I opened a medical clinic in ancient times

"If I say... I'm not leaving."

Pei Shu's deep voice sounded like a giant bell knocking on Xue Qingling's ears. He opened his eyes wide in surprise, and his pair of clear eyes reflected the handsome face of the person in front of him. Xue Qingling stepped back, and he Shaking his head: "Doctor Pei, you...don't need to be like this, it has nothing to do with you whether the clinic is closed or not."

"The promise you made to me at the beginning was that as long as you are in Lin'an, you will be the doctor in charge of my clinic. As long as you leave Lin'an, this promise will be void. Besides...my bowl of porridge is nothing. Good thing, it's not worth your attention. Now that the medical center is also closed, I don't need this promise. After today, Dr. Pei can spend a few more days wandering around Lin'an City. After the shopping, just...leave Lin'an."

Pei Shu lowered his eyes. He didn't immediately respond to Xue Qingling's words. Instead, in front of Xue Qingling, he replaced the flute in his hand with a slow and steady movement. After the replacement, he took the piece and tied it. The red knotted flute with a layer of ice used internal force to dissipate the frost, then grabbed Xue Qingling's wrist with his left hand, and put the brightly colored red knotted flute into the opponent's palm.

"I will never take back what has been sent."

"So is my promise to say it."

Xue Qingling foolishly held the fringe in his hand. He had held this fringe in his hand many, many times, but never once was it so hot that he could hardly grasp it steadily.His vision began to become hazy, some crystal objects blocked his vision, he could barely see the bamboo flute in the opponent's hand, and the Sheng'an knot hanging on the tail of the flute.

He has cried many times today, and this time, something warm rolled down from the corner of his eyes. When he wanted to raise his hand to wipe it with the back of his hand, he was caught by another warm palm.

Xue Qingling stared blankly at the person in front of him. Even though he couldn't see the other person's face clearly due to the obstruction of the water, he could still outline the other person's eyebrows and eyes in front of his eyes.

Xue Qingling closed his eyes, he felt the other person's hand caressing his cheek, gently wiping away the disobedient tears on his face.

After a while, he finally heard the other party speak again.

"That day, when I came to Lin'an City and drank the bowl of porridge in the medical clinic, I knew that I probably wouldn't leave."

"Before you left the clinic this morning, Xiao Geng wrote a note and left it for me. He said that the bowl of porridge his young master made was not eight-treasure porridge, but lovesickness porridge."

"I inadvertently drank your lovesickness porridge, and I was poisoned by lovesickness. Even though I have studied medicine for ten years and have excellent medical skills, I can cure all diseases in the world, but I can't cure your poison of lovesickness."

"So..." Pei Shu smiled gently at the person in front of him, his peach blossom eyes were full of lingering affection, and he said with a smile in his tone, "I'm afraid I can only stay by the side of the antidote for the rest of my life, you know?" What do I mean? Qingling..."

Xue Qingling was really stupid all of a sudden, he stood there, his eyes widened, and the tears on his face couldn't stop there, he was dumbfounded for a while, and then began to raise his hands to cover his ears.

"I...I must be dreaming, why would I have such a dream?"

"Think about it every day, dream about it at night."

"Even if it's not true, I'm very happy and satisfied when I hear it in my dream."

Pei Shu, who had just made a confession and was still waiting for the respondent to respond, couldn't help laughing when he saw the situation in front of him. He watched Xue Qingling cover his ears and eyes by himself, and shrank to the side like a Like an ostrich, he is sure that he is just dreaming.

dream?

How can a dream be so real?

Pei Shu picked up the bamboo flute in his hand, transmitted his internal energy to the head of the flute, and then pressed the head of the flute, which was like thousands of years of ice, on Xue Qingling's cheek. His ears were numb, and he hurriedly covered his frozen cheeks. He opened his eyes stupidly, just in time to see Pei Shu smiling into his eyes.

"How is it? Is it cold? Is it not a dream?"

Xue Qingling was still covering her face, vaguely recalling the icy chill just now, "You, you must not be the real Doctor Pei."

The corner of Pei Shu's mouth twitched, his tone was heavy, and he gritted his teeth: "I'm not real, how can I be fake?"

"Really, how could Dr. Pei say he likes me?"

"Why is it impossible for me to like you?" Pei Shu couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Thinking about his previous life and present life, it was the first time he fell in love with someone, the first time he confessed to someone, but the other party still didn't believe him, and he had to let him Go and issue a certificate to prove that he is indeed the real Pei Shu.

"I... I don't have the talent to study medicine. I'm stupid and stupid. I can't remember a question after asking it several times. It's obviously a very simple truth, but I can't understand it. I, I, I... I'm also very vulgar, and I like to count Money, go out to fly a kite, and you can’t even fly a kite well..." Xue Qingling talked about her shortcomings incoherently, and she became more and more depressed as she talked, "Doctor Pei, you are so skilled in medicine, and you are so talented and intelligent, you must not would like a fool like me."

