"Brother Guan, Ansheng knows that you are good to me, but in fact, he should be a little aware. I've always thought of a suitable reason, or excuse, that can not hurt the relationship between you and me. It's a pity I didn't find it. I don't think we're the right fit. I respect you, I respect you as a brother, and I want to be a close friend, but I don't want to get married. ”

"Why?" Guan Hetian was so anxious that his tone changed.

An Sheng raised his head: "Do you think my sister is good?" ”

Guan Hetian said without thinking: "Gentleness, kindness and empathy are naturally good." ”

"Then to say something that is not appropriate, if you let Brother Guan marry my sister, are you willing?"

Guan Hetian was stunned for a moment, and shook his head without thinking: "Naturally, no." ”

"That's it, Ansheng is the same as Brother Meng, there are many people who like it, there are many people who appreciate it, and there are many people who respect it, and everyone's position in my heart is also very important and indispensable. However, in the future, there is only one right person who will live hand in hand for a lifetime.

Just like a winged bird, legend has it that each winged bird only has one eye and one wing, and only when it meets its other half can it become one and fly higher than its wings. The lover I marry is not the best, but he must be the one who can compare with me. ”

Guan Hetian had been listening to An Sheng silently, and his face was obviously lonely. The anxiety hung on his face, stiffened for a long time, and then slowly soothed, dissipated little by little, and then barely squeezed out a little smile, forcing a hearty smile.

"I thought that Ansheng was different from those women who were sad and sad, it turned out that you were not exempt from vulgarity, and you were also full of longing and liked to daydream."

An Sheng laughed at himself: "I was originally a layman, but Brother Guan often listened to my sister praise me, so he beautified me in his heart." ”

"Perhaps, anyway, so far, I think you're the best, not twisted, not pretentious." Guan Hetian scratched his head and smiled slightly embarrassedly: "Haha, it's good to say it, it's good." ”

For a while, he didn't know how to speak again after all, so he actually arched his hand at An Sheng: "Then there is a lot of disturbance today, farewell, farewell!" ”

Putting down his hand, Fang felt that this was too much and inappropriate, so An Sheng saw the joke and coughed lightly: "I, I'll leave." ”

After speaking, without waiting for An Sheng to react, he fled in the wilderness.

An Sheng felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and he always felt a little guilty, sorry for Guan Hetian. But the relationship really can't be forced, the long pain is better than the short pain, and now he just has a slight good impression of himself, so it's good to say it clearly, so as not to be entangled in the future, and everyone will be hurt.

She was afraid that she would be embarrassed to go out and see everyone, so she paused and hesitated in the courtyard for a long time before she mustered up the courage to go out.

In the front yard, it is still busy in an orderly manner. Leng Nanxian sat behind the desk, put his three fingers on the patient's pulse, closed his eyes and concentrated, hearing An Sheng's light footsteps, his eyelashes trembled invisibly.

An Sheng worked hard to reduce his sense of existence and find things to do on his own, feeling that at this time, his whole body was relaxed, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden.

The patient's face became more and more ugly, and he looked at Leng Nanxian cautiously, and saw that he frowned slightly, and his heart was even more worried.

"Cold Divine Doctor? Cold Doctor? He called twice, but Leng Nanxian didn't pay attention.

He finally cried out in fear: "Doctor Leng, how many days do I have to live, just tell the truth, don't hide it from me." ”

Leng Nanxian finally opened his eyes: "Huh? What do you mean? ”

The patient looked sad: "I already knew that my illness was short, and I tried to ask for medical advice everywhere to no avail, so I was already prepared in my heart." It's okay for you to be blunt, and I'll arrange the aftermath. ”

Leng Nanxian was inexplicable: "Your illness is not so serious, why do you still want to die?" ”

"Are you alright?" The patient will be skeptical.

Leng Nanxian nodded: "I'll prescribe a recipe for you, you drink it for seven days and then see the effect." ”

The patient's face was for the rest of his life: "Then why don't you talk to my pulse for a long time?" I thought I had some terminal illness that scared me to death. ”

Leng Nanxian picked up the pen and paper in a panic: "I'm thinking about how to make a prescription." ”

The patient stretched out his hand at him again: "Doctor Leng, your pen has been taken down." ”

Leng Nanxian's hand trembled slightly invisibly, and he hurriedly poured the brush, and the ink stained his hand.

An Sheng smiled slightly, stepped forward and took the brush from his hand: "Master, you say I will write." ”

Leng Nanxian coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and told the prescription eloquently, An Sheng lowered his head and wrote it seriously, dried the ink, handed it to the patient, and smiled.

The patient took the prescription, thanked him, and when he left, he glanced at Leng Nanxian strangely: "Doctor Leng shouldn't be sick too, right?" Why do you look dizzy and absent-minded all the time? ”

Leng Nanxian's skin is red, which is a little unnatural.

