On a May day, there are usually thunderstorms, and then there will be a break, and the sky will clear up after a while.

Unexpectedly, the rain kept falling all night long, and when dawn came, it still showed no signs of stopping.

Xia Qianqian got up, washed herself, and opened the window. The wind she faced was filled with coolness, mixed with the scent of earth and flowers.

On the ground of the yard, sycamore petals and fallen leaves were scattered all over the ground, and small puddles were formed on the uneven ground, with ripples.

Today, the weather is bad.

Li Yunniang and others did not come out of the stall.

As soon as she stood in front of the window, Li Yunniang's voice came from the kitchen, "Qianqian, wash your hands quickly, it's time to eat."

"Oh!"

She went out, ran and jumped along the eaves to the kitchen.

There are several plates and bowls on the table.

Rice porridge, fresh bamboo shoots and pickles, stir-fried vegetables, big steamed buns, and a bowl of hot milk for each person.

Li Yunniang explained: "We didn't go out to the stall today, so the guys from Juwanglou brought the remaining milk to the house, so we could drink it ourselves!"

"Okay!" Xia Qianqian greeted: "There is a lot of milk over there. From now on, we must ensure that everyone has a bowl of milk every day. Drink more milk and stay in good health."

Yuanbao's child likes to drink milk tea and even more pure milk.

Hearing Xia Qianqian's words, Little Short Legs ran over, held the bowl, and took a big sip, "It tastes really good!"

He smacked his mouth with satisfaction, "It tastes so good. Sister..."

He called out, "Please take me back to Fu'an Village another day. I miss our home."

"Okay, when the weather clears and the ground becomes better, I will take you back."

The five of them sat down at the dining table and ate happily.

As soon as Xia Qianqian put down her bowls and chopsticks, Mr. Liu's call rang out in the courtyard, "Girl Xia!"

Xia Qianqian stood up in a hurry, "Mom, Mr. Liu is going to diagnose the young master today and perform acupuncture. I'm going to help. It may take a long time. You don't have to worry about me about lunch. Mo Mansion will take care of the food."

"Okay!" Li Yunniang said: "You must learn from Mr. Liu Haosheng."

"Oh!"

Xia Qianqian held up an oil-paper umbrella, picked up the surgical bag that had been sterilized last night, and went out.

Mr. Liu led her towards Mo Mansion and said with a troubled face: "Girl Xia, Dean Xi is here..."

Xia Qianqian was stunned and followed him closely, "The college has a ten-day holiday. Dean Xi said he would go to Daqing Temple to pray for blessings, and he came back so soon."

Mr. Liu turned around and glanced at her meaningfully without saying a word.

The two passed through the small door and walked along the bluestone path to the front hall.

In the distance, a moon-white figure stood under the eaves.

In the haze of mist and rain, he stood there, with a gust of breeze blowing by, his clothes fluttering, as if he was about to ascend to immortality at any time.

Xia Qianqian felt anxious without realizing it, and trotted forward. Before she could put down the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, he was the first to come up to her and took her umbrella.

"Did you have breakfast?" he asked.

Because he knows that she has been too tired recently.

Sometimes if you oversleep in the morning, you will be hungry.

"Eat!" She replied softly: "Mom didn't go out to the stall today, so we ate together."

His eyes fell on her head inadvertently. Xia Qianqian stretched out her hand to touch it, feeling a little embarrassed, "The oil-paper umbrella was a bit worn and leaked. It was so short that her hair got wet."

"Go in first!"

He turned around and walked inside. When he stepped into the house, he walked straight to the basin shelf, picked up a dry square towel and handed it to her, "Wipe it quickly!"

Xia Qianqian took the square towel and wiped it with a smile, "Everything is ready and you can start at any time."

She said, putting the surgical bag in her hand on the table.

I looked up and saw that the hall was filled with people.

Sitting on the Eight Immortals chair in the center is Xi Yalan. Behind her, Grandma Rong stands with her hands tied in a formal manner.

On the row of chairs on her left side, the first person is Hebei, followed by Lei Jie.

Opposite him, Mr. Liu was sitting. Geng Zhong was standing beside the pillar.

In the hall, everyone looked solemn, and the atmosphere was extremely dull.

Xia Qianqian put down the square towel that she had used to wipe her hair, stepped forward to greet everyone, and said, "Bless you all, sir."

Xi Yalan resisted the urge to stand up and waved to her, "Come here!"

Xia Qianqian moved her steps slightly and walked up to her.

Xi Yalan held her hand and looked her up and down, "I haven't seen you for five days, why are you looking bruised now?"

Bruised?

Xia Qianqian touched her eyes with her fingers in panic, and said to herself: "Maybe I stayed up late and did some work recently, so I have dark circles. It's okay, just apply it and it will be fine."

"You kid!" Xi Yalan's hand unconsciously touched her face.

She couldn't understand the unfamiliar words that came out of her mouth, but as long as she heard her daughter's voice, she felt sincerely happy.

The interaction between the two was so intimate that the unsuspecting people around them cast doubtful looks.

Xia Qianqian hurriedly pressed Xi Yalan's hand and warned: "Dean Xi, I have something to do today. You must be tired when you come back from Daxing Temple."

She withdrew her hand from hers cautiously, "How about you go back and rest, and when you come to my house tomorrow, I will invent a few new dishes and make you some delicious desserts?"

Upon hearing her daughter's idea, Xi Yalan was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.

Looking sideways at Hebei who was making the move, she said quietly: "I came to Mo Mansion today because I heard some things, so I came here to ask you for confirmation."

This...

There are many opportunities for verification.

Today is the time for her to perform surgery on He Hongfei.

She set the time for the operation at 6 o'clock in the morning, which is equivalent to nine o'clock in modern times.

This surgery time is more in line with her past habits and should not be missed.

Therefore, Xia Qianqian was anxious and said, "Let's talk slowly tomorrow. Mr. Liu and I have something to do, so I'll go upstairs first."

"Wait!" Xi Yalan suddenly grabbed Xia Qianqian's sleeve, "Are you going to operate on Mr. He?"

Xia Qianqian looked sideways and answered truthfully, "Yes!"

"Then I must talk to you first!" She held her hand and didn't let go.

Xia Qianqian looked at Hebei and then at Xi Yalan, "If something happens, let's talk about it after the operation, okay?"

"No!" Xi Yalan said firmly.

When Hebei heard this, he became furious instantly. He slapped the table and stood up, "Mrs. Hou, what on earth do you want to do? Do you want to cut off my son's last vestige of life?"

Hebei has suffered from years of infamy, and he also has some resentment in his heart. "I know that you have been dissatisfied with me for so many years! During the Ziwei Tower Incident, I was responsible for guarding the safety of the imperial city."

"You only know that the guards of Xiahou Mansion are weak, which led to the traitors sneaking into the house and kidnapping your child, causing her to suffer all the way and eventually falling into the Fu'an River."
Chapter completed!