pastoral beggar woman

Chapter 493 Wash Your Eyes (7)
The atmosphere in the room was very dull, and Zhao Da was also full of helplessness.

After a while, an idea flashed in Huang Ying's mind, and she came up with an idea again, and said in her ear, "Master, what if this...?"

Zhao Da still shook his head, "No way."

Huang Ying frowned, "Why?"

Zhao Da pointed to the list on the table, and sighed: "Didn't you read the terms on it clearly? It clearly stated that the treatment fee cannot be paid in one lump sum at the end, and must be paid every time after treatment. It's the same. Obviously they have been vigilant for a long time, and they have eliminated the possibility of us reneging."

Huang Ying carefully read the second half of the various terms and conditions. Sure enough, there was such a statement, and she said angrily: "The people in Ruyizhuang are so cunning!"

In this way, even if they really want to use this method-wait for the bill after the treatment is over, they can at most deduct the cost of the last treatment, and after that, they will have to completely quarrel with Ruyi Zhuang. Begging, Ruyi Zhuang probably won't bother, and the money they can save in the end is only 1 taels, just a fraction.

Offending a doctor with excellent medical skills for a mere 1 taels is more unwise than letting Master Shangshu use his official position to suppress people. If it spreads out, he will be called stupid.

At the beginning, Zhao Da was secretly happy when he saw these clauses, but now it seems... he is still stupid after all.

"That's all, that's all." Zhao Da waved his hand wearily, "As long as I can live for another five years, I will pay the money."

Although Huang Ying was furious, she also knew that the most important thing for her master right now was to save her life, how many more years she could live, so that she could live a few years better, try to save as much money as possible for herself, otherwise , when the master is gone, I am afraid that the wife in the mansion will not let her, the most trusted and beloved maidservant of the master, and the other concubines are not easy to save fuel, and they are all waiting for the day when the master kicks his feet Fix yourself.

All kinds of thoughts were spinning in Huang Ying's heart, but her anger had calmed down on her face, and she regained her previous proud expression. She stroked Zhao Da's chest and said softly, "Since there is no other way, master, don't worry about it too much. If the money is gone, you can find a way to earn it again, don’t you have a few shops at home, and the profits in the shops are not small, enough to live comfortably in the future.”

When Huang Ying yelled without being domineering, her voice was very pleasing to the ear, with a hint of coolness, but with such a voice, she said comforting words, coupled with her movements, which was exactly what Zhao Da wanted, and her gloomy face finally recovered a lot. A hand was also resting on Huang Ying's waist and caressing carelessly, thinking of something, she narrowed her eyes slightly.

Huang Ying is the most familiar with her master's expression, which is clearly the expression she shows every time the master is interested in her, but she can still be easily aroused by her in such a body, Huang Ying is very proud of herself.

Zhao Da dotes on her so much because she always has a haughty attitude that doesn't take people seriously. Men like to subdue this kind of women who seem difficult to tame, especially Huang Ying. He is also very clear about Zhao Da's preferences. Every time he serves him, he always shows a completely different swaying attitude from the past, which is completely different from the past.

Zhao Da also loves her posture when she is lying under him the most. At this time, Huang Ying's attitude of whether to hook or not in the past makes Zhao Da, who has not touched her for a long time since the beginning of the illness, feel itchy.

Zhao Da's hand moved up from his waist, causing Huang Ying, who was already in his arms, to hum softly, and then let go of his hand, gently rubbed his fingertips, recalling the touch just now, and pushed Huang Ying away.

(End of this chapter)