Rebirth of the miraculous doctor of counterattack

Chapter 91 Zhou An
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Seeing that Miss Xue'er didn't look down on him because of his poverty, the young man was shocked. Yes, he didn't even try it, so how could he know?
He thought of his mother's long-term lingering pain on the sick bed, and secretly scolded himself as useless. As a son, how could he not try his best to fight for his mother once?Perhaps, this will be the last chance to relieve the pain of the mother.

He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and bowed to Xue'er: "Thank you Miss Xue'er, I'll go right away!" The young man walked to the closed clinic and knocked lightly on the door.

Although the young man was wearing clothes that were washed out and could not be worn again, and his hair was tied with simple strips of cloth. Although he was dressed plainly, there was no trace of poverty on his body. He is quite straight, although his face is not as handsome as Young Master Yin's, nor as handsome as Zheng Shizi's. His appearance is ordinary, but there is a scholarly smell all over his body, which makes him look not so ordinary.

It should be a scholar!
Seeing that the door of the clinic opened, the young man walked in, and when the door closed again, Xueer also looked away. She looked towards the direction of the queue. There were originally a dozen people queuing up, but now there were only four or five people left. It is obvious that the consultation fee of one hundred taels of silver scares away many people.

Xue'er shrugged: "Anyway, Miss didn't intend to improve the business of Rongyutang, this is what Miss wants!"

After the number plates were issued to the five people, each of them received a fee of one tael of silver for taking the number, and it was agreed that this money would be deducted from the consultation fee that should be paid.

The few people who stayed in line were all dressed in bright and gorgeous clothes, and they obviously didn't care about a tael of silver or a hundred taels of silver. They only cared about whether the disease they wanted to be cured could be cured!

In the consultation room, Qi Rongyue saw that Qing was a little nervous, so she poured him a cup of tea and told him to sit down and take a breather.

"What's your name?" She sat at the table and asked the awkward young man.

The young man hurriedly put down the teacup, not daring to take a second look at the charming young lady in front of him. He lowered his eyes and said, "My name is Zhou An, I am 21 years old, and I live in Sanwu Hutong."

Qi Rongyue nodded: "Have you ever read?"

Zhou An nodded again: "I have passed the examination of scholar."

"bingo?"

"bingo!"

"What about the country test?"

Zhou An shook his head: "My mother was ill that year, and there was no one to take care of her at home. I—"

Qi Rongyue looked at Zhou An's helpless face in front of her, and could imagine how he felt when he gave up the rural examination.

"Filial piety comes first, you are doing the right thing!"

Zhou An raised his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him, but at the age of sixteen or seventeen, his speech was different from that of ordinary girls of sixteen or seventeen, it seemed to comfort him, and at the same time seemed to affirm him.

Qi Rongyue said again: "Are you looking for me for something?"

One sentence brought him back to reality, yes, he had something to do with her.

Zhou An stood up, and respectfully said to Qi Rongyue: "Miss Qi, I have a merciless request!"

Qi Rongyue was still sitting, with a pale complexion and soft eyes, she didn't have the appearance of a rich man condescending and looking down on a poor man.

"Please speak!" She raised her hand, and said again: "Sit down and talk, my neck is tired!"

Zhou An still sat down, his gloomy mood relaxed a little, Miss Qi didn't seem to be as difficult to get along with as he imagined.

"Miss Qi, my mother's lingering sickness has been in bed for nearly ten years. It has become more and more serious in the past few years. I have seen many doctors. No matter how many medicines I have taken, it has not worked. Now it is very difficult to even get out of bed."

(End of this chapter)