Wearing a gray chinchilla nightdress, lying on the bed, tossing and turning for half the night and couldn't sleep.

Qiao Mengyu understands the old father's good intentions, and she also knows how uneasy he is at ease with his reluctant fulfillment, but compared with these, what she has more headache is to deal with the old father's heart of wanting to invite Shao to dinner.

The old father wants to see Boss Shao, not to mention that Boss Shao is busy with work and has no time to meet him at all, even if he has time, with Boss Shao's desperation for her, she is afraid that she will not be able to make an appointment.

Take 10,000 steps back, even if Boss Shao agrees to come out for dinner, her dear old father interrogates her, and then Boss Shao ruthlessly confesses it, then won't she give up all her efforts?

After thinking about it, Qiao Mengyu felt that this was all a dead game.

Rather than seeing the light and dying, it is better to delay not seeing.

When her father asked about it tomorrow, she said that Shao Rongqian had something to do and returned to the port area.

Anyway, her old Qiao didn't hear anything outside the window, and she wouldn't know the whereabouts of Big Brother Shao.

Well, you should be able to get by.

……

The next morning, Qiao Mengyu saw Fu Yanci and found out that she was the only one who accompanied Fu Yan to meet Meng Xingcun.

Meng Xingcun is in his forties, almost fifty years old, when he was young, he was a famous doctor at home and abroad, at that time he was young and vigorous, told a lot of 'truths', violated the interests of capital, and was framed a lot.

Later, Meng Xingcun retired and bought a courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing, except for a few fixed patients, the other patients were no longer treated, and even the neighbors did not know that their neighbor was a hermit master.

When Qiao Mengyu and Fu Yan resigned, they changed from the usual only one small iron door, but the door was completely open, obviously convenient for wheelchairs to enter.

Qiao Mengyu was really curious about Meng Xingcun's ability to pinch and calculate for a while, and after studying for two days, he found that he couldn't understand it at all, so he gave up.

Now it was obvious that Meng Xingcun knew in advance that they would come.

"There is such a master in Beijing." Fu Yanci sat in a wheelchair, dressed in a royal blue suit, noble and elegant, as if he was muttering to himself, and as if he was chatting with Qiao Mengyu.

As he could speak, a little girl came out of the house and stopped before them.

"Master, please let you in." The little girl's voice was very crisp and pleasant.

said that she was a little girl, but she looked like she should be about the same age as Qiao Mengyu, wearing a T-shirt with a tulip pattern on a white background, blue denim shorts on the bottom, and a ponytail, looking very capable and neat.

The little girl looks very well-behaved, and she has a sweet milk tea style, which makes people protective.

"You're Dr. Meng's apprentice?" Qiao Mengyu chatted while walking, she had dealt with Dr. Meng for many years, but she hadn't heard him mention that he had an apprentice, and now such a sweet-looking little apprentice suddenly appeared, and she couldn't help but be curious.

"Hmm." The little girl answered, and led them all the way to the backyard, looking like she didn't like to talk much.

The courtyard is divided into two courtyards, three brick houses in the center, and the land in the front yard is artificially divided into small pieces, and a lot of melons, fruits and vegetables are planted.

The backyard is a unique hole, through the round moon gate next to the brick house, the eye is mottled light and dark scenery, all kinds of flowers and trees, in the northwest corner of the position, but also artificially built a small waterfall, is flowing water.

Next to it is a small pavilion with a square tea table in the center, benches placed on three sides, leaving a free side, on which an iron kettle is placed on the charcoal stove, billowing white smoke.

Careful people can find that the spare side is specially reserved for Fu Yan.

Meng Xingcun was sitting in the direction of the master's seat, wearing a cool vest and shorts, shaking a folding fan in his hand, and when he saw them coming, he smiled and nodded.

The road was unimpeded, Fu Yanci's electric wheelchair stopped on the spare side, and he owed his body very solemnly: "Doctor Meng, I have worked." ”

Fu Yanci is a person who is as careful as dust, so he can naturally see Meng Xingcun's 'good intentions'.

