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Chapter 64 The Invited Miracle Doctor Couldn't Heal Jun Lan's Legs

"She scolded me, but I pretended not to hear."

Ye Xiuyan rolled her vivid black eyes, and smiled slyly: "Anyway, my mother is here, so she doesn't dare to hit me, she just ignores a few words of scolding, and just pretends she didn't hear it."

"Your hall brother is not a thing."

Having been together day and night for more than half a month, Shi Jian has already thoroughly grasped the past of the old Ye family, and when he mentioned Ye Mingjie, he showed a bit of shame.

"The Taixue finalist exam is over."

Lin Jingcheng suddenly added a word, frowning slightly: "In two days, the list will be released. Ye Mingjie is on the list. The county government will send an official to deliver a letter."

Shi Jian grumbled angrily: "I don't have good conduct, I'm not worthy of being an official."

"Being an official is something later."

Lin Jingcheng gently rubbed the jade pendant hanging around his waist with his right hand, implying: "First of all, he must be able to enter the Imperial Academy."

Shi Jian blinked his eyelids, raised his head subconsciously, and glanced at Shizi.

Lin Jingcheng's eyes were condensed, revealing a trace of murderous intent.

Shi Jian lowered his head in a jerk, not daring to look at Shizi again.

"Go to the other courtyard and tell King Lan about this."

Lin Jingcheng's thin, gossamer voice came to his ears: "Tell him, there is a man named Ye Mingjie who I despise, and the Imperial College recruits students, let him handle it."

"Yes."

Shi Jian heard the voice transmission from his mind, and silently lit a candle for Ye Mingjie.

The son said, he wants to be an official, let's dream!

There is no play in this life.

"Brother Lin, what are you talking about?"

Ye Xiuyan sensitively sensed something was wrong with Shi Jian's expression, as if she heard something.

Based on the experience of the previous life, subconsciously thought of mind-spirit transmission.

"It's nothing."

Lin Jingcheng turned his head, looked at Ye Xiuyan, and instantly changed his smiling face, like a big brother next door, smiling very cordially and charmingly.

"It's noon, it's time for lunch, let's go back."

Ye Xiuyan's eyes flickered, she smiled in relief, and stopped asking.

"I'm going to paddle the bamboo raft."

Shi Jian breathed a sigh of relief quietly, grabbed the bamboo pole, and plunged into the water with all his might.

"Brother Lin."

Ye Xiuyan glanced at the bamboo pole, and blinked playfully: "Who said last time, goodbye by fate, and give me a carriage with bamboo pole?"

"Cough cough."

Lin Jingcheng didn't expect that she still remembered this, coughed twice, and her ears were slightly red.

"Ha ha."

Ye Xiuyan was amused, covered her mouth and smiled: "It seems that Brother Lin has not forgotten."

Lin Jingcheng rubbed the back of his head and smiled wryly: "Is there a bamboo forest nearby? I'll chop bamboo for you this afternoon."

"There is no need to chop bamboo."

Ye Xiuyan smiled slyly: "Brother Lin remembers, he owes me a favor."

"You saved my life this time, so I naturally remember your kindness."

The more Lin Jingcheng saw Yuxue's cute little girl, the more he liked her, and the idea of ​​recognizing her as his younger sister popped up out of nowhere: "Why don't we do this?"

Just as he was about to say, a sound transmission talisman glowing with a touch of silver gray shuttled out of the void and floated in front of him.

He pinched the sound transmission symbol and raised it to his ear to listen carefully, his good mood disappeared in an instant.

"Master, what happened?"

Shi Jian was startled, and his heartbeat slowed down a beat.

Lin Jingcheng's handsome face was gloomy: "The genius doctor we invited couldn't cure Junlan's leg."

"Hi."

Shi Jian's eyebrows and eyes darkened, showing a bit of regret: "Master Lan's leg has been disabled for nine years, and it is not easy to heal it."

"He's only 15 years old and he has a long life ahead."

Lin Jingcheng felt dejected: "I really can't bear to see him sitting in a wheelchair, living his days in despondency."

(End of this chapter)