He ​​stretched out his hand to twist a bun and stuffed it into her mouth, "You are really different from the other girls next to you. How can you mention such boring things while eating such delicious buns?"

It's not boring, it's disgusting.

Xia Qianqian doesn’t want to either!

Who allowed her to live as a doctor in her previous life? She has become accustomed to it.

When I was a student, after my anatomy class, my nose was still filled with the lingering smell of formalin. I still carried my lunch box and rushed to the cafeteria to get some food.

Because once you miss the order, the variety of food in the canteen will be less, and sometimes some dishes will be sold out directly.

It takes a long way to eat outside the school, so there is no time to waste.

This situation becomes more common after going to work.

After getting on the operating table, my intestines and stomach were turned upside down, and I saw blood vessels, blood, and various lesions everywhere. For several hours, I got off the operating table. I was so hungry that I needed to replenish energy quickly. The first thing I did was to rush to the hotel.
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In this way, she has long been accustomed to this rhythm.

After hearing what he said, she continued eating the buns and didn't ask any more questions.

There were a total of six buns in the oil paper buns. She ate two and then stopped, "Have you eaten?"

"I'm not hungry, these are all for you."

"Then I'll put it away. Yuanbao loves to eat steamed buns. Let's wait until he comes back from school to eat them." Xia Qianqian muttered while wrapping the buns in oil paper, "Let others have a taste too."

"Don't worry, I bought it for them too." He reached out and opened another hidden compartment, where two oil paper bags were placed neatly.

Xia Qianqian was happy and couldn't help but praise, "Thank you, I didn't expect you to still think of my family."

This sentence is very useful to Ji Zimo.

"Your family is my family."

The Qing tent carriage arrived at the gate of the Xia family soon.

Xia Qianqian got off the carriage, carrying three oil paper bags in her hands.

The curtain of the car window opened, revealing his face. She raised her chin slightly and said worriedly: "You really don't need me to care?"

"No need." He was determined. "The test results came out and the stone was radioactive stone, so I put the stone in the lead box."

Yes, she has already informed him of the solution.

The rest of the things are not what she needs to consider.

"Okay, I understand."

Xia Qianqian returned home and when she put the oil paper bag in her hand on the table in the front hall, she regained consciousness.

He rode a green tent carriage and chased her through several streets just to deliver steamed buns to her?

So His Royal Highness, the wise king, who is busy with government affairs...

The corners of her mouth could not help but slowly turn up. She thought about him for a while, giggled for a while, and then came back to her senses.

Oh my god!

How could she, a well-informed woman, fall for a few buns?

Yes.

For such a profound person, we must investigate him carefully.

Returning to the study room in the backyard, she spread out the paper, hurriedly took out her computer, dug out the electronic versions of the two books "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "A Dream of Red Mansions", zoomed in, and quickly browsed the first two chapters.

Then I picked up the brush and started writing.

The Four Great Classics were her favorite books when she was a child. She had read them countless times, so it didn’t take much effort to transcribe them.

While I was concentrating on writing, there were rapid footsteps at the door.

Xia Qianqian stretched out her hand and put the Ruyi Bracelet into the computer. At the same time, Mr. Liu's figure appeared at the door.

"I remembered, I remembered."

Mr. Liu looked excited. He rushed to Xia Qianqian and said excitedly: "I finally remembered who the handkerchief belongs to."

As he spoke, his eyes began to scan the desk and fell on the "Surgery" textbook. He couldn't help but rub his hands and said, "It belongs to Marquis Pingyang."

"Marquis Pingyang?" She murmured to herself, "This name sounds familiar."

"Of course I'm familiar with you!" Mr. Liu sat down on a stool aside, shaking his head and said: "You girl, you are really not authentic."

"Marquis Pingyang is President Xi's husband and your biological father." Mr. Liu explained while joking: "You took a handkerchief from your biological father and asked me to guess the owner. Isn't that just teasing me."<

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"Really his?"

Her heart sank, and an indescribable emotion filled her heart, causing her mood to suddenly change.

"I can vouch for it, it must be his." Mr. Liu patted his chest and said, "In the past few days, I have been thinking about it, why do I have an impression of this veil?"

"At first, I thought it belonged to one of the empresses in the palace. After all, apart from His Highness, in the capital, I have been an official in the Imperial Hospital for so many years, mostly serving various empresses."

"But this veil is smokey green. Everything used by the ladies in the palace is more colorful. If I have ever used such a strangely colored veil, I will definitely remember it deeply."

"So, I thought about it again and again, and finally remembered that it was Marquis Pingyang. At the beginning, I was not familiar with Dean Xi."

"Eighteen years ago, the youngest daughter of Marquis Pingyang was kidnapped, and that daughter was you. Marquis Pingyang and his wife were so shocked that they fell on the bed, and I was ordered to go for treatment."

"I vaguely remember that Mrs. Xi has not yet recovered after giving birth and her symptoms have become more severe. When I checked her pulse, she suddenly sat up and was vomiting. Seeing this, the Marquis on the side rushed into the curtain and wiped her mouth with a wisp of handkerchief.

Then throw it on the ground."

Xia Qianqian frowned and said jokingly: "Mr. Liu, I can't even remember what I had for lunch yesterday, but you can still remember an inadvertent move made by the Marquis eighteen years ago."

Live with that veil?"

"I also forgot." Mr. Liu defended: "However, my wife was seriously ill at that time, and I didn't care about anything else. I personally bent down to pick up the handkerchief and checked the vomit on it in order to diagnose the condition."
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Mr. Liu changed his posture and said, "I'm getting older and can't remember things in the near future, but what happened more than ten years ago is strange, but I remember it more and more clearly."

"I was thinking about it last night, and a scene suddenly flashed through my dream. When I thought about it this morning, everything came to mind."

So, this veil really belongs to Marquis Pingyang.

Xia Qianqian fell into deep thought.

Mr. Liu on the side ignored her thoughts, his eyes fell on the "Surgery" on the table, and asked: "Can I take this book away?"

I had originally decided to give this book "Surgery" to Mr. Liu, so naturally I would not go back on my promise.

However, in order to express the importance of this book, there are some false scenes that still need to be explained.

Xia Qianqian stood up, picked up the "Surgery Book" on the table, and handed it to him solemnly, "Mr. Liu, this book is extremely precious, but I am willing to bear the pain and give it to you.",

"As long as Mr. Liu can make the best use of it and learn it, he can treat more patients who need treatment. In this way, Master's original intention of passing it on to me will be in vain."

When Mr. Liu heard what she said, he was very moved and quickly promised: "Girl, don't worry, if this book is so precious, I will find someone to copy it immediately. After finishing, I will return the book intact."
Chapter completed!