Sharing food in the same bowl is a move that can only be made by close people, Lou Qingqing has been deep since she was a child, and the possibility of not knowing Shen Che is not high, and if she knows, she will not come to inquire because of her own problems, and she will definitely get a good treatment before.

Judging from these two points, they should not know each other, since the two have never known each other, why do they behave so closely?

The scene of the two talking and laughing at Yan Yan was particularly dazzling in Si Yan's eyes, his chest seemed to be crushed by a big stone, and it became heavier and heavier!

"That's inevitable." Qu Wanwan picked up the spoon and put it in her mouth, but between her eyes, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the white-clothed figure not far away. After a brief pause, she withdrew her gaze and continued to eat as if nothing had happened.

However, the afterglow at the end of her eyes still betrayed her mind.

He came to find himself? Or is it just the coincidence?

Qu Wanwan couldn't help but think secretly.

Either way, she thought she shouldn't have any illusions.

Qu Wanwan's good mood disappeared in an instant, and the dumplings in her mouth became tasteless in an instant.

Shen Che didn't notice her abnormality, and turned to the stall boss and said, "Boss, add another bowl of wontons." ”

"Okay." The stall owner who had just sat down got up again and was busy with his work.

Shen Che turned his head, as if he had thought of something secret, and the whole person leaned towards Qu Wanwan and asked in a mysterious voice, "Do you want to listen to tell you a secret?" ”

"Free?" Qu Wanwan was aroused by curiosity.

"Of course, this is a private matter." Shen Che said and hooked his hand at her, and lowered his voice again, "You come over a little, it will be troublesome to be heard." ”

Qu Wanwan leaned over suspiciously.

"Did you find a problem with this stall?"

Qu Wanwan thought about it and shook her head.

Isn't it just an ordinary stall? Could it be that the stall owner can be a hidden master?

"Didn't you notice he didn't have a wife?" Shen Che seemed surprised.

Qu Wanwan frowned, "What's so strange about this?" ”

Bored!

Qu Wanwan just wanted to retreat, but he leaned over again, "It's not strange, it's strange that his wife hasn't appeared for five consecutive days, and there is no shadow in his house, you can guess where his wife went?" ”

For the first time, Qu Wanwan looked at the wontons in the bowl with a gloomy expression.

"Do you want to know the truth?" Shen Che asked again.

Qu Wanwan pushed the bowl far away in disgust, and said speechlessly, "Boring." ”

"We'll just ask the stall owner!" Shen Che sat up straight.

Ask?

Asked him if he had chopped his wife into meat fillings and wrapped them into dumplings? Sure enough, the doctors are all freaks, and they know that people kill their wives and make dumplings and eat them with relish.

At this time, the stall owner happened to come over with a bowl of steaming wontons, Shen Che pushed the eaten bowl to the edge of the table, and asked without changing his face, "Stallholder, why haven't you seen your wife out of the stall for the past few days?" ”

"Oh, my mother-in-law is sick, and she went back to her parents' house five days ago to visit her." The stall owner put the wontons on the table, took the empty bowl and left.

Qu Wanwan said angrily, "You fool me!" ”

"What about playing words, I didn't mention death first, and secondly, I just let you guess, who would have thought that you would think so crookedly." Shen Che smiled.

Think crooked!

He has the face to say it, and based on his few sentences, probably everyone will guess in the dark direction, and he wants to be strong.

Qu Wanwan didn't want to argue with him on this kind of issue, since there was no human flesh food, she dragged the bowl again and continued to eat.

In the afterglow, the white figure gradually approached.

"Do you want to eat more, I think you can eat it." Before eating, Shen Che asked her politely.

"No, it's full."

"Eat one more brace." Shen Che scooped up a wonton and put it in her bowl as he spoke.

It's just that his wontons were blocked by a sword hilt halfway through, and in an instant, a cool and cold voice came from overhead.

"She said she was full."

