Chapter Ninety-Six: The Hand

After a while, Luo Qian introduced Xia Qi to everyone: "Brother, I can live thanks to this one next to me." Come, let me introduce to you, Xia Qi, born in a medical family, and his medical skills are no worse than the famous doctors in the capital. Thanks to his skillful rejuvenation, he left my brother and me in the world. ”

Praise is enough for this part. If you say again, "If anyone is sick, look for him", it is definitely pulling hatred - isn't this cursing everyone to get sick?

So in the hall, Mrs. Xuanping only protected Xia Qi, and she didn't mean to respect Xia Qi's medical skills at all, and the reason was here. Older people are more taboo about this than the group of young people in the outer garden.

"Ah, you cured Brother Qian'er's illness. I hear him talk to you every day, and now we finally meet. The young man who was the first to come up and say that he was going to punish Luo Qian for drinking wine patted Xia Qi on the shoulder affectionately.

"Brother Qi, this is Lin Yun, the eldest son of the Tongzhi family." Luo Qian introduced.

The son of this kind of family, to Xia Qi, is a legend, he is the existence of watching his luxury carriage galloping by from the side of the road, but now he pats him warmly on the shoulder, and smiles kindly at him, Xia Qi is so excited that his heart trembles.

He raised his hand and showed a stiff smile to Lin Yun, and made a deep gesture: "Young Master Lin." ”

"Hey, I'm the best friend of Brother Qian. Since you saved his life, you are my Lin Yun's brother. Just call me Brother Lin. "Lin Yun is an extroverted and self-acquainted character.

Xia Qi slurped but didn't dare to scream.

"It's called Brother Lin." Luo Qian helped him make the decision.

Xia Qi called "Brother Lin" at this time. Again, he made a gesture.

"Brother Xia doesn't have to be restrained, we are all very casual. Today, you are a guest in Xuanping Houfu, and there is no wealth and status in the family here. I don't dare to throw your face at you. Lin Yundao said, glancing at everyone.

As soon as Lin Yun said this, everyone came to their senses. The half-grown child in front of him, who was as shy as a little girl, not only saved Luo Qian's life, but also cured the illness of Mrs. Xuanping Houfu.

Knowing this, when they saw each other one by one, even if they looked down on Xia Qi in their hearts. I didn't dare to bring it out on my face again, at most my expression was cold. Words are extremely polite.

After seeing the ceremony, Lin Yun led Luo Qian and Xia Qi down to the corridor next to him. There were a few tables there, and there were brewed tea, snacks, etc., on the table, and it seemed that Lin Yun and they were talking and chatting here before.

"How old is Brother Xia? Is there fifteen? Lin Yun motioned to the little guy standing aside to pour tea for Luo Qian and Xia Qi. He asked.

Seeing Lin Yun so enthusiastic and casual, Xia Qi also relaxed, not as restrained as he was just now, raised his eyes and replied, "This autumn, I will be fifteen." ”

"Fourteen?" Lin Yun's hand paused to move the plate, raised his head and looked at Xia Qi carefully for a while, then turned his face to Luo Qian and smiled, "I really didn't expect that I would have such medical skills at the age of fourteen." That's amazing! ”

As he spoke, he picked an orange on the plate and handed it to Xia Qi: "Come." Eat an orange. ”

Xia Qi hurriedly stood up and took the orange gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Lin." ”

Luo Qian sat beside them. When Xia Qi took the orange, his outstretched hand was facing his face. Luo Qian raised his eyes and was about to tell Xia Qi not to be polite, but when he saw Xia Qi's hands, he was stunned for a moment.

This hand is not the one that heals him.

That hand. He remembers it clearly.

He was too ill to have any hope. He just waited for what little strength he had left to be drained, and then closed his eyes forever. Leave this world. But that hand, that surprisingly slender hand, was so slightly cool on his wrist. Then its owner told him that he could be cured.

The ecstasy of wanting to weep bitterly and be grateful to God will never be forgotten in his life. That slender hand was forever imprinted in his mind.

He slowly moved his gaze upwards to Xia Qi's face and carefully examined his eyebrows.

White skin, moderately thick eyebrows, not very straight nose, small and slightly pouting mouth, these can only be regarded as delicate. What adds a lot to this face is the pair of dark eyes, black and bright, very spiritual.

This face is indeed the face of "Xia Qi" that he usually sees. If this face can be pretended elsewhere, but those eyes, no matter how clever a person is, can't pretend them.

Thinking of this, Luo Qian's heart moved.

He suddenly remembered that Xia Qi's twin sister seemed to have a pair of eyes that were exactly the same as him.

Luo Qian tried his best to recall Xia Jin's appearance, but he didn't have the habit of staring at other people's daughters, and he couldn't remember what Xia Jin looked like at this time, and all that remained in his impression was her eyes as black and bright as Xia Qi.

Luo Qian retracted his gaze, and his thoughts drifted to another place.

When he saw Xia Qi today, he still felt very strange in his heart, and he always felt that he was different from the past.

