The happy life of Queen Nong

Chapter 671 What's Your Name?
Since Liu Chanfeng obtained Qingsang's true suture technique, it opened the door to a new world, and his medical skills were raised to another level.

In the past, he also threaded needles and threads at home, so he easily stitched up the wounds of the injured and sterilized the wounds.

"Go grab the medicine!"

He took the prescription to A-gan, and A-gan hurried away.

"Go and reopen the room."

It's not easy for people to get hurt because of themselves, so let's pay attention to living here for a few days before talking about it.

The black and thin boy was only about sixteen or seventeen years old. He scratched his head in embarrassment and looked at Qingsang: "Madam, no need, no need, it's very good that you can see a doctor for daddy, we have a family, just go home to recuperate... "

"Even if you want to go back, you have to go in a carriage, but your father has just had an operation to suture the wound, and running around is not good for his injury. Listen to me, it's better to stay for a few days to heal the wound, huh?"

Qingsang looked at the boy seriously.

He is black and thin, but has a mouthful of white teeth, and his smile is bright and pure.

is a good boy.

It was the two of them who rushed over just now and saved his life.

With a son like this, his father is naturally an upright and honest person.

Good people, you can't bully good people, Qingsang thinks it's not wrong to let them live in the inn first.

"Cough cough..."

The operation was performed only after Mafeisan, otherwise it would be too painful. Now the uncle is gradually waking up.

He coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs. Seeing his father's appearance, the young man let go, "Then... then stay for a day..."

"Look at your father's injury first."

If you recover well, go home early, if you recover poorly, stay honest.

Everyone is sixteen or seventeen years old, but Qingsang is very mature, and the boy is very young. He scratched the back of his head, not knowing how to deal with it.

"Don't think about it, listen to my wife!"

"Oh……"

The young man nodded ignorantly.

"Yes, that's good!"

Qingsang smiled, and wanted to reach out and touch his head to kill him, but there was no way, she was used to touching her younger brother before, but as soon as she lifted her hand, she felt that the surrounding air became very cold.

She saw Xiao Lin's murderous eyes.

Uh, well, stop touching.

The hand went down, and patted the boy's shoulder: "Boy, what's your name?"

"I... my name is Su Ming."

"Su Ming... what a good name, Mo Ling, this person belongs to your family!"

Qingsang looked at the accountant behind him.

Su Moling chuckled, "Yeah, I'll take this kid with him."

"By the way, why do I feel as if I've seen you before?"

Qingsang turned around and looked at Su Ming carefully.

"On board!"

Xiao Lin was expressionless.

"Ah, by the way, on the boat, are you the trackers who wanted to pull our boat?"

"Yes, it is……"

Su Ming was very shy, blushing and lowered his head.

Qingsang thought it might be fate, she actually met her twice in one day, she was on the boat at that time, she was indifferent to what happened to the father and son, but he stepped forward to save her without hesitation, why did she feel that she was more like a villain Woolen cloth?

Qingsang is also a person who knows how to repay her kindness. She feels that she has an obligation to improve the lives of the father and son.

She didn't extend an olive branch directly. First of all, she herself is very embarrassed now. She is leading a group of people to make a living here.

Furthermore, his father's injury is the most important at present.

"Su Ming, take your father upstairs to rest!"

(End of this chapter)