Shen Che looked up along the hilt of the sword, and Si Yan's clear and handsome face met his eyes, and the similarity between the eyebrows of the two made Shen Che slightly stunned.

"Si Yan, what a coincidence, are you also here to eat wontons?" Qu Wanwan smiled reluctantly.

"I'm looking for you." Si Yan's gaze shifted to her, and his inky black eyes suddenly turned cold when they touched the gauze wrapped around her palm, "Your hand is injured?" ”

"Oh, it's not a big problem to accidentally scratch it." Qu Wanwan shook at him casually.

Although Qu Wanwan's words were light, Si Yan's brows did not show any signs of relaxation.

"Have you eaten yet?" Si Yan asked.

"Hurry ......"

As soon as Qu Wanwan said a word, Shen Che took the lead, he looked at Si Yan with a deep look in his eyes, as if he wanted to see him through, "This is Si Yan, the eldest disciple of Tianji Gate?" ”

He doesn't know people, but looking at the rivers and lakes, there are few people who don't know the matching sword held by the exclusive successors of Tianjimen, the Yuhua Sword.

"Exactly." The banquet was extremely cold.

Shen Che seemed to suddenly have a deep interest in the Si Yan in front of him, even if he showed obvious dislike for himself, he didn't care, "I heard that the big disciple of Tianjimen was an orphan who was picked up by Jiang Huatian and raised by himself, I don't know if Si Shaoxia was curious about his life experience?" ”

"What do you want to say?" Si Yan looked vigilant.

Qu Wanwan was also very confused, what did the good Shen Che suddenly do with this stubble? Isn't he aware of what?

The atmosphere was a little weird.

In order to alleviate Si Yan's hostility towards him, Shen Che had no choice but to pretend to smile lightly, "It's pure curiosity, and there is no other meaning, Si Shaoxia, don't think too much." ”

Si Yan was silent, his eyes were as cold as frost, and he stared at Shen Che as if he wanted to see the truth of his words.

"It's really just curiosity, thinking that if they know that Si Shaoxia is so good, they will definitely feel gratified." Shen Che explained.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, Si Yan didn't want to bother with this issue, so he changed the topic, "Does the divine doctor have a cure for Qingqing's illness?" ”

Qu Wanwan saw that he cared about herself, and her heart suddenly warmed.

"Naturally, there is a way, but it requires a lot of cooperation from Miss Lou, and I have discussed the treatment with Miss Lou before that. Since this disease is caused by congenital deficiency, it will take a long time to treat today. Shen Che said.

Of course, Shen Che couldn't tell Si Yan the true situation of Qu Wanwan, he thought that she was living as Lou Qingqing, and even if she was sick, she would fabricate a congenital illness. The steps were laid, and he just had to go down the steps.

"Time is not a problem, as long as it can be cured, I don't know how many silver taels are needed?" Si Yan asked.

How many silver taels!

Shen Che secretly calculated in his heart, of course, what he calculated would not be the real cost, if the Gu poison in Qu Wanwan's body was to be calculated with silver taels, I was afraid that he would not be able to invite him without a few hundred taels. Besides, Shen Che saw that he was not a rich person, Qu Wanwan's identity could not be exposed, so Shen Che could only price according to her congenital deficiencies.

Because if it is said to be free, it will inevitably lead to unnecessary speculation, such as coveting beauty.

Qu Wanwan stood behind Si Yan, glanced at Shen Che, and signaled him not to go too far.

Shen Che finished eating the wontons, put the spoon into the bowl at will, and stood up leisurely, "Miss Lou's illness is not an incurable disease, but it takes a long time to recuperate, according to this situation, it will take at least one hundred taels of silver to cure it completely." ”

"In the future, Qingqing will be tired of the miracle doctor." Si Yan did not hesitate at all, and immediately took out a slightly heavy money bag from his arms and handed it to him.

In this way, Si Yan handed a hundred taels of silver to Shen Che without blinking an eyelid.

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