The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

The eldest brother gave the company shares, and the second brother gave away a pile of real estate certificates. Will there be a third brother?

Mr. Si touched his beardless chin, "I can't tell, this little girl is hidden."

Hearing his grandfather's compliment, Si Xian's fox tail was about to go up.

He raised his chin and cleared his throat, "That's right, grandpa, don't look at whose boss this is."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped on the head.

The force of this palm was not light, Si Xian covered his head and let out a low whimper.

Seeing his unpromising appearance, Mr. Si snorted coldly, "Grandson Turtle, it's not you that I praised, what are you so proud of?"

He was scolding vigorously, his face flushed, and he didn't know if it was caused by anger.

Suddenly, Mr. Si's face twitched, and he stumbled back several steps.

"Uh...uh..."

His throat seemed to be pinched by a big hand, his breathing was not smooth, and his face was rosy and gradually turned ashen.

He couldn't utter a complete sentence, and fell straight down when he rolled his eyes.

The situation was so urgent that there was no prelude at all.

"grandfather!!"

Si Xian let out a mournful cry, and rushed up to support Mr. Si's body with lightning speed, preventing him from falling on the cold floor and hitting his head.

! !

The boy's voice was sharp, and the roof of the house was almost overturned.

Mu Changying turned around and saw that Mr. Si fainted, lifted the skirt and strode toward him.

"Let's go, let's go, let's all..."

Before she reached the old man's side, Gu Qingyun squatted down one step ahead of her.

Si Xian's forehead jumped, and he slapped her little hand away, "What are you doing?"

In his rage, his eyes were red, and there was a dangerous aura in his eyes, like a beast that protected food.

"Snapped-"

A slap slapped the back of the girl's hand, and her delicate skin immediately flushed.

Gu Qingyun moved her wrist, but there was no anger on her face.

She squatted beside the old man, and put her little hand on his pulse to auscultate.

"I'm the apprentice of the genius doctor Changning, and I can cure Mr. Si's illness."

Changning magician? !

This name is reverberating in high society.

The people in the banquet hall put away the small glances in their eyes, exclaimed in their mouths, and quickly stepped forward to watch.

It is a once-in-a-lifetime scene that the apprentice of Changning's genius doctor saves people in person.

"Oh? The apprentice of the Changning Doctor?"

As soon as Mu Changying came, the people around him automatically gave way.

She walked inside and looked at Gu Qingyun, who was squatting next to Mr. Si, with ridicule in her water-clear eyes.

Tsk, is it a habit for Chunhua to steal other people's identities?

It's just... why is it hers that is used fraudulently every time?

"Changying, do you have any questions? If so, I will reply you later. Now please let me treat the patient first."

Looking at Gu Qingyun's serious face, she really has the taste of saving lives and wounds.

When the people around heard this, they looked at Mu Changying with vaguely unkind eyes.

Why is Mrs. Rong so disrespectful?

What do you do to interrupt the doctor at this time?

If something happened to Mr. Si, who could take the responsibility?

Mu Changying ignored the unkind eyes of the people around her, and a laughter overflowed from her throat.

She folded her arms around her chest and lightly opened her red lips casually, "I just heard that Changning's magic doctor is very skilled, so I'm a little curious about the apprentice she has accepted. Yuner, you can see a doctor, I won't bother you."