In the elegantly furnished interior, near the curtains of the carved wooden windows, a pungent medicinal fragrance wafts faintly.

Su Qiqiao's face was slightly pale, his back was leaning against the whitewashed wall behind him, and a foot stretched out from the soft silk quilt, so that the old man in front of him was smedicated.

The old man had a square face, dressed in gray linen, with white beard and hair, and a handful of goatees, half-squatting down, with a solemn face.

Next to him, there was a rosewood medicine box, in each square of which were all kinds of medicine bottles, as well as medicine bags, and the fragrance of medicine overflowed.

The old man took out a blue glaze tracing medicine bottle, took out a cotton swab, probed into the mouth of the medicine bottle and dipped it in a touch of black ointment, and applied it to the red and swollen edge of Su Qiqiao's right foot.

After touching about half a cup of tea, the ointment attached to the skin was absorbed, and the old man took out a medicine bag, pulled out six silver needles, and began acupuncture treatment.

Xia Yuxi sat nervously against the dresser, staring at it without blinking, and sat unsteadily.

"Bang bang." There was a knock on the door, accompanied by Zhao Chunxiang's voice.

"Youlan, it's me."

Xia Yuxi was stunned for a moment, looked at the old man who was applying the needle, walked over and pushed the door open, and walked out.

Zhao Chunxiang glanced inside, saw Xia Yuxi close the door, nervously clenched the Biyun fan in his hand, and hurriedly asked.

"How's Yulan?"

She just heard that Su Qiqiao invited an old man from the Beitian Nursing Workshop over, so she knew that things were not simple, and hurriedly went up to the second floor.

Then he asked the others again, only to know that Su Qiqiao had slipped and slipped.

"I don't know." Xia Yuxi shook her head.

"Oh, no, it's so good, why did she fall? It's too careless. Zhao Chunxiang stroked her heart and said angrily.

Xia Yuxi frowned, thinking back to the scene where Su Qiqiao fell, she was a bystander, so she could naturally see it clearly, there were no mud puddles or puddles in that place at all, otherwise she would have reminded her.

But when she walked over to support Su Qiqiao, she did see a half-sized mud puddle, and Su Qiqiao's right foot was still stained with muddy water.

If it was a mud pit visible to the naked eye, let alone her, Su Qiqiao should have noticed it a long time ago, and it could only be said that what she stepped on was a dark pit.

The dark pit, to use an analogy, is like an ice gully in a snow valley, covered with snow, but it is actually a whitewashed trap, and when you step on it, you will step on the empty snow, and the whole person will fall into the ice cliff.

Although the pit is not comparable to it at all, the two are still essentially the same, both are naturally formed, and they must be cautious.

Su Qiqiao should have stepped on the air with one foot at that time, and fell from mid-air in a goose-like posture, his foot fell into a mud puddle, his center of gravity was unstable and he lost his balance, and thus slipped.

Xia Yuxi sighed lightly, what else can I say, it can only be said that Su Qiqiao is too unlucky, and there is no chance that she will be hit.

Zhao Chunxiang watched worriedly, and was suddenly stunned, looking Xia Yuxi up and down.

"Huh? Aren't you, the little girl back then? Why did you come to my Chunfeng Building? Zhao Chunxiang looked at her with a suspicious face.

She still remembers Xia Yuxi vividly, when this Nizi cut a hole in her face in order not to be sent in, but she was frightened.

At that time, Xia Yuxi was at most in her cardamom years, she was so cruel to herself at a young age, and it was rare for her to live for so many years.

Zhao Chunxiang stared carefully at the scar on the right side of her face, a slender one, after so many years, this scar did not look hideous on her face, but made her look pitiful, adding two points of delicateness.

Zhao Chunxiang sighed secretly and sighed a pity, she could see that if Xia Yuxi hadn't had this scar on her face, she would definitely be a peerless beauty who had captivated the country and the city!

