Song Yiqing was grateful to Fang Huai'an for being reasonable, and she unloaded the burden in her heart.

Fang Huaian looked at the time: "You go first." I'm here to pick up Jinnian. I'll pick you up at Luo's house later. ”

"Okay."

Song Yiqing's steps were brisk, and she went straight to the direction of the Luo family.

This is her third time here, and the Luo family's small white garden building is really impressive.

Looking at it from a distance, she recognized it at a glance as the Luo family's villa.

She rang the doorbell, and unexpectedly, it was Luo Tiegen who opened the door for her.

Luo Tiegen was surprised when he saw her: "Auntie, you are here!" ”

With his body like a ball of flesh, he rushed into her arms quickly.

Song Yiqing was hit by him, and retreated again and again, and the things in his hand fell to the ground.

Luo Tiegen smiled with his eyebrows: "Auntie, are you here to see grandpa?" ”

She let out a soft "um".

He swore not long ago that he would never enter the gate of the Luo family.

It's only been a few days, and I took the initiative to visit the patient.

It can only be said that man is a complex animal, and plans are not as fast as change.

Luo Tiegen was even happier, and he ran back to the direction of the villa.

"I'm going to tell my grandparents!"

Luo Tiegen left the door for her, and Song Yiqing easily walked into the villa.

The decoration in the villa is the same as before, but the difference is that the faces of the people here are filled with indelible sorrow.

When the servants saw her, they respectfully shouted, "Miss." ”

Song Yiqing was uncomfortable.

"Miss, the master's room is upstairs, I'll take you there!"

Song Yiqing agreed and followed her footsteps upstairs.

Before she could reach the room, Song Yiqing heard the sound of a violent cough.

The servant stood at the door: "This is the master's room." Miss, grandpa is really sick. ”

Song Yiqing nodded and knocked on the door.

Wang Minglan raised her voice: "Is it coming?" Come on in! ”

Song Yiqing pushed the door and saw a whole suite.

The wooden European-style bed was placed in the center of the room, and Luo Mingsheng was lying on the bed, his face was pale, panting rapidly, and the coughing sound from time to time resounded throughout the room.

Wang Minglan stepped forward and grabbed her hand, her eyes were slightly red: "Nannan, it's great that you can come!" ”

Song Yiqing was very uncomfortable with her intimate behavior, and wanted to withdraw her hand but was afraid that she would hurt her heart.

In the end, she could only pull it and take it to Luo Mingsheng's bedside.

Although Luo Mingsheng was seriously ill and had a hint of weakness in his voice, his momentum did not decrease by half.

"Why are you here?"

"I heard that the Luo family spent a lot of money to seek medical treatment, so I naturally wanted to come and see it."

Luo Mingsheng was nitpicking: "Hmph, I knew you weren't so kind, just come to see me!" ”

Wang Minglan poked his arm: "It's hard to come back once, you talk well." ”

"I'm dying in this bed, how can I talk well!"

Song Yiqing sat on the edge of the bed: "Don't worry, with me, you can't die." ”

The father and daughter spoke in the same way.

Luo Tiegen stood aside, watching the two of them fight like immortals.

"I don't need you to look!"

Song Yiqing couldn't help but say, pulled his hand hard, and probed his pulse.

Luo Mingsheng is indeed very sick......

His body is empty, he is depressed, and he has severe phlegm and dampness in his lungs.

Luo Mingsheng said that he wouldn't let her see a doctor, but he still obediently let her take her pulse without struggling.

After a while, Wang Minglan asked with concern, "Nannan, how is he?" ”

Song Yiqing looked disgusted: "I can't die for a while." ”

She took out a pen and paper from her bosom, squatted on the bedside table beside her, and wrote down a long prescription.

"Follow this recipe to grab medicine, twice a day, before breakfast and after dinner, remember to take it on time."

"You're not going to poison me, are you?"

Song Yiqing looked at him indifferently: "If I want you to die, it will be good if you die of illness, why bother to come and save you, and put on a charge of murder." ”

Luo Mingsheng closed his eyes and did not speak.

She took out another stack of silver needles from her arms: "I'll give you two needles to make you sleep well." ”

The overnight cough kept him awake for days.

He silently felt the silver needles pierce into his body, and the lump of qi in his lungs seemed to be soothed, and his cough became lighter.

No one in the room spoke, and everyone watched her silently.

When the last needle was pulled out, Luo Mingsheng was lying on the bed, and even breathing came.

Wang Minglan smiled knowingly.

Luo Mingsheng's illness went to a big hospital to see, and the doctors were helpless and asked him to go home to recuperate.

After a few stitches, Song Yiqing was able to sleep peacefully, indicating that her medical skills were really high.

She ignited Luo Ming's hope again.

"Let him get some good sleep, and we'll go outside and talk."

Wang Minglan walked out of the room and carefully closed the door.

Song Yiqing went downstairs with her, and the two sat on the sofa in the living room.

"I also brought you some supplements this time, you have been overthinking and damaged your spleen and stomach, and you also need to take care of it."

She was very happy that Song Yiqing could remember them.

"Bothering you."

Song Yiqing shook her head: "I'm just doing my best to do this, and I should repay your fertility." ”

"You don't owe us. It is we who owe you. You don't need to repay us. ”

Having said that, Song Yiqing knew that it was difficult for him to give up, so he might as well do what he wanted to do.

She didn't know what to continue saying, and it was embarrassing for her to drink tea.

Wang Minglan saw her discomfort, took out a passbook from her arms, and pushed it in front of her eyes.

Song Yiqing has seen this thing, which is similar to an ancient silver ticket.

"This is your fee, and I hope you can take it."

She is sincere, whether it is to treat Luo Mingsheng or to compensate her, she hopes that she can accept this money.

Song Yiqing deservedly resigned.

"I can't take this money."

"You look at the amount first, and it's never too late to refuse."

Song Yiqing knew that the Luo family had a big business and a generous move, which must be a lot of money.

But her conscience told her that the money was resolutely unacceptable.

She was resolute: "No matter how much, I won't take it." Excuse me. ”

Wang Minglan looked at her three times in a daze, as if she saw Luo Mingsheng's shadow from her.

She really resembles him, both in terms of looks and personality.

She smiled and took the passbook back: "This matter is abrupt by me, don't you mind." ”

Song Yiqing shook her head: "I won't." ”

She could feel Wang Minglan's kindness and guilt.

It's not early, it's almost time to make an appointment with Fang Huai'an, and it's time for her to leave.

"I still have something to do at home, so I'll leave first. What I brought you, you have to remember to eat and take care of your body. ”

"Good, good."

Even though Wang Minglan was reluctant in her heart, she also got up to send her off.

Song Yiqing walked out of the door of the Luo family without any nostalgia.