Even Ji Qingnian's heart that was used to the sufferings of the people would still feel endless sorrow and sadness.

Ji Qingnian stood up and stretched his waist, squinted his eyes and muttered to himself: "Now my uncle's illness has been completely cured. Mingyin and I may have to prepare to leave here. We haven't been home to see our father for a long time. I, a daughter, are really unfilial."

She suddenly remembered her father Ji Zhong who was alone in her hometown. After Ji Qingnian and Mingyin built the clinic, they were about to pull Ji Zhong up to live with them.

But unexpectedly, when the old man who had always been docile on weekdays heard this, he turned his back and refused to agree to come and stayed there. Seeing this, Ji Qingnian and Mingyin could only sigh and give up the plan.

Ji Qingnian shook her head and stopped thinking about the things about Chenzhima Rotten Skin Valley. Anyway, she will see her father soon, and it makes no sense to think about those things now.

She raised her head and looked out the window. The gray sky made her mood, which was originally quite happy, become gloomy again. She suddenly remembered something, frowned and said softly, "By the way, that guy Mingyin has been out for a long time, why haven't he come back yet? Didn't he just ask him to go out and find someone? Why can't he even do this little thing?"

When she thought of this, Ji Qingnian raised her feet and walked towards the gate. She planned to go out to see if Mingyin had returned.

The cold wind was blowing in the courtyard, and heavy snow like goose feathers fell from the sky, making Ji Qingnian's head full, but she didn't complain. A pair of narrow phoenix eyes stared at the snow road outside the Li Mansion, and her quiet and distant gaze seemed to be able to easily cross the layers of wind and snow.

Under Ji Qingnian's gaze, a figure suddenly appeared on the snowy road in the distance. The figure seemed to be walking towards the Li family. As he gradually approached, Ji Qingnian also saw it more and more clearly. It turned out that it was not one person, but two, a strong man and an old woman carrying it on his back.

Ji Qingnian stood there blankly, her rosy cheeks suddenly turned pