Another figure jumped in from outside the wall, and she knelt down straight.

"Yun Che is investigating these things now. With his ability, he will soon be able to find out about me. You must find a way to stop him."

The person who spoke had a hoarse voice, but his tone was particularly majestic.

Suning knelt on the spot, cold sweat constantly pouring out of his forehead.

After seeing this, he took out a pill from his arms and threw it to Su Ning.

"Eat it, it can relieve the toxins in your body." He said lightly.

Suning hurriedly took the medicine, took a bite, and his complexion gradually improved.

"Don't forget what I told you."

After finishing speaking.

He disappeared in front of Suning in an instant.

Suning didn't dare to say a word or refute.

If she wants to save her life, she must obey this man's orders.

Suning fell to the ground with a very complicated expression.

In fact, Suning doesn’t want to do these things at all.

But what can we do?

I am a slave myself.

From the very beginning, he approached Yun Che's mother with a purpose.

Moreover, Su Ning knew the identity of Yun Che's mother, so naturally he also knew the relationship between Yun Che and the emperor.

Those people wanted to deal with Yun Che, and they also wanted to pull the emperor down from that position.

Suning sighed softly and stood up from the ground.

The reason why it has not been exposed for so many years is that Suning is very cautious.

Coupled with the conflict between Yun Che and his father, he had no time to care about Su Ning.

But in order to get close to Yun Che now, Suning had to think of a way to avoid being suspected.

Only by doing this can Suning survive and continue to stay in Yun Mansion.

……

the next day.

Song Wanning went out early in the morning.

I also promised to look for Jiang Wan'er yesterday, so I went along the street to ask those who were setting up stalls.

But after all, Jiang Wan'er came at night and many people didn't see her.

Even Jiang Sheng, who went to find Jiang Wan'er, has no news now.

Except to find someone.

Song Wanning still has to find a shop.

When doing business in the capital, the geographical location of your shop is the most important.

But after Song Wanning looked around, she didn't find anything that satisfied her.

And those locations with high customer flow have almost all been taken over by others.

Even if there are one or two fish that slip through the net, the price is not something Song Wanning can afford now.

at this time.

Song Wanning passed by the entrance of an alley.

The flow of people in this area is not bad. There is a very long alley between the two houses. The surrounding area is not dark and people often come and go.

Song Wanning also walked through the alley and saw a house.

Song Wanning saw the sign on the door saying "For Sale" and smiled while looking up.

This is the house I need.

After some inquiries, Song Wanning found the person who was selling the house. He was an old man who looked to be almost seventy years old and was not in good spirits.

"Old man, are you going to sell the house?" Song Wanning walked over and sat next to the old man.

His hearing was not very good, so he just lay on the recliner, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan. He had not yet come to his senses and was unaware that someone was approaching.

Song Wanning rubbed his eyebrows, he is really a leisurely old man.

She went over, took the palm-leaf fan from the old man's hand, and fanned him instead.

"Hey, where did this little girl come from?" The old man reacted and was surprised when he saw Song Wanning.

"Old man, I want to buy your house." Song Wanning raised her voice, fearing that he couldn't hear her.

"What do you want to do with that house?" the old man asked doubtfully.

"After all, if you want to open a store in that location, I'm afraid the business will not be good."

"The girl looks very young and doesn't look like someone from the capital. Could she be here to do business?"

The old man is familiar with this kind of thing.

He was also afraid that Song Wanning would buy the house impulsively, so he also explained the interests involved.

"I am a refugee from famine. I want to open a clinic in the capital and do some small business. I like that house very much. Old man, please name a price. But I don't know if I have enough money on me." Song Wanning was actually a little embarrassed when she said this.

Song Wanning had visited that house. Although the location was a bit remote, it was very large. There were more than a dozen rooms and several large courtyards. She thought it would be a good place for a family to live there.

"Money is not a problem. I'm just afraid that when the girl buys the house, she will suffer losses in her business. Don't blame me, an old man, then." The old man snatched the palm-leaf fan from Song Wanning and spoke lightly.

"And the girl said she wanted to open a clinic. Do you know how many clinics there are in the capital?"

"Those people have taken root in the capital and have a certain reputation."

"It may not be that easy for a girl to surpass them."

"Do you want to do such a business, girl? Why don't you buy the house and do something else? Besides, I think you are very young. If your medical skills are not good, it is easy for something to go wrong."

The old man's words of advice were earnest and sincere, and there was indeed some meaning in the tone of a patriarch.

Song Wanning smiled, reached out and grabbed the old man's wrist.

"Then let me check the old man's pulse first to see if he can pass the test?"

"Okay." The old man did not refuse. Instead, he admired Song Wanning very much.

He likes this kind of personality, carefree and seemingly unrestrained.

Song Wanning took the old man's pulse and found that there was actually nothing wrong with his body.

But there was a feeling of anger that seemed to be blocking the old man's heart.

It seemed like he was worried about something and couldn't get rid of the anger.

Although the old man is seventy years old, his pulse is particularly strong.

If it weren't for this blockage of qi, there should be no serious harm to the body.

Song Wanning let go of her hand.

I also told these words to the old man.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes. He actually underestimated Song Wanning just now.

No one can tell that the elderly have this disease, and sometimes they feel chest tightness and shortness of breath.

But every time I went to the pharmacy to see a doctor, the doctor just said that he was old and that he just needed to rest more.

"Old man, are you worried about something?" Song Wanning asked curiously.

After hearing Song Wanning's words, he stopped fanning himself with the palm-leaf fan.

"Speaking of this matter, it has indeed been weighing on my mind for a long time."

"It's my son. He had a quarrel with me five years ago and left home. He hasn't come back since."

"I regret this too. That house was left by my son, but he's gone now, so I thought about selling it. Maybe he really won't come back..."