The first-level Zhaohua Thousand-level Hall

Chapter 6 Meet the old friend again

Chapter 6 Meet the old friend again
The corner of Xu Qingluo's lips could not help but smile, this is her father, who is so fanatical about medical skills, and who is so trusting and doting to his daughter.

In her previous life, how much did she miss? Thinking of what she did for Yang Yunping in her previous life, Xu Qingluo's drooping eyes were full of remorse.

Just as the two of them were walking through a hidden pine forest, a voice from one side stopped her in her footsteps.

"Yuan girl, Qian'er, Qian'er is really dying, he has been burning for two days, please let me see the doctor who came to treat the third son, and let her treat Qian Qian'er once." I beg you! I kneel down for you!"

Standing still and listening carefully, vaguely mournful voices came from the other end of the path through the sparse vegetation, and there was even the sound of kneeling.

"Baby maid, what are you? You want to see the doctor who treats the third son to see your humble son. You have humiliated the third son's identity!"

Another high-spirited female voice pierced the eardrums.

Xu's father frowned subconsciously, because the people in Yang's family were so arrogant, but he didn't want to meddle in other people's business. It's not easy for Yang's family to get out of here today, so it's better not to meddle in other people's family affairs .

Xu's father, who was walking in a hurry, didn't notice that Xu Qingluo who was beside him stopped his pace thoughtfully after the first sound, and then moved towards that side quietly.

"Miss Yuan, please help me, let that doctor take a look at my son, just take a look, please"

"This is a little of my savings, Yuan girl. If you don't dislike it, I will give you all of it, and I will give you all of my future monthly money."

"It's just these odd things? You still belong to the master!"

Snatching the small bag from the woman's hand, she opened it and looked at the crude and outdated jewelry inside. The woman called Yuan girl contemptuously put it away, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

Under the surprised and expectant eyes of the woman, Yuan girl rolled up her sleeves, and said coolly: "For the sake of things, let me tell you the truth, bitch, life deserves death, you If you really want to complain, then blame why your son was reborn in the belly of this lowly servant girl like you!"

The Yuan girl left in a hurry, and the woman fell limply on the ground, covered her face, and cried out in despair.

When a pair of small embroidered shoes stopped in front of her, she still didn't realize it.

Xu Qingluo stretched out his hand and helped the woman lying limp on the ground: "Your son, I can save him"

"You are."

The woman raised her head, a face that had decayed early due to too much hard work and training, taking advantage of the tears, it was very ugly, but Xu Qingluo didn't mind it, and even took out a piece of paper from her sleeve. The handkerchief was handed to the poor woman: "I am the doctor who treated Yang Yunping."

Lu'e was stunned, for the words of the little girl in front of her, the next moment, her eyes lit up, and she subconsciously wanted to kneel down again.

Xu Qingluo held her hand tightly and did not make her kneel down: "You can tell me about Mr. Ling's symptoms."

Her eyes fixed on this woman firmly, and the soft gaze in her eyes was sincere.

This woman is Yang Taiwei's liaison, she was Mrs. Yang's servant girl, her name is Lv'e, she has a son, the same age as Yang Yunping, named Yang Qian, who is the most unfavored child of the Yang family.

However, this most unfavored person helped Xu Qingluo in his last life. He told Xu Qingluo that a person can be born humble, but he cannot act humble.

She was so stupid in her previous life, how could she listen to such words, otherwise how could she end up like that in the end...

(End of this chapter)

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