Countryside Magic Doctor

"Don't introduce it. Your little aunt made it clear to me on the phone. This is your boyfriend. His name is He Feng. He Feng. My little uncle has to thank you this time. Since you like the manor, I'll give it to you."

"Thank you, little uncle." He Feng nodded hurriedly.

Xing Yuanyuan, who was on the other side, said angrily to them, "they're not married. What's your name? It's really you."

Her words caused a burst of laughter.

But Li cunyuan said in a joking tone, "then you should also find a boyfriend."

After a series of greetings, the people sat down in the restaurant. Then, when a complete set of French dinner was served, Zhou Huiying asked all the servants to leave.

Then he took the brandy that had been opened, poured Li cunyuan a cup, and said to him, "brother yuan, I want to tell you something."

Li cunyuan smiled and nodded. He looked at his wife with some doting. Zhou Huiying was seven years younger than him. Men generally favor women who are small.

"Well, he Feng is not an ordinary person," said Zhou Huiying.

Li Weilie, the son on one side, was a little strange and surprised. Chaohu's mother asked, "Mom, what's the matter with your cousin's brother-in-law?"

"Your mother means that your cousin's husband is not an ordinary man, but a miracle doctor." Li cunyuan said to his son with a smile.

His son Li Weilie is only 17 years old this year. He is an ordinary middle school sophomore. Because he is in puberty, he has some acne. He looks plain and wears a pair of black framed glasses.

He looks a little thin and full of a sultry little boy.

Zhou Huiying shook her head and said, "I didn't say it. That's not what I meant. Have you heard of the cultivator?"

Li cunyuan hasn't responded yet, but his son, Li Weilie, is full of surprises. Then he blushes and dances and says, "I don't know who the cultivators are. Mom, I tell you, there are many cultivators in the novels now. I tell you, in a novel I read a few days ago..."

Before he finished his words, Li cunyuan couldn't help knocking him on the head with a spoon, and then said angrily, "how old are they? What's the use of reading those online novels all day?"

Li Weilie covered his head, then hurriedly dodged towards his mother, and then said to his father with a bitter face: "read a novel?"

"Just reading a novel, as for it? My son also knows what a cultivator is. What do you know?" Zhou Huiying said unhappily.

Obviously, I'm not happy with my husband beating my son.

After staying in the sterile room for so many years, Zhou Huiying has always felt very indebted to her son Li Weilie, so it is inevitable to protect the calf.

He Feng smiled and looked at the scene in front of him.

Li cunyuan reluctantly did it again. He knew in his heart that his idea of educating his son had been broken. Then he looked at his wife with some doubts and said, "Huiying, I remember you didn't read novels. How could you mention this."

"Do you remember what I just said?" Zhou Huiying said with a smile.

"What?" Li cunyuan was puzzled. He immediately remembered and said, "you mean about practitioners? Why are you talking about this? It's all nonsense. Have you seen practitioners?"

Zhou Huiying shook her head and said, "it's not the last sentence."

After thinking hard, Li cunyuan said, "you mean he Feng is not an ordinary person?"

"Of course I know he is a miracle doctor!" Li cunyuan suddenly stopped talking and looked at He Feng in surprise, but only saw he Feng smiling at him without saying anything.

He then remembered that there was something wrong with the meal. His wife kicked out irrelevant people, leaving only his own people in it, as if there were some important secrets to tell.

"He Feng, aren't you a cultivator?" Li cunyuan asked, then laughed and said, "you are so old, you know to joke nonsense."

Before Li cunyuan finished his words, his son got up in a fuss. He stood up in surprise, looked at He Feng, looked at him carefully, and then said.

"Cousin brother-in-law, you can't really be a cultivator?" Li Weilie asked.

"What do you say?" He Feng smiled and said nothing.

"I said it must be, otherwise, how can my mother's disease be cured? It must be a cultivator, cousin brother-in-law. How about I worship you as a teacher?" Li Weilie said with a surprise on his face.

The happiness of the middle school sophomore is so simple. Cultivating and becoming an immortal. In a word, it's how to be cool.

No shame at all!

As like as two peas, Li Weilie, who is a smiling boy, has almost the same idea as his junior high school. He has two minds in his mind. He imaginary this fantasy all day. When he watches magic mobile phone, he can imagine that he is a useless person.

People don't win two young people!

Really.

However, before Li Weilie's apprenticeship was carried out, he was interrupted by his father. He only saw that Li cunyuan was furious. Is a middle-aged man ordinary and comparable to a thin middle-aged boy?

As soon as Li cunyuan lifted Li Weilie, he only saw that there were green veins on Li cunyuan's head. It seemed that there was half of his anger burning in his chest. In fact, that was it!

Goods are better than goods!

What does your son look like? He didn't have the style of his youth at all. When he was young, he began to take care of his family's industry at the age of 17, but what about this boy?

How old is he? He still looks like a worthless man. A few days ago, I found out that he was doing things by himself. It's embarrassing!

However, Li Weilie is not fighting alone now, but he has a mother beside him, supported by his mother, and he is still quite a calf protector. Therefore, immediately, Li cunyuan forced to hold his anger in his heart.

In the eyes of Zhou Huiying, she put her son back on the chair and forced a smile. The smile on her face was a fake smile.

"What I just said is not a lie. If you don't believe it, look now!" Zhou Huiying glanced at her husband and son, pulled her son to sit down next to her, and blocked her husband's claws with her body as an obstacle.

Then he said, "now look at the teacup in front of me, but put it here."

After that, Zhou Huiying held out her hand, some unskilled movements were the Qi in her body, and then raised the teacup with brute force and the steam gradually output from her body.

In the twinkling of an eye, the tea cup was suspended in the air, but there was no drop of tea inside. It stayed inside completely, as plain as an ancient well.

Li cunyuan looked surprised, but Li Weilie patted on the thigh.