"Qiqiao is my friend, I'll come and see her." Xia Yuxi shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

"Oh, that's right." Zhao Chunxiang nodded suddenly, her face was surprised, this Xia Yuxi didn't seem to hate her at all.

Zhao Chunxiang was silently thinking when the door creaked open.

Zhao Chunxiang glanced at Xia Yuxi, hurriedly walked in, and closed the door.

The old man sorted out the medicine bag, lifted the medicine box, beads of sweat hung on his forehead, looked at the expectant eyes of the three of them, and smiled kindly.

"Don't worry, it's okay, it's just that the foot sprained a little severely, it's much better, and it should be healed after two days of cultivation."

"Two days?!" Su Qiqiao was really shocked, and he couldn't sit still in an instant.

As soon as the two days passed, it was just a ten-day appointment, and the time was just stuck.

And the most important thing is that she hasn't figured out the integration and switching between dance skills and martial arts!

"Doctor Li, you don't have any special medicine? Youlan, she still has to practice dancing in the past two days. Zhao Chunxiang was also pale.

"There is no special medicine, that thing treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and I don't have that ability." The old man, known as Dr. Li, shook his head.

"Doctor, there's really no other way?" Su Qiqiao clenched his palms.

"Nope. You can rest now, I'll go first. ”

Su Qiqiao's face was like ashes, and a hint of determination flashed in his dark eyes.

Dr. Li carried the medicine box, walked two steps, turned around, and reminded him with kind words.

"I've already put this aside, I advise you to calm down and recuperate, otherwise you will fall ill in the future, don't blame me for not reminding you."

After Dr. Li finished speaking, he turned around and opened the door and left.

"This, this, what's going to do?" Zhao Chunxiang caressed her heart worriedly, even more anxious than Su Qiqiao, how could this go wrong at the critical moment!

Xia Yuxi's face was sullen, she was ashamed in her heart, and she blamed her for it, if she hadn't come up with this idea in a flash of inspiration, she wouldn't have been like this......

"You guys go out first, let me think about it."

Su Qiqiao leaned his back against the cold wall and simply lay down and covered the quilt.

Outside the house, the lights were shining, and before I knew it, night fell, and many guests arrived one after another.

In the quiet room, Hua Jiao looked at Tao Hong coldly, "Say, is it you!"

Facing Huajiao's questioning, Taohong was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly pointed to her bandaged foot, "Sister Huajiao, it's really not me, you see, I'm like this and I'm going to make up the trap!"

Seeing that the pepper looked incredulous, Peach was also inexplicably flustered.

"What I said is true! Absolutely true. I'm glad in my heart, but I really didn't do it, I swear. Pink gestured to her fingers.

"Besides, there may be more than one pit in the yard, and she can only be blamed for her bad luck."

Peach pouted, and when she thought that Su Qiqiao slipped like her, she was secretly happy in her heart.

"I've made a note of this, preferably not you." With a cold face, Hua Jiao pushed open the door and left.

"It's not me." Peach's face was full of grievances, but after thinking about it carefully, she suddenly wondered, and her heart was also panicked.

"Hmph, if she's unlucky, it's obvious that a mud puddle can fall." Pink pouted, took care of it, and hurried to greet the guests.

Pepper returned to her room, sat down on the dresser, and began to dress up.

"Huajiao, there are guests looking for you outside, come out and entertain you." Zhao Chunxiang's voice sounded outside the door.

"Here we are."

Sichuan pepper was stunned, put his hands into the wooden basin next to him, cleaned the mud stains between his fingernails, wiped his fingers clean, and picked up a jade hairpin and inserted it in the bun.

Inside the bronze mirror, there was a graceful and flashy face, and the long hair that fell down from her chest, from the delicate collarbone down to the slender waist.

She is extremely good-looking, even compared to Liu Qinxin, she is not inferior, especially a beautiful mole under the corner of her right eye, which adds two points of enchantment.

Hua Jiao groomed in the mirror, looked at himself in the bronze mirror, and smiled with satisfaction.