No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Zhao Zhixi is naturally the most loyal, but what can defeat friendship is a fried chicken and a drawer of soup dumplings.

While biting the chicken leg, she smiled at Liu Xinhui: "Sister, I just noticed your face. I didn't expect you to be such a nice person."

Liu Xinhui was so praised that she couldn't hold back her guilty smile. Such a simple girl is really... rare...

"Auntie." Fu Yanci corrected beside him.

He calls someone Auntie, she calls Sister, is she trying to take advantage of someone?

Zhao Zhixi, who was biting the chicken leg, was surprised, turned his head and stared at Fu Yanci suspiciously, rolled his throat, swallowed the chicken leg meat, and then called weakly: "Auntie?"

Fu Yanci: "..." Does he look like an aunt?

"Calling Aunt Liu, she is Rong Qian's mother." Fu Yanci explained patiently, obviously getting used to her strange brain circuit long ago.

Only then did Zhao Zhixi come to his senses, and stared at Liu Xinhui with some surprise: "You are Mr. Shao's mother? Why are you so young and so good-looking?"

Zhao Zhixi is telling the truth, Liu Xinhui is indeed outstanding in appearance, Shao Rongqian has inherited more than half of Liu Xinhui's appearance.

Such a straightforward and sincere compliment made Liu Xinhui feel embarrassed and could only cover up her embarrassment with a smile.

"Don't eat too much, be careful and you will have a stomachache." Fu Yanci reminded in a warm voice.

Fortunately, Zhao Zhixi is a doctor himself. When it comes to eating, his self-control is too poor. Several times he has unbearable abdominal pain, vomiting and diarrhea, and he still doesn't have a long memory.

While talking, Fu Yanci leaned over and took out a few tissues from the tissue box on the coffee table, and handed them to Zhao Zhixi: "Wipe your hands, go and see Xiaoyu."

"Oh." Zhao Zhixi had almost eaten, took the tissue naturally, wiped his hands casually, got up and went upstairs.

Liu Xinhui's eyes were glued to Zhao Zhixi's body all the time, and she also got up and went upstairs together.

Qiao Mengyu hadn't woken up yet, and her fever hadn't subsided, her cheeks were so red that she felt uncomfortable just looking at it.

Zhao Zhixi squeezed her slender wrist to feel her pulse, frowned, loosened and tightened, finally sighed, and put Qiao Mengyu's wrist back under the quilt.

"How's she doing?" Liu Xinhui was furious when she saw Qiao Mengyu, and she spoke coldly, but years of good upbringing made her have to ask symbolically.

"Not very good." Zhao Zhixi shook his head, stretched out his hand to touch Qiao Mengyu's forehead, and continued, "If you continue to burn like this, I'm afraid you will become a fool."

"What's wrong with her...?" Liu Xinhui's tone softened, and she couldn't bear it to some extent.

"It's... a mental illness..." Zhao Zhixi didn't know how to explain it to Liu Xinhui. After all, some illnesses are not really a disease of an organ, but an emotional problem.

Liu Xinhui glanced at Qiao Mengyu on the bed, and her angry eyes softened a little. She knew that Qiao Mengyu stole the ambergris to save her father, and she might do the same The choice is just that they have different positions, even if they understand her, it is impossible to accept her again.

"Xiaoxi, Auntie wants to ask you something." Liu Xinhui looked away, and affectionately pulled Zhao Zhixi to sit on the sofa next to her.

Zhao Zhixi nodded: "Say it."

After all, cannibalism has a short mouth and can help, she is willing to define it.

With a gentle smile on her face, Liu Xinhui held Zhao Zhixi's hand in the palm of her hand, and gently patted the back of her hand with the other hand, her movements were extremely intimate, at first glance, it looked like a biological mother and daughter.

"Xiaoxi, can you help Auntie see how the future fortune of the Shao family will be?" Liu Xinhui asked.

The person who just refused, now agrees again, asking for Liu Xinhui and Shao Dongchuan, as well as Shao Rongqian's birth date, and then calculated carefully with a dull head.

"The fortune of the Shao family should have been on a bead before, but that bead was very evil and hurt the descendants..." Zhao Zhixi was halfway through speaking, when he suddenly said 'huh', "The bead was stolen?"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Xinhui subconsciously looked at Qiao Mengyu on the bed, and there was more resentment in her eyes, but she was also surprised at Zhao Zhixi's ability in her heart. Is this a living god alive?

"Fortunately, it was stolen." Zhao Zhixi changed the topic, as if he was relieved, "The fortune of the Shao family had already changed two years ago. If the bead is left, it will be an evil star and hinder future generations. In other words, Mr. Shao She could have gotten married and had children two years ago."

"Helping the children and grandchildren..." Liu Xinhui muttered to herself. The Shao family has been thin for several generations. She always thought that there was something wrong with Feng Shui, but she didn't expect it to be because of the ambergris.

"It's really the Shao family's luck that shouldn't be broken, there is God's will in the dark." Zhao Zhixi said shaking his head.

Liu Xinhui hurriedly asked again: "Then what is the current fortune of the Shao family?"

Zhao Zhixi glanced at her sideways: "My master often said that the hexagrams cannot be exhausted, sigh that the way of heaven is impermanent, and the rest depends on chance."

Liu Xinhui frowned, and wanted to know an answer, but it was obvious that the girl was secretive and refused to say more. She thought about it and changed the question: "Xiaoxi, can you help Eric see the marriage?"

"What's the matter with love?" Zhao Zhixi couldn't understand English, and stared at Liu Xinhui with a puzzled expression.

Liu Xinhui hurriedly explained: "It's my son Rongqian, can you help me look at his marriage?"

She really didn't want her son to hang on Qiao Mengyu's crooked neck tree. Now that there was such a little fairy, she naturally wanted to ask one more question.

Zhao Zhixi muttered Shao Rongqian's birthday horoscope again, and then calculated with her fingers. After a while, as if she didn't believe the calculation result, she deduced it again, then blinked twice, and subconsciously looked at the person on the bed.

"How is it?" Liu Xinhui was nervous.

Zhao Zhixi groaned, feeling that there was something wrong with her: "Mr. Shao's wife should be of high status, and she is not in her own country. She should be able to get married next year..."

Halfway through the conversation, Zhao Zhixi himself began to doubt, could Shao Rongqian and Qiao Mengyu really break up? !
She didn't know Qiao Mengyu's birth date, but looking at the faces of the two, it was obvious that they were destined to be husband and wife, so how could there be conflicting results...

Zhao Zhixi couldn't understand and didn't dare to continue talking, but Liu Xinhui on the side breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, at least it wasn't the Daji lying on the bed. She was so grateful.

"Xiaoxi, the fortune of the Shao family, can we really stop looking at it?" Liu Xinhui was concerned about the question just now.

Zhao Zhixi rubbed his chin with his little hand, and pondered: "It's not that you can't look at it, you just need to look at the Shao family's ancestral grave to make a conclusion."

"No problem, I can take you to see it now." Liu Xinhui didn't have much scruples, one is that she has seen Zhao Zhixi's ability, and the other is that Fu Yanci brought him here, and she still trusts the Fu family.