Businesswomen such as the doctor of the rebirth space

Chapter 290 Interrogation (2)
Grandma Zhao's expression changed, first she was a little sad, then shocked, and finally there was a hint of appreciation.

She shook her head helplessly, and said angrily: "You little ghost, really. Are you afraid that I will really let go like this?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand again and said, "Bring me that pill. I want to see what effect the pill Ye Xiaoxiao made has."

Ye Chen just smiled and said nothing.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed, and quickly handed the medicine bottle to Mrs. Zhao with both hands.

Grandma Zhao took a look at Ye Chen, then poured water with her head up.

A faint smile appeared on Ye Chen's eyebrows, and he took the water glass from Mrs. Zhao's hand.

Granny Zhao looked at Ye Chen with a smile, and said jokingly, "Little girl Ye, is it okay now?"

Ye Chen smiled faintly: "Grandma Zhao is of course the best."

Grandma Zhao pursed her lips and smiled.

Grandma Zhao pulled Ye Chen and talked for a while, asking about Ye Chen's basic situation.

Ye Chen answered one by one, smiling calmly, like a cluster of yellow chrysanthemums quietly blooming in an unknown corner under the rustling autumn wind.

Grandma Zhao nodded secretly.

After chatting for a while, Ye Chen got up to say goodbye.

Mrs. Zhao repeatedly tried to persuade Ye Chen to stay but failed, so she had to ask the middle-aged man to send Ye Chen out.

Ye Chen walked to the door, smiled at the middle-aged man and said, "Grandma Zhao still asks you to supervise the medication. I'll come over next week for a review."

The middle-aged man nodded again and again, and said gratefully: "Miss Ye, thanks to you this time. In fact, we have long found that some old women are not willing to take medicine, and we need to supervise them every day when taking medicine. I feel like I have nothing to love. But as servants, it’s not easy for us to say anything, hey, if it weren’t for what you said today, I’m afraid the old lady would not take the medicine so proactively.”

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows slightly.

This middle-aged man is a loyal servant.

She smiled lightly: "You don't have to be so polite. I am a doctor, and treating patients is my job. What's more, since I decided to treat Grandma Zhao, I definitely hope that she will be well."

The middle-aged man nodded emotionally.

Ye Chen said goodbye again.

This time, the middle-aged man specially sent her to the end of the long road at the door.

The dusk is heavy, and the setting sun is like blood.

On the outskirts of Yanjing, a dilapidated wooden house stood deep in the dark woods.

Lying in the wooden house was a middle-aged man with a yellowish bandage roughly tied on his chest.

His eyes were empty, staring blankly at the broken ceiling.

Dengdengdeng-

There was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps, accompanied by a few noisy discussions.

"It's really bad luck, I have to deliver food to this half-dead man every day! It made me have to run so far!"

"Who says it's not! But we can't do anything to the people here, the people above have said that they want to live."

"You reminded me of this. Tell me, why is our hall master so obedient to the hall master named Ye Chen? Although Ye Chen is also the hall master of Bei Province, our hall master is still Yanjing's hall master." Woolen cloth."

"Haven't you heard? That Ye Chen has the token of the sect master in his hand, which is the token of the sect master. In the dragon gate, seeing this token means that the sect master has come personally."

"Tsk tsk—the token of the door master, no wonder"

The voice of the voice gradually became quieter, swept away and crushed in the wind.

then.

bang bang bang-

The dilapidated wooden door was beaten violently and was crumbling.

A man dodged forward, like a black wind blowing past.

He knocked his rice bowl heavily on the table, and sat down on the only dirty wooden bench left in the room.

"The meal is here, eat quickly, eat quickly. Someone wants to see you after eating."

The man on the bed moved his nose, turned his head slowly, looked at the food on the table, his Adam's apple rolled.

His lips were so dry that they were cracked into moire lines, and his face was bloodless.

He stretched out his hand, trying to reach for the food.

Gudongdong——

He rolled helplessly off the bed.

The man who delivered the meal gave him a sideways look, and continued to pick his feet.

He raised his head with all his strength, but saw half of the edge of the bowl protruding from the edge of the table.

Coarse porcelain, missing a big mouth.

He stretched out his hand with difficulty, and finally touched the edge of the bowl.

Moving his fingers slightly, he finally dragged the bowl down.

Steady.

The bowl fell into his hands.

He didn't even use chopsticks, just picked up the rice with his hands.

Along the way, the rice served was already cold.

The grains of rice were as hard as a rock and cold.

But he devoured the food voraciously and choked several times.

The man couldn't help but look back at him a few times.

Before he finished eating the rice in the bowl, the big man was holding him by the back collar.

"Don't eat, the people above are anxious to see you. Come on, send you over as soon as possible, so that I can deal with business as soon as possible"

The loud drumming sound actually echoed in the dilapidated wooden house.

He was raised abruptly, staring at the rough and broken rice bowl, his cloudy eyes shone like ingestion.

His hands fluttered feebly, wanting to hold the rice bowl.

The man got annoyed, kicked the job away, and cursed: "Eat! Eat! Eat! If you know how to eat, let me go, or I will ask you if I can't pay the job! Humph!"

Saying that, like a chick grabbing him, he wanted to stride out.

"Let him finish eating. I'm already here, so there's no need to let him go."

The cold voice was carried by the wind, making it a bit ethereal.

It's like the loud noise on the nine-story pavilion.

The man was taken aback by the man.

They looked around following the sound and opened their mouths slightly.

The wind blows the coldness and pours it into the mouth, making people's teeth tremble with the cold.

The eyes of the two were still fixed on where the man came from.

It was already dusk, the afterglow dyed half of the sky red, and the woods were enveloped in a night as thick as ink.

And at the end of the night, a gleam of light slanted out.

Cut half of the wall and light up the silent tree.

The tall tree shadows fell down, as heavy as cold stones.

A person was dyed in a twilight, walking slowly.

The white skirt against the night is whiter than the moonlight on the zenith.

There was a little dark light on the corner of the skirt, rippling with a slight brilliance.

The black hair hangs down slightly, and the back of the head is simply rolled up in a bun, the green bamboo hairpin is moving.

She smiled, coldly, the moonlight was all white.

The big man was dumbfounded, and took the man's hand to give it away.

thump—

A loud noise broke the momentary silence.

The man didn't care about the pain from being smashed on his body, he used all four limbs and crawled towards the half bowl of rice.

Seeing this appearance, the big man was instantly annoyed, and kicked the man: "You bastard, I just ran so far without paying attention to you bastard. You must have starved to death in your previous life. You are as greedy as a dog." "

(End of this chapter)