Chapter 73 Come Alive

In response to Mrs. Ding's spying, Qi Qian did not introduce Qin Liuxi's identity. He only said a few words, Qian's distinguished guest, and then picked up the tea cup.

Mrs. Ding heard the word "honored guest" and watched him pick up the teacup. She bowed wisely and left with her granddaughter. She glanced at Qin Liuxi a few more times before leaving.

"You don't seem to like this old lady very much."

Qi Qian and Mrs. Ding disappeared before looking at Qin Liuxi and saying something.

Qin Liuxi said: "I'm afraid you have an eye disease. How could you see that I don't like her?"

"Intuition." Qi Qian hypnotized himself in his mind. Don't argue with her. This is the little ancestor and you have to support her.

Qin Liuxi snorted and said, "Then your intuition is wrong. I just think that people's instinct to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune is innate, and it comes into play at critical moments."

Qi Qian frowned.

"Hurry up and let someone pass the food around. I'm hungry." Qin Liuxi automatically cut off the topic. He had nothing to say. Mrs. Ding was just a stranger to her.

As for whether Old Mrs. Qin wanted to take the route of Magistrate Ding to provide care for the exiled relatives, she had no control over it, but obviously, Old Mrs. Qin had no use for it.

As night fell, the inn was already brightly lit. Qin Liuxi had eaten and drank enough. He waved to Qi Qian and was about to go upstairs, but he heard a noise from the direction of the independent courtyard of the inn.

"What's going on over there?" Someone had already stood up and wanted to find out.

Qin Liuxi had no intention of watching the excitement and stepped upstairs.

Over in the backyard, someone rushed into the lobby and asked urgently if there was a doctor here. His master had fainted and needed a doctor urgently.

Qi Qian and others immediately looked at Qin Liuxi, coming to life.

Qin Liuxi stepped up the wooden stairs with one foot: "!"

Qi Qian saw that Qin Liuxi was not willing, so he said, "If Doctor Qin is tired, you can rest first."

The word "Doctor Qin" revealed Qin Liuxi's identity, and his eyes fell on her with surprise, doubt, and even surprise.

Is this young man a doctor?

The servant who rushed out didn't care whether Qin Liuxi was a real doctor or not. He seemed to be grasping a life-saving straw and said: "Master, if you understand Qihuang, why not go and see my master? It's better to save one life than to save seven." Super pagoda!”

Qin Liuxi: I, a member of Xuanmen, don’t want to be slaughtered!

"Sleeping after eating is not suitable for health care. It's better to go for a walk." Qin Liuxi took back his feet and glanced at Qi Qian.

Thank you very much for finding me a job!

The group of people walked to the single courtyard of the inn. In front of one of the small buildings, a woman with rich clothes and a haggard and sallow face was looking in with an anxious look on her face from time to time. Beside her, a little girl comforted her softly. Judging from the girl's clothes, she should be the girl next to Mrs. Ding, and Mrs. Ding was also two steps behind the two of them.

Seeing Qi Qian and the others coming in, Miss Ding let go of the woman, stepped forward and saluted Qi Qian, and said in a voice like an oriole: "Mr. Qi, this sister Zhou's husband-in-law had an emergency and passed away. I don't know. Is there anyone here who knows Qihuang who can help her? If so, please ask Mr. Qi to help, so that Sister Zhou’s urgent need can be solved.”

Qin Liuxi couldn't help but whistle. Who said women in the boudoir were too shy to see their foreign men? Looking at Miss Ding, she expressed herself very boldly.

Young Master, you see that I am beautiful and kind, I am warm-hearted and willing to help others, and I am anxious for others’ needs. I am indeed a beautiful wife from IKEA!

Mrs. Ding also accompanied the woman and said, "We have a servant who knows a little about Qihuang, but she can't figure out what's wrong with him."

"Sir, do you have a good doctor accompanying me to take care of my husband's pulse?" The woman surnamed Zhou saw Qi Qian's noble air, and she couldn't help but feel a little hopeful.