Chapter 9
"It turned out to be so, then I'll see if I can save you."

Zheng Xiaxia looked reluctant.

Su Qi nodded and bowed, and respectfully invited him to the house.

The maidservant brought good tea to Zheng Xiaxia and Qi Mingzhi, before Zheng Xiaxia drank half a sip, she looked around and said, "My arms and legs feel a little uncomfortable, and my eyes hurt. Let's look at it later."

Suzie was dumbfounded.

How could he not know that Zheng Xiaxia was embarrassing himself, but his life was still in Zheng Xiaxia's hands, so he had to swallow his anger.

"I'll squeeze your shoulders and legs for you, little one..."

Su Qi smiled embarrassingly, and raised her hand as she spoke.

Qi Mingzhi put his hand away, and Zheng Xiaxia didn't expect that Su Qi could bend and stretch, but he took a high look.

She lazily stretched her waist and said, "That's unnecessary, let's have lunch first."

This also saves money on a meal.

Qi Mingzhi obviously thought of this, and agreed.

Su Qi hurriedly invited people to set up a banquet, and put all kinds of delicacies and wild game, lest she would not eat to her heart's content.

Zheng Xiaxia also saw that Su Qi didn't have any intention of playing tricks, so after a rest, she asked Su Qi to come over to give him a pulse.

Su Qi is naturally honest.

He watched Zheng Xiaxia frowned slightly, and his whole heart ached.

Su Qi said: "This is..."

Zheng Xiaxia was also in shock, but she didn't expect that Su Qi really had a strange poison!
This kind of poison is very hidden, and there are almost no symptoms on the surface, but once the poison is caused by external factors, it will be painful.

If she hadn't listened to the teacher before, she really wouldn't have discovered it for a while.

Zheng Xiaxia talked about Du and Su Qi in a few words, which frightened Su Qi into a cold sweat. He rolled his eyes a few times and didn't know what he was thinking.

But Zheng Xiaxia didn't care.

"I'll give you a prescription for detoxification, just take a few of them and you'll be fine."

After writing the prescription, Su Qi was charged a considerable amount of money, and the two left.

"I thought you were scaring Su Qi before." Qi Ming said.

Zheng Xiaxia shook her head: "I really wanted to scare him earlier."

She reported all the symptoms of the three highs.

It is more or less true that the three highs have reached Su Qi's age, but Zheng Xiaxia is more or less surprised that his body is really poisonous.

But the sacred mountain that Su Qi mentioned before...

Her eyes moved.

It's not the first time Zheng Xiaxia has heard it, old man Zhang also said something similar.

On the way back, Zheng Xiaxia still mentioned this matter to Qi Mingzhi.

Qi Mingzhi remembered her words in his heart, but he was still confused: "Why does the lady think that Su Qi has something to do with Shenshan?"

It was the same last time, when his wife mentioned that the Shenjun made old man Zhang stiff.

If it was a coincidence last time, what about this time?

Zheng Xiaxia was taken aback.

Of course it's mind reading.

But this can't be told to others. If outsiders find out, they might be arrested and locked up in prison.

"Isn't it because your wife is smart? I just wanted to cheat him, but I didn't expect to cheat him!" Zheng Xiaxia replied.

Seeing his wife's candid appearance, Qi Mingzhi didn't continue to ask questions.

But he always felt that his wife had some secrets.

He is clear about the identity of his wife.

Where did a girl like this who doesn't touch Yang Chunshui learn her medical skills, and where did she learn her cooking skills?
It was dark when we got home.

Qi Mingzhi sneezed lightly, and he felt dizzy.

"what happened?"

Zheng Xiaxia looked at her husband in a bad mood, and couldn't help being concerned.

"It's okay..."

Qi Mingzhi raised his hand to refuse, but before he finished speaking, another sneeze fell.

Qi Mingzhi was a little embarrassed, and said, "Maybe I caught a cold."

Zheng Xiaxia was afraid that he would have a fever, so she reached out to touch his forehead to take his temperature.

Qi Mingzhi avoided it, his face flushed slightly.

Zheng Xiaxia didn't know what was wrong with him, and felt a little doubtful, but said seriously: "I'll go and make you a bowl of ginger tea, so that the cold won't get worse."

There are no medicinal materials in this small village, otherwise she can make ginseng drink to treat colds and colds, and the effect is much better than ginger tea.

After finishing speaking, Zheng Xiaxia went to the kitchen to live.

She doesn't necessarily cook well, but she still knows how to make ginger tea.

Qi Mingzhi looked at the back of Zheng Xiaxia entering the room with a complicated expression.

He thought that the girl would only stay here for a few days, and when she found out that he was a real destitute, she would leave.

But he didn't expect that this girl not only didn't dislike her at all, but was really preparing to share the joys and sorrows with him, which made Qi Mingzhi's heart melt slightly.

Zheng Xiaxia washed and cut the ginger, and the ginger water was boiled out after a quarter of an hour.

Zheng Xiaxia filled a bowl and put it on the table.

Qi Mingzhi saw it, and said politely: "Thank you, lady."

Zheng Xiaxia felt surprised: "Husband doesn't have to be so alien to me."

Qi Mingzhi lowered his head and couldn't see his emotions.

【pity. 】

A short sentence came to her ears clearly, but she obviously didn't hear Qi Mingzhi's words.

That was Qi Mingzhi's heartfelt voice.

But why did he say that?
It was the same as last time, but last time... it was about her life experience.

Zheng Xiaxia couldn't help feeling depressed.

The mystery of the original owner's life experience is probably a hidden danger. When she passed through, her memory was fragmented, and she didn't know anything about her life experience.

That's right, the original owner lost his memory only after falling his head.

"When I first met you, you looked like you knew me?" Zheng Xiaxia asked Qi Mingzhi calmly.

Qi Mingzhi didn't expect her to ask this, he obviously paused, and then said: "The girl is a bit like an old friend."

An old friend?

It should be known.

If he didn't tell her later, he was not an old friend.

Zheng Xiaxia didn't know whether he avoided his question on purpose or not.

Qi Mingzhi saw that something was wrong with Zheng Xiaxia, so he asked slowly, "What's wrong, lady?"

Zheng Xiaxia shook her head, lowered her eyelashes and said, "I'm homesick, and I don't know what my parents are like, and whether I have any brothers or sisters."

Her voice was low and sounded a little sad.

Qi Mingzhi felt a little distressed in his heart, and comforted him: "I will always remember."

This sentence annoyed Zheng Xiaxia, saying it was the same as not saying it.

She just felt that if Qi Mingzhi really knew about her life experience, he should have told her earlier so that she could prepare earlier.

Zheng Xiaxia's face was bitter, and she responded: "You are right."

Then she ran into the room without looking back, obviously annoyed.

But Qi Mingzhi was still watching outside the door, wondering if he should catch up and ask a few words.

Then his eyes fell on the ginger soup, and he sat down and finished the ginger soup.

His own wife stewed it for him, and it would be bad if it was cold.

(End of this chapter)

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