As soon as An Sheng turned around and raised his hand, he touched his forehead: "Master shouldn't be really uncomfortable, right?" Why is your face red? ”

Leng Nanxian's face sank and blocked An Sheng's hand: "Master himself is a doctor, don't you know if you're sick?" ”

An Sheng smiled: "It's so fierce, if you feel uncomfortable in the future, you don't care." ”

Leng Nanxian glared at her: "If it's really a woman's big girl, can you still have one acre and three points of land in your heart as a master of mine now?" ”

An Sheng pursed his mouth: "Even you are teasing me?" ”

As soon as you turn around and do things on your own,

Leng Nanxian clenched his fist with his hand, and coughed lightly against his lips: "That Guan Hetian is righteous and bold, and he will not treat you badly in the future." ”

An Sheng's subordinates froze and turned his face: "Master can't wait to marry the apprentice like that?" ”

"To marry or not to marry is your own will, if you want to marry, no one can stop you." Leng Nanxian said coldly.

An Sheng snorted coldly from the end of his nose, a little annoyed: "Who said I want to get married?" ”

Leng Nanxian's face suddenly became happy: "You didn't promise Guan Hetian?" ”

An Sheng bowed his head and was silent.

Leng Nanxian's two hands curled up and let go, and his palms were full of relish: "I saw Guan Hetian go out with a smile when he left, with a spring breeze on his face, thinking that he was ...... You promised him. ”

"My sister said that he is the most suitable person for me, who can change my current destiny and make me cherish this opportunity. But I refused. An Sheng bit his lower lip and whispered.

Leng Nanxian grinned and nodded impatiently: "He is indeed not suitable, you deserve better." ”

"But I always feel a little guilty, I feel sorry for him." An Sheng truthfully confessed his thoughts and said it to Leng Nanxian.

"Guan Hetian is a well-known man, he will definitely be able to afford to put it down, and I believe he will be relieved soon." The tip of Leng Nanxian's nose was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his face became more and more red and bright, flashing with excitement.

An Sheng let out a soft "um".

The autumn wind is getting cooler day by day, and it is late autumn in the blink of an eye.

Xue finally breathed a sigh of relief, no longer worrying about Xue Xiuliang every day, An Sheng thought that she would keep her eyes on Aunt Rou.

Although it is true that he is her confidant, his existence is not a threat to her.

And Aunt Rou is different, Aunt Rou is becoming more and more favored, food and clothing are good in the house, as long as Xia Yuanwai returns to the house, she is almost inseparable from her, and she turns a blind eye to Xue's courtesy.

The people in the mansion saw that the wind was making the rudder, and the Xue family's status in the mansion was already deteriorating and precarious.

An Sheng could see the unconcealed anger in Xue's eyes when he looked at Aunt Rou, but the strange thing was that she had been quiet all the time and didn't make any movements.

An Sheng and Aunt Rou rarely move around, and they have always avoided the Xue family and deliberately distanced themselves.

But Xia Yuanwai's attitude towards An Sheng has changed greatly, as if his conscience was suddenly discovered, and he also cared about her food and clothing, and asked her about the trivial things in the medicine house, just like every amiable father who has fulfilled his duty.

In the face of this lost and regained father's love, An Sheng was cautious, lest he disappear one day.

She felt that this was the most comfortable time she had since her mother went, and she could finally go to the medicine store without worry, and then come back with a smile.

Her knowledge has also advanced by leaps and bounds these days, and she has been able to begin to learn to diagnose some common diseases under the guidance of Leng Nanxian, and then prescribe the right prescriptions.

The Meng family had already sent someone over to inform Xia Yuanwai and the Xue family of the good news that An Ran was pregnant. As a member of the mother's family, the Xue family needs to bring supplements to visit Enron, which is a courtesy.

Changjing picked up from Zhuangzi and still served in front of Xia Ziwu, which caused a discussion among the people in the house.

An Sheng came back from the medicine house and was taken aback when he saw Changjing for the first time.

Changjing's whole person has lost a lot of weight, her eye sockets are also a little sunken, and her face is covered with a veil to cover the scars on her face. And because of the scar, her eyes are not as bright as before, and they are obviously deformed. It can be seen how ruthless she was to herself at the beginning.

She has become a veritable ugly monster, evasive of the scrutinizing gaze of the people in the house, and always walks with her head down, not daring to raise her face.

Because it was in the courtyard, it was not convenient for the two to talk, so An Sheng only asked indifferently: "Are you back?" ”

Immediately shifted his gaze, worried that Changjing was too sensitive.

Chang Jingfu said a blessing to An Sheng, and said in a low voice: "Yes, Second Miss, Madame instructed me to follow Third Miss over to serve." ”

"In the past?" An Sheng keenly grasped these two words.

Changjing's voice became lower and lower: "Meng family." ”

An Sheng's body couldn't help but be shocked.

What does Xue mean by this? Do you want to send Xia Ziwu to the Meng family, do you want to repeat the trick?

Changjing had already walked over to her, and gently spit out a few words: "I'll go tomorrow afternoon." ”

An Sheng stood in place for a moment, she was only immersed in the joy of her sister's pregnancy, but ignored the existence and threat of Xia Ziwu. In these days, things have happened one after another, and Xia Ziwu's thoughts about Meng Jinglun have also been suppressed, she thinks that Xia Ziwu has given up.

Now, An Ran is pregnant, and when there is an opportunity, the Xue family has once again repeated the old trick and sent the scourge of Xia Ziwu to An Ran's side.