"Mr. Fu is polite." While Meng Xingcun was talking, he leaned over and picked up the iron kettle on the stove, brewed two cups of tea in the teacup, and put them in front of Fu Yanci and Qiao Mengyu respectively.

Qiao Mengyu hurriedly took the teacup and explained his intentions: "Doctor Meng, look ......"

Before she could say anything, she was stopped by Meng Xingcun raising his hand, he looked at the little girl standing on the side, and said, "Zhixi, I've seen Mr. Fu." ”

Zhao Zhixi immediately bowed his head, and his little face was not smiling: "Mr. Fu." ”

"Hello." Fu Yanci was very gentlemanly, and his fair-skinned handsome face had a polite and modest smile.

"Mr. Fu, your illness can be cured by Zhixi." As Meng Xingcun spoke, he had already closed the folding fan.

Fu Yan raised his eyes, and then looked at this little girl seriously, her eyebrows were clear, her cheeks were very soft and sweet, like milk tea that could be sweet into people's hearts, but a pair of apricot eyes clearly hid restless restlessness, but at this moment she had to pretend to be well-behaved.

"Then there's Miss Lao Zhixi." Fu Yan has always been a gentleman and polite, and his tone and posture are very approachable.

It's just that he has visited all the world's famous doctors and has not seen any improvement, and it is hard to believe that a little girl can cure his illness.

"Mr. Fu, the treatment cycle is relatively long, maybe half a year or even a year, you need to see a doctor at any time during this period, if you are interested, let Zhixi follow you for the time being." Meng Xingcun said again.

When the words fell, Fu Yanci obviously saw resistance in the little girl's eyes, and it was obvious that she didn't want to see him, a disabled person.

"I wonder what Miss Zhixi thinks?" Fu Yan pursed his lips and smiled, but he didn't have any warmth, and only threw the question to the reluctant little girl.

Zhao Zhixi hooked his lips and smiled, and asked instead of answering: "How much salary is Mr. Fu going to give me?" ”

"How much do you want?" Fu Yan watched every little girl's every little move in his eyes, he met a little money fan.

"I'm expensive!" Zhao Zhixi did the foreshadowing first.

"Tell me if I can afford it." Fu Yan's words are gentle and elegant.

Zhao Zhixi immediately stretched out a finger and blurted out with confidence: "10,000 yuan per month!" Eat and stay! ”

"Hehe......" Fu Yanci was amused by the little girl, he thought she would have a big mouth, "Okay, then please Miss Zhixi." ”

Even if it can't be cured, the price of 10,000 yuan a month is really not expensive, and the right to be relieved is relieved.

"Just call Zhixi, no Miss, it sounds awkward." Zhao Zhixi frowned, and his tone was pertinent.

Fu Yan is as good as a stream: "Okay." ”

The two chatted happily, but Qiao Mengyu's mobile phone rang on the side, the exclusive ringtone specially recorded yesterday.

In front of several people, the mobile phone shouted unashamedly: "Big Brother Shao has summoned you to bed!" Big Guy Shao......"

As soon as he finished yelling, Qiao Mengyu hurriedly opened the answer button, his little face turned red, and his voice was unstable: "Hey......"

"Are you busy?" Magnetic hoarse voice.

"Well, in the suburbs." Qiao Mengyu unconsciously lowered his voice, as if he was being caught doing something bad.

Sure enough, the other side heard her heart and continued to ask, "Yourself?" ”

"Hmm...... With Mr. Fu. "Qiao Mengyu wanted to lie, but he was afraid of being exposed, so he could only tell the truth.

There was silence in the earpiece, for a second, two, three...... Qiao Mengyu's breathing began to be nervous, and at the end, a low and hoarse voice sounded: "It's fun." ”

After saying the wire, Qiao Mengyu's words were stuck in her throat, she put down her phone, stared at the screen and frowned, Shao Da Guy is ...... Jealous again?