Chapter 1773 Extra Story: Whose Boy (4)

Slowly clenched the palm of his hand, tightly clenched the white porcelain medicine bottle in his palm.

On the medicine bottle, there is still her slight residual warmth.

Sorry I didn't recognize you right away.

If recognized, he—

No, he would still do that.

Pulling her in, covering her mouth and nose, threatening to silence her.

It's just that he will definitely not let her go so quickly.

A low laugh escaped from the man's mouth again, pale and bitter.

Two years, they have been separated for so long.

It's been so long since they saw each other again that they didn't recognize each other.

Moments later, the laughter stopped, and no one was left in the dark.

The Wujiang River suffered heavy losses, and the matter has been reported to the imperial court. After the initial chaos, the order of the entire county slowly returned.

The yamen's action is quite strong, especially after receiving the order from above, it has even increased the assistance to the common people.

In mid-October, the continuous rain finally stopped gradually, and the raging tide receded.

All that remains is to wait for the people's livelihood to be rebuilt.

It's just that the doctors in various medical centers are still busy, including Hongdou. There is still an endless stream of people who come to seek medical treatment.

Compared with patients, there are too few doctors, and they are constantly busy every day.

Because Hongdou is not a local, but a doctor who stays to help with benevolence, and there is no medical clinic of her own in the local area, so the yamen specially secluded a small room facing the street as a temporary medical clinic, which is attached to the big medical clinic for convenience. She diagnoses and treats the people, and it is also convenient for the people to get medicine nearby after prescribing prescriptions.

After the doctor had finished seeing a group of patients that day, Hong Dou looked at the sky and went to the snack shop in front to eat.

Walking out of the temporary hospital, the light outside should be brighter. Just like this, the body was overloaded and rushed over the cordon.

Seeing that she was about to fall to the ground, someone beside her helped her arm, saving her from the embarrassment of being disrespectful in the street.

"Thank you." Hongdou thanked subconsciously before he could see the person clearly.

There was no response, and the man let go of her arm gently after she stood still.

The sight in front of her eyes quickly recovered, and Hongdou looked around quickly, wanting to say a solemn thank you again, but her eyes suddenly froze in a certain place.

"Qiqi!" The words blurted out, Hongdou's heart pounded violently, and she rushed towards the back with red eyes.

Just a few steps in front of her, a man in Tsing Yi, with his back to her, is Qi Qi's back!

She will never be mistaken!

However, the man in front of her didn't give her any response, and continued to move forward, as if he didn't hear the call from behind.

Hongdou ran fast, and when he got close to the man, he stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm tightly, as if he was afraid that he would disappear by half again.

Pulling him around, his voice was already choked up, "Qiqi—"

The voice froze, and Hongdou's pupils dilated.

The man in front of him had a mask on his face, and his exposed eyes were indifferent and cold. When he looked at her, there was a faint doubt in his eyes.

"Girl, did you call me?"

The voice was hoarse and low, with a gritty texture, like quicksand in the palm of your hand.

Hongdou's heart was cold for a moment, and she slowly let go of the man's hand, the flush around her eyes had not subsided, and her face had already turned pale.

With a stiff smile on his lips, he said lightly to the man, "I'm sorry, I misidentified the person."

Qiqi in their family can't speak.

She was wrong, so similar to the back, she was wrong.

The look in Qi Qi's eyes when she looked at her would not be so calm or cold.

Qi Qiji treasured her, always afraid that she would be sad or unhappy, and never showed even a slightly serious expression in front of her.

Always slightly raised the corners of his lips, smiling at her.

This is not Qiqi.