When the prince is reborn, he will only hit me if he doesn't hit the wall!

After saying this, Xu Xinyue felt something was wrong and added, "He is my father, and he will be Qin Yuechuan's father in the future..."

It seems right and it seems wrong.

Xu Xinyue simply stopped talking and stopped speaking.

But Qin Yuechuan, who was at the door, was overjoyed when he heard this. He put his fist to his lips, cleared his throat, and tried to stop himself from laughing out loud.

He helped Xu Xinyue up, wiped her tears, turned to Qiu Chu and said, "Yueyue is right, old man, thank you."

Did Qin Yuechuan hear everything that was said just now?

In fact, there was nothing that was taboo to listen to, but Xu Xinyue still couldn't help blushing.

“So it’s your daddy, no wonder you’re so excited.

My disciple recently tore his clothes into thin strips by the river where he was fished out, and tied them up in various places, hoping that someone would find them, but I don’t know if anyone came to look for him.”

Qin Yuechuan then continued, "Yueyue, Qingyang actually picked up some cloth strips downstream, and it looked like the material was produced in Kyoto. But I was worried that you might be disappointed, so I wanted to wait until I found definite evidence to prove that it was Uncle Xu's before telling you. Sorry, I didn't tell you."

Xu Xinyue shook her head: "It doesn't matter, isn't it confirmed right now that it is most likely Daddy's clothing material?

Did you bring the strip of cloth?"

"Well, I'll go call Qingfeng to get it."

Qingfeng quickly took out the cloth bag and handed it to Xu Xinyue.

The strips of cloth had been dried, neatly stacked and tied together. Qiu Chu pointed at the strips and said, "Oh, yes, this is it."

Xu Xinyue examined it carefully and confirmed that it was indeed the material of the clothes her father wore that day.

The tears that had just stopped welled up again. She sniffed hard, calmed down, and asked Qiu Chu again: "Mr. Qiu, where is my father now? I want to see him. Can I see him?"

"I can meet you, but it's not in Qingzhou. It will take at least a day for a fast horse to get there. But..."

He glanced at Qin Yuechuan, then at Xu Xinyue, opened his mouth, and swallowed back what he was about to say.

Obviously, these two people knew everything, so why did they have to make things difficult for an old man like him!

Fortunately, both of them were perceptive people. Xu Xinyue reacted immediately and took the initiative to speak: "I still need to prepare. Can Elder Qiu take us there in a few days?"

Qiu Chu made a "hmm" sound through his nostrils, which was considered as his agreement.

This was the best news Xu Xinyue had heard in recent days. She held the cloth strip against her chest: Sure enough, that dream was all fake.

Daddy would never leave this world like in a dream, and Qin Yuechuan certainly wouldn't do that either.

But if it is fake, does the antidote in the dream really exist?

Xu Xinyue felt mixed emotions.

However, no matter what, she must make Qin Yuechuan completely free from this pain.

She swore secretly in her heart.

The next few days were busy for Qiu Chu.

As someone who knew the whole situation, he felt that the atmosphere among the people at the moment was really "weird".

These kids clearly knew everything, yet they all pretended to be completely unaware.

In the past few days, they have been doing their own things tacitly, covering up and avoiding each other when appropriate.

Although it was less stressful, Qiu Chu still felt it was very hard.

Every time he faced them, Qiu Chu had to be extra careful about his words and actions. He had to take care of and cover the roles of three people at the same time, which was really a bit too much for his brain at this age.

Qiu Chu held his head in distress and said, "I'm just an old man, why do I have to endure so much!

I really can’t get along with today’s young kids.”

Qiu Chu sat in his own medicine room, sighing with worry.

"Mr. Qiu, what's wrong with you?"

Qiu Chu looked up and saw Xu Xianyue standing with her back to the light. He said helplessly, "You three are giving me a headache..."

Xu Xinyue chuckled and said, "Sorry, Mr. Qiu, we have troubled you recently."

"Oh, forget it, how are you doing recently? Is there anything unusual after taking the medicine?"

Xu Xinyue shook her head: "No, I'm fine."

"So you're here today?"

Xu Xianyue took out a pill from her purse and handed it to Qiu Chu: "This is the painkiller pill I made with Hanyang grass. I would like to ask Mr. Qiu to give it to Qin Yuechuan in your name. Just say that it was developed by you."

Qiu Chu took the pill and said, "I get it. You guys are making me more miserable than the other."

Xu Xinyue did not answer. She then looked carefully at Qiu Chu's temporary medicine room.

Qiu Chu had only been here for a short time, only ten days or half a month earlier than her, but in such a short period of time, he had filled this large medicine room to the brim.

Various kinds of medicinal herbs were spread out on old wooden racks, some in dried bundles, and some in crushed powder sealed in ceramic jars.

Various utensils and tools are also stacked in the corner of the medicine room, including stone mortars and pestles, copper weights and scales (small scales), and a few open medical books are scattered at the feet.

"How about it? Not bad, right? These are all my treasures!"

"Well, Mr. Qiu, you are really..."

Xu Xinyue looked around, but couldn't find any suitable words of praise. But just as she turned her gaze back, she saw a medium-sized porcelain jar on the wooden shelf where the medicinal herbs were spread out, and there seemed to be a slight sound coming from inside.

It's such a mess here, maybe rats have eaten the medicinal herbs.

Xu Xinyue pointed uncertainly and said, "Mr. Qiu, what's in here?"

Qiu Chu followed her gaze and saw the porcelain bottle she pointed to. He stood up from behind the medicine table and took the porcelain bottle. "This thing is important, but it's also not important either."

Xu Xianyue was curious: "What is it?"

Qiu Chu opened the lid, and a bloody smell entered his nose: "Blood leeches."

Inside the porcelain jar, there were many sticky, fat, blood-red worms entangled and wriggling.

Xu Xinyue suppressed her nausea and asked in confusion, "What are leeches?"

“Similar to leeches, they are blood-sucking things.

But this thing is special, it is very useful to use this living body to store blood. I originally brought it to use for detoxification and drug testing for that brat, I can't bleed him every day, with this thing, I can let him suck it, and it can store blood for a long time."

Xu Xinyue's eyes lit up: "Then these fat guys have already sucked Qin Yuechuan's blood?"

If she had known that he had this good thing, why would she have gone through so much trouble that night and risked being discovered? Besides, the storage time using her method was really limited.

"Yes, indeed, these are all."

"Mr. Qiu, can you give me one? If it comes to detoxification, the efforts of two people are always better than the hard work of one person."

Qiu Chu thought this made sense and wondered why he had never thought of it before.

Then he took out a leech and placed it in another small porcelain jar: "Although this thing is not rare, it takes a long time to raise it. You must take good care of it. If it becomes thin, it means it is hungry. You can go find that brat and ask him to 'feed' you. Do you understand?"

Qiu Chu's words were really funny. Xu Xinyue couldn't help laughing and took the small porcelain jar: "I know."