Xia Qi, who usually acts, is atmospheric and frank, and there is no cramped or nervous in the face of Luo Weitao, Mrs. Luo, or Aunt Zhang, who is slightly hostile to him. That calm and self-confidence is that the children of the family are ashamed of themselves.

Today's Xia Qi, from the time they met, he felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that something was missing in his heart. And Xia Qi's behavior is also very different from usual: since he got out of the carriage in front of Xuanping Houfu, he was so nervous and restrained. When he entered the hall and was looked at by all the women, he was even more sweaty on his forehead, his hands and feet didn't know where to go, and the smile on his face was stiff. It is in stark contrast to the calm and indifference he showed in the past.

If it is the same person, how can there be such a big difference in the style of acting before and after?

Going to the banquet today, there was the kindness he received for Mrs. Wang's treatment before, and then he was accompanied by an acquaintance to take care of him, Xia Qi should not be nervous at all. However, at that time, I went to Luofu for treatment, life and death were uncertain, the future was uncertain, and I lost my life at the slightest mistake, so I should be nervous at that time.

Xia Qi fell one by one.

This is completely unconscionable.

"Brother Qian, Brother Qian......" Lin Yun's voice came from Luo Qian's ears.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards Lin Yun.

"What's the fuss? You didn't hear it for a long time. Lin Yun complained.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't hear you." Luo Qian hurriedly smiled and apologized, and then asked, "What did you call me?" ”

"Everyone just discussed that it is boring here, so it is better to come up with a question and make a poem each. Everyone pooled some lottery prizes and awarded to the top three. ”

"That's a good idea." Luo Qian nodded in agreement.

Speaking of this, he suddenly had a change of heart, turned his head to Xia Qi and said, "Brother Qi is no problem composing poems, right?" I still remember that Brother Qi wrote a poem that day, called 'A bend of the thin moon, a few old green mountains', a wonderful sentence, very brilliant, big brother I am ashamed of myself. ”

"Huh?" Xia Qi was stunned for a moment, but then reacted.

How did he know that Xia Jinzuo had never written poetry? When Luo Qian said this, he didn't suspect that there was fraud, he just thought that Xia Jin had really recited poetry, and he hurriedly said humbly: "What is a wonderful sentence?" Brother Luo praised me and made me blush. A sentence that is chanted nonsense, compared with the poems made by Brother Luo, who is talented, is nothing. And my little brother is only a shallow learner, so I don't dare to show ugliness here. If you do it, I will have to study and learn on the sidelines. ”

Where is Lin Yun willing to follow, and he dragged Xia Qi to compose poems with everyone.

Luo Qian walked behind the two of them, looking at Xia Qi's back with a deep gaze.

Then in the back garden, Xia Jin followed her mother-in-law into the garden, and saw that the flowers were purple and red, and all kinds of flowers were blooming very beautifully. Xia Jin is a medical student, has an inexplicable affinity for plants, before going abroad in her previous life, she accompanied her master to plant flowers, herbs and vegetables, and liked flowers and plants more than ordinary people.

So when she saw the flowers and trees in this garden, she was happy in her heart, and she looked all the way around, quite leisurely.

In the northeast corner of the garden, there were many tables and chairs, and seven or eight little girls in their twenties and eighteens were sitting together, not knowing what they were talking about, and from time to time they laughed merrily.

The woman walked over, saluted a girl in a purple dress in the middle, pointed at Xia Jin and said, "Girl, this is Miss Xia, the younger sister of Xia Xiaolang who cured Mrs. Gu's illness." The old lady confessed that she wanted you to take care of it. ”

Cen Shaoyao glanced up at Xia Jin, then nodded and said, "Well, I know." He pointed to an empty seat and said to Xia Jin, "Sit down." ”

Although Xia Jin was not interested in these ladies' topics, instead of sitting here listening to them chatting, it was better to wander around the garden by himself. But today she is not Xia Jin, but Xia Xiaolang's younger sister, and she has to take care of Xia Qi's face and the impression of the old lady Xuanping, so she had to say thank you and sit down there.

The ladies heard that Xia Jin was the sister of the legendary Langzhong, so they were not interested in talking to her, turned their heads again, and continued the topic just now: "I heard that it is popular in Beijing to inlay a ruffle piping on the skirt, isn't that so?" ”

"It's not a skirt, is it? How did I hear that it was the cuffs. Isn't it, Miss Cyn? ”

A trace of boredom flashed in Cen Shaoyao's eyes, and he said lightly: "Really? I do not know. I was so busy riding and archery all day that I didn't have time to pay attention to that. ”

Everyone seemed disappointed with her answer.

Their usual hobby is to dress up, but now Cen Shaoyao has no interest in this, even if they have a heart, they can't find a suitable topic all of a sudden, and they are a little cold for a while.

"What does Miss Cen do besides riding a horse and archery?" There's that clever mind to come up with a topic.

Cen Shaoyao thought for a while and said, "Jump the trench on the slope and run to practice boxing." ”

Everyone looked at each other.

"What do you mean by a slope jumper?" Someone asked weakly.

At this time, Cen Shaoyao was interested, and told everyone with great interest what it means to jump off the slope: "Riding a horse galloping down the slope and jumping over the trench. (To be continued)

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