"Young master of the Xue family, don't belittle yourself, okay? In this world, not everyone has to be talented in studying medicine. You obviously have many advantages. You are good at making good medicine, and you are also good at making tea. You can make a table Good food, even the chef in that restaurant can't compare to your craftsmanship."

Xue Qingling almost bit her own tongue, "...Really?"

Pei Shu felt that he was just about to write a guarantee letter for him. Why didn't the person he likes believe that he liked him? "Really, it's true that I like you."

Xue Qingling was silent for a while, and after a while, blurted out without thinking: "Then will you come to my house to propose marriage?"

After finishing speaking, Xue Qingling also looked shy immediately, he, he, he, why did he ask such a question...

Pei Shu: "..."

Seeing that the other party was silent and did not answer, Xue Qingling immediately turned gloomy, "I knew, Doctor Pei, you must be joking with Qingling—"

"No." Pei Shu interrupted him, "You haven't responded to me just now, why did you suddenly transfer to me to come to your house to propose marriage?"

"Response? How to respond?"

Pei Shu couldn't help but raised his hand, and pinched the other person's cheek that had been frozen just now, to deepen the impression of someone, "I just said that I like you, how about you?"

Xue Qingling's face was pulled, and she said vaguely: "I...I have always liked Dr. Pei."

Pei Shu pinched the other person's cheek and did not let go, and continued to ask: "Is it the kind of love that wants me to go to your house to propose marriage?"

"Yes Yes……"

That's enough, after hearing the other party's response, Pei Shu finally let go of the hand that was holding the other party's cheek, and gently rubbed the other party's cheek.

Xue Qingling raised her hand to cover her ravaged little cheek, smashed the jar, and asked persistently: "Then will you come to my house to propose marriage?"

"Why do you keep obsessing about this question?"

Xue Qingling bit her lip and insisted: "Doctor Pei, answer my question first."

Pei Shu held the bamboo flute in his right hand, tapped it three times in the palm of his left hand, and then smiled brightly at Xue Qingling, "I won't tell you the answer to this question, you can figure it out yourself."

Pei Shu felt that he had said so much before, isn't the answer to this question obvious?

"Then I know, Dr. Pei, you will definitely not come to my house to propose marriage. How could you really like me? Yesterday you were cold to me, disliked my stupidity, and left me to wander around Lin'an City alone in the afternoon, come back Then I got into the pharmacy room and ignored me, even Xiaocang refused to let me feed it... This morning I had a good talk with Dr. Liu Yanyan, and she even invited you to Qianjintang, you I must have agreed to it... Yes, Dr. Liu is so good, and her medical skills are good, she can understand at a glance. Compared with a stupid person like me, Dr. Pei likes her more..."

Pei Shu heard his yin and yang words with endless jealousy, and she felt a lot of sulking, "I treat you like ice? Do I think you are stupid? Obviously you said yesterday morning that I am an outsider and cannot interfere with you." Afterwards, I flicked my sleeves and went home without saying a word. It was the same last night, leaving me alone in the hospital for dinner, not to mention this morning, you arrived at the hospital an hour later than usual. I didn't even have to eat buns..."

"what?"

"What are you? Go and sit over there." Pei Shu's tone was ferocious, and he pushed Xue Qingling in front of him to a small bench and sat down like a rabbit. Then he opened his trouser legs and took out a box of ointment from his sleeve. Come, gently wipe the scar on his calf for him.

While wiping, he grinded his teeth and said, "I went for a walk in the city alone yesterday? I obviously went out of the city to collect herbs, and came back to make ointment for most of the day. Who do you think I am doing all this for?"

Xue Qingling asked cautiously: "Is it for me?"

Pei Shu said angrily, "Except for you little idiot, who else could it be for?"

Xue Qingling felt the cool and comfortable feeling on her legs, and when she heard what Pei Shu said, she had a silly expression on her face and smiled sweetly twice.

"Then...then will you come to my house to propose marriage?"

The movements of Pei Shu's hands stopped, but before he had time to say anything, a series of strange movements suddenly sounded in the quiet medical hall.

Gollum...

Xue Qingling: "???"

Xue Qingling raised her head in surprise, and looked at the handsome doctor in front of her. The movement seemed to come from him.

Pei Shu's face turned dark, and he glared at Xue Qingling, "What are you looking at? I haven't had to eat anything since morning. Isn't it normal to have a stomach growl?"

"Then why don't you eat?" Xue Qingling remembered that although he dropped the spatula and left, he still remembered to ask the people from the Xue residence to send the food from the kitchen to the medical clinic.

"I do not want to eat."

"In short, if I starve to death, you don't even think about anyone going to your house to propose marriage."