The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

The world is afraid of death. If there is a possibility of survival, no one wants to die. Now the doctor who has seen the dragon's head is invited over, the hall is full of commotion.

When Jiang Chan came in, she saw everyone looking at her with a fanatical gaze, as if she had seen some sweet pastry. Jiang Chan couldn't help but shook, "What's the matter?"

Her voice was very low, and Feng Feishhuang's ears moved, and it seemed to be itchy.

"Aren't you too mysterious? Everyone is very curious about you, a medical immortal?"

Liu Mingxuan led Jiang Chan to sit down at the seats of the patriarchs. This table was almost all the seats of the patriarchs of various families, and the status was respected. For example, Liu Mingxuan could only sit with those juniors.

Jiang Chan sat down next to Feng Feishuang. She had no choice. She came with Feng Feishuang. Besides, it seemed that Feng Feishuang was the youngest at this table, and she was a person she knew. She basically didn't know anyone else. .

After Jiang Chan sat down, Song Qin laughed twice: "Doctor Xuanyue hasn't been seen for a long time. I didn't expect to meet him in Jiangnan."

Jiang Chan raised his cup: "It's true that I haven't seen Patriarch Song for a long time. How has Patriarch Song been recently?"

Song Qin took a sip of wine: "Thanks to Dr. Xuanyue, everything is fine for us. By the way, Bingqing and her husband and wife are here, and you can get together tonight."

Jiang Chan nodded naturally: "That's right, Miss Song gave birth to a child. I didn't even go to the house to congratulate myself. I'm really sorry."

"That's nothing, Dr. Xuanyue's disciples have come to the door, the same." Song Qin laughed, only he and Xuanyue were so familiar with him, and he was very happy in his heart.

Seeing Jiang Chan's flowery face and Feng Feishhuang sitting beside Jiang Chan, Song Qin felt bitter. What if Jiang Chan was his daughter-in-law? This is even a strong alliance.

It's a pity that my son doesn't know how to use it, and even such a big beauty like Xuanyue doesn't like it. As a result, this kid whose surname is Feng is cheaper. It is clear that Xuanyue first met his own son. Isn't your kid considered the first to be listed?

Thinking about it this way, the triumphant idea in Song Qin's heart suddenly seemed like a leaky balloon, slowly disappearing. He took a peek at his son. The kid was talking and laughing with Liu Mingxuan and was very happy.

Song Qin sighed, you desperate kid, you deserve to be your sister married and you are still single now! If you have half the patience and considerateness of the patriarch of the family style, how could the marriage have not settled until now?

Let’s take a look at how the patriarch of other people’s style does it? When the tea was gone, I quickly resumed the tea. When Crescent Moon looked at which dish, he immediately delivered it to the plate. The service place was thoughtful and thoughtful.

In such a comparison, Song Qin felt even more bitter.

Jiang Chan wasn't an elm bump either, she took care of her so hard at Feng Feishhuang's dinner party, she naturally saw it in her eyes, and roughly guessed Feng Feishhuang's thoughts.

But knowing that Gui knows, Jiang Chan has no feeling for Feng Feishhuang. Although she has no intention of love, if from the perspective of investigating her husband-in-law, Feng Feishhuang is indeed a good husband-in-law candidate.

Of course, all this depends on Xuan Yue's own choice, but during this time, Jiang Chan can check Xuan Yue. But Jiang Chan is a little worried. Will Feng Feishhuang like her or will he like Crescent Moon?

Jiang Chan restrained the deep thought in his eyes, and talked to Song Bingqing. Song Bingqing is now considered a martial artist. Her husband Feng Feiyang is very famous in the arena, and now she has a long experience following it.

Of course, more is to play the role of her think tank, her brain is a waste of unnecessary use. She also saw Jiang Chan during the dinner, and she was also surprised that Jiang Chan was walking with Feng Feishhuang.

However, after seeing Feng Feishhuang's care for Jiang Chan, Song Bingqing also roughly guessed Feng Feishhuang's thoughts.

Originally, she wanted to match her eldest brother with Xuan Yue. How did she know that the two were wrong, and after Jiang Chan was not in Yuncheng, Song Bingqing could only give up.

Now seeing Jiang Chan and Feng Feishhuang together, Song Bingqing felt that the world was tricking others. Turning around, it seems that Crescent Moon will eventually be her sister-in-law.

"Farewell to Yuncheng. We haven't seen each other in a few years." Song Bingqing took a sip of tea, his tone full of nostalgia.

"Indeed, seeing that you are living well now, I am also very comforted to be happy." If Crescent Moon saw this scene, it should be very happy.

"It's all thanks to you. If it were not for you, it is estimated that I would have died of illness a few years ago. Where can I still be?"

"This is also our destiny, or why don't I go somewhere else and just arrived in Yuncheng?" Jiang Chan lowered his eyes and said that it was destined, but it was actually not Crescent Moon's wish? Of course, in a sense, this is also a kind of fate.

"Yes, this is also our destiny." Song Bingqing smiled, and pulled the boy beside him: "This is my eldest son Feng Huaijin, Huai Jin, I have seen aunt Xuanyue."

Jiang Chan looked at the boy's expression: "Time flies so fast, your son is so old."

"Yes, if you hadn't been outside for a while, you would have settled down a long time ago." Song Bingqing hugged Feng Huaijin, testing Jiang Chan's thoughts: "Speaking of which, I still envy you. I can go out and see. Many different landscapes."

Jiang Chan smiled and said, "Each has its own benefits. You envy me traveling in mountains and rivers. It's good to be safe and joyful like you, just ask for benevolence."

Song Bingqing repeated: "Seeking benevolence and benevolence, yes, it is indeed seeking benevolence and benevolence."

Feng Huaijin stayed in Song Bingqing's arms after giving Jiang Chan a gift, her sullen eyes staring at Jiang Chan.

Jiang Chan glanced at the daunting Feng Huaijin: "I think Huai Jin's complexion is a little sallow~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Would you mind if I give him a pulse?"

Song Bingqing raised his eyebrows with joy: "Naturally, I can't ask for it. Yuncheng and Jiangnan are thousands of miles away. This child vomits up and down as soon as he gets here, and he hasn't had much energy these days."

"Let me see." After Jiang Chan diagnosed Feng Huaijin's pulse, "In this way, I'll give him acupuncture and moxibustion later, and I will prescribe a prescription for you tomorrow. If you follow this prescription to grab the medicine, this child just doesn't take it."

"It's nothing big, it will be better after eating." Song Bingqing naturally thanked him without mentioning it, Jiang Chan moved neatly, and Feng Huaijin was asleep in Jiang Chan's bed a quarter of an hour later.

Song Bingqing wanted to return to the room with Feng Huaijin, Jiang Chan stopped her movement: "You should rest. I just touched your wrist unconsciously. Congratulations, you are happy again."

"Really? How could it happen? When I was born Huai Jin, it was an accident. There has been no news in the past few years. I thought I would only have Huai Jin as a child in my life."

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