"Then this new technology..."

Liu Lao said with greedy eyes: "I'll give it to the young master. Will he be able to get rid of his fever quickly?"

"Yes!" Xia Qianqian admitted: "It is much faster than taking those decoctions orally."

"Are you going to teach me all these skills?" Mr. Liu now calls himself "I" when talking to Xia Qianqian.

"Yes!" Xia Qianqian secretly glanced at Ji Zimo, "Sometimes, when dealing with male patients, there are differences between men and women, so I can't get started directly."

"Then..." Mr. Liu was extremely excited, "Since Miss Xia wants to teach me something, she will be my master from now on."

Studying medicine as a disciple was something Mr. Liu had thought about for a long time when he faced Xia Qianqian.

"How can I, a little girl, call you my apprentice? Mr. Liu, you are trying to break me!"

"Girl, don't refuse. I have made great achievements in Chinese medicine. But girl, your achievements in surgery far exceed mine."

Mr. Liu said sincerely: "I don't have a chance to have your mysterious master. As long as I become a disciple of you, I am considered a disciple of the old gentleman."

"Our age is not suitable..."

"A teacher is a wise person, so why should you care about your age?"

Xia Qianqian: "..." For a moment, she didn't know how to refuse.

"If you don't speak up, I'll assume you acquiesce."

Old Liu put the things on the table into his arms and said, "I will hold a glorious apprenticeship banquet someday."

Lest she refuse again, Mr. Liu would run away in a hurry.

As soon as the fever-reducing needle was inserted into the body and a stick of incense was burned, the young master's fever was gone.

Mr. Liu was amazed, and his admiration for Xia Qianqian became more and more obvious.

In fact, Xia Qianqian doesn't mind passing on the knowledge she has learned to others, but it is really uncomfortable for someone of such an age to call her master.

In her heart, she was even more afraid that Mr. Liu would feel uncomfortable.

Now it seems that Mr. Liu is an old scholar in ancient times, but he is not old-fashioned and is a very open-minded person.

She was very happy that he was so eager to learn.

He was willing to recognize her as his teacher, so she no longer objected.

As the sun set, the young master finally woke up.

He struggled to get up and sat on the bedside. When Xia Qianqian looked at him, she was still feeling groggy and unable to cheer up.

She sat on the small stool next to the bed, looked at him, and explained with sincerity: "Rehabilitation training is like nothing else. It is a long process that requires persistence. How can you get good results if you are so eager for quick success and quick gains?"

He Hongfei's eyes averted and his face flushed, "The war at the border is tense, and my father left in a hurry. I am very worried, and my heart is so deep that no one can match it."

Xia Qianqian was silent for a while, "I can't understand your mood. I'm just telling the truth. If you want to recover quickly, you still need to take it step by step."

After a few simple words, she stood up and left.

Behind him, he suddenly called her, "Have you ever cared about your father?"

This is the first time that He Hongfei talks to her about Xia Chi.

Xia Qianqian turned around and took a deep breath, "Since he abandoned us, what's the point of me missing him anymore?"

"It is said that all your abilities are inherited from your father?"

His words were somewhat provocative.

Xia Qianqian's heart tightened, "Some of them came from my father, and some of them were taught by my master."

"Actually, I know your father."

"You have never talked about him with me." Xia Qianqian said to herself.

"I've been waiting for you to ask."

He Hongfei seemed to have made a lot of determination, "When I was in Fanshan, I suffered inhuman treatment, and he helped me secretly. Therefore, the injuries on my body may seem serious, but in fact they are not life-threatening."

Seems serious?

Xia Qianqian looked at He Hongfei with her eyes, wondering if this boy had been tortured to death. Why did he think that such an injury was still a minor injury?

"Then...he's pretty good to you." Her words were cold.

She is not enthusiastic either.

After all, she didn’t have much impression of who Xia Chi was and what her previous relationship with the original owner was.

"His medical skills are not as good as yours!" He Hongfei stared straight at her, and his hand on the quilt slowly slid down to the side of his body, seeming to touch the injection site under the quilt.
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He really misunderstood.

Xia Qianqian's eyes clarified and she explained seriously: "Not only am I good at technique, I also teach well. Today, His Highness the King Xian is treating you. If you want to thank him, you should thank him."

The light in his eyes suddenly went out, "Oh, let me just say, how could he..."

How could he let her do such a thing.

"Have a good rest!"

He didn't say anything.

She then concluded that he understood.

After leaving the door of the wing, under the sycamore tree, a young man in a moon-white brocade robe slowly turned around, looked at her, and pursed his lips with a smile.

Under the sunset, that smile instantly healed all people's unhappiness and sorrow.

"Let's have dinner together." He was inviting her.

"It's time for my mother and the others to come back."

"I have told her that tonight, your dinner is in my charge."

"This sentence sounds a bit like a domineering president."

"What is a domineering president?"

Xia Qianqian couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud, "You look like a domineering president now."

"Then..." He stepped forward and held her wrist, "I will be more domineering later."

"The domineering president is a noun, not an adjective."

"Who taught you these incomprehensible words in your mouth? I'm going to ask you tomorrow."

"I created them all myself."

"Are you so awesome that you can even create your own words?"

"It's not that I'm weird. Originally, all words were created by people. When they are given special meanings and recited by people, they gradually become familiar to people."

"Then I'll take you to create vocabulary."

He took her hand and got into the carriage outside the door.

The green tent carriage galloped away, passing through the streets of Jiangcheng, exiting the city gate, and galloping on the country roads.

"Where are we going?" Xia Qianqian lifted the car curtain and looked out, feeling pleasantly surprised for a moment.

To be honest, the nights in ancient times were not peaceful.

Therefore, as soon as night fell, she was ordered by Li Yunniang to stay at home and was not allowed to go out.

The only few times I stayed outside at night, I encountered danger.

Fu'an River drowned, Cao Ran was rescued in the wilderness, Yunlan Villa was hijacked...

Therefore, the night she was obsessed with became a harbinger of danger.

However, there is danger, but there is also a charming night scene, which is completely different from the scenery during the day.

"You'll know later." He deliberately let it slip.

Xia Qianqian was secretly happy. Could it be that he had prepared a ceremonial proposal ceremony for her?

At night?
Chapter completed!