Mr. Qin, Please Advise Me

  Chapter 92 I Carry You

  After checking Zhang Xiaoling’s face, Dr. Liu took another look at the medicine the doctor had prescribed before, “There is nothing wrong with this medicine.”

   "Then how can my face become more and more serious?" Zhang Xiaoling asked eagerly. Is it true that only Song Yanning can heal her face?

  Doctor Liu shook his head, "I am not sure what the cause is now, or you can go to the hospital tomorrow and I will help you to check it carefully."

   "Okay." Zhang Xiaoling nodded.

   "Lao Song! Mrs. Song! Then I will leave first." Doctor Liu packed the medicine box, smiled and nodded at the two.

   "Steward, send Dr. Liu." Father Song instructed the steward beside him.

  "Yes!" The butler respectfully replied, walked to Dr. Liu's side, and walked out the door with him, "Doctor Liu! Please!"

  Zhang Xiaoling retracted her gaze, thought for a while, and looked at Mr. Song, "You call Song Yanning, I have something to ask her." She really couldn't stand it anymore.

  "Don't you look at what time is it now? Xiaoning has already fallen asleep, so let's call again tomorrow." Old man Song put down the tea cup in his hand, got up and walked towards the stairs. He was really angry about his wife's practice of going to Xiaoning to return Baiyu.

  He wanted to let Xiao Ning return to Song's house, and even gave the heirloom Bai Yu to Xiao Ning, but his wife and daughter-in-law didn't know his painstaking efforts, so they went to Xiao Ning's trouble early in the morning. Now that it has become like this, it can only be said that they deserve it, but who made them his relatives?

  "Give me your phone number and I will call it myself." Zhang Xiaoling got up and followed Father Song. At first she thought it was just an ordinary allergy, but the medicine the doctor prescribed was useless, but it became more and more serious. Even Yang Lisheng and Doctor Liu were helpless. That ugly girl is so cruel, she has been treated like this to her.

   "Do you think it's useful to make a phone call?" Song Grandpa stopped and looked at Zhang Xiaoling. Although he has not been in contact with Xiao Ning for a long time, he can see that Xiao Ning is definitely someone who you respect me and I respect you.

   "Regardless of whether it's useful or not, I have to call her and ask her why she is so cruel. How can I be her grandmother, how can she treat me like this?" Zhang Xiaoling became more and more angry.

  Mr Song sneered, and walked upstairs. He doesn't want to talk to her too much now, lest he can't control his temper.

  Zhang Xiaoling looked at the back of Mr. Song, and slowly tightened her fists. Her acne-covered face was full of sullen color, and it looked very oozing. Song Yanning, wait, I will definitely not let you go. She didn't believe that she was an adult, and she couldn't deal with a seven-year-old child.

  Song Yanning put all the luggage into the storage bag, looked at the purse-sized storage bag, with a satisfied smile on her face, played for a while, and put the storage bag into her pocket. It is convenient to have a storage bag, and she will no longer need big bags when she goes out.

  "Are you ready?" Qin Yushen's voice came from outside the door.

Song Yanning stepped forward to open the door, and smiled at Qin Yushen who was outside the door, "Ready, let's go." During dinner, she sprinkled some powdered medicine on the dishes. At this time, Liu Qingshan and Zhang Dahai You should sleep well.

   "Hmm." Qin Yushen smiled and nodded, and walked outside with Song Yanning.

  The night is dark, the field without street lights is pitch black, and you can't see your fingers.

   "Can you see the road?" Qin Yushen turned to look at Song Yanning beside him. The darkness has no effect on him, and I don't know if Xiao Ning is the same as him.

   "It's okay." Song Yanning could barely see the road, but it was not clear. She is now only refining the fifth level of Qi and has no spiritual consciousness, so she can only rely on her eyes to see the way.

   "Let me carry you on my back, so that we can also get there soon." Qin Yushen said and knelt down.

  Song Yanning thought for a while and felt that what Qin Yushen said made sense, walked behind him, stretched out her hands around his neck, and leaned against his back, "If you are tired, let me go down."

  Qin Yushen carried Song Yanning on his back, "With your weight, how could I be tired? I want to speed up."

  While speaking, he has quickened his pace, and the two figures quickly disappeared into the night.

  The night breeze is blowing, the sounds of animals are constantly heard in the forest, and the grass is rustling, and something seems to be crawling.

  Song Yanning took out the snake medicine she made from her storage bag, and sprinkled it on Qin Yushen and herself, "There are many snakes here." She is very sensitive to the smell, and can smell the fishy smell from the snake.

   "I know." Qin Yushen's spiritual consciousness has been paying attention to the surrounding movement, and he has long seen snakes in the grass, they are approaching them, wanting to attack them. But after smelling the smell of snake medicine on them, he slowly walked away. It's just that the distance to withdraw is not very far, maybe it's not reconciled.

   "The place in front is extremely gloomy." Qin Yushen looked at the misty woods not far in front.

   "You let me down." Song Yanning patted Qin Yushen's shoulder gently.

  Qin Yushen turned his head to look at Song Yanning, "The woods are full of miasma. It will be dangerous for you to come down."

   "I came down to prepare a pill to prevent miasma. Don't forget that I am a genius doctor." Song Yanning made a mischievous face at Qin Yushen. Since Qin Yushen gave her the storage bag, she had let go of her guard against him.

  Qin Yushen hooked the corner of his mouth, squatted down, and put Song Yanning down from his back.

  "Did you see purple grass with seven leaves and a rhizome like snake skin?" Song Yanning asked. Qin Yu has a deep sense of spirit, which is easier than her to find.

  Qin Yushen carefully scanned the surrounding area with his spiritual sense, "There are some over there, I'll pick it for you, don't move here."

   "Hmm." Song Yanning nodded.

  Qin Yushen carefully checked the surrounding area again with his spiritual sense, and saw that there was no potential danger, and ran quickly towards the direction of the Aesculus erythrorhizon.

  Song Yanning took out the other herbs and the mashing pot from the storage bag, and put the herbs into the mashing pot. This pounding pot was a birthday present from her grandfather. She liked it very much, and brought it with her when she came out this time.

   "Is that this?" Qin Yushen pulled a large handful of comfrey and ran back to Song Yanning. Even if there is no danger, he does not worry that she is here alone.

   "It's this." Song Yanning took the horse chestnut comfrey, threw it into the mashing pot and minced it with other herbs.

   "Do you want me to help?" Qin Yushen looked at the pounding pot in Song Yanning's hand.

   "No need, soon." Song Yanning shook her head, her hands kept moving.

  Half an hour later, Song Yanning handed Qin Yushen a pill that had been prepared, "This pill is for you, it can protect you from miasma."

  Qin Yushen took the pill and swallowed it without hesitation.

  After Song Yanning also took the pills, Qin Yushen turned around and squatted in front of Song Yanning, "Come on."

  (End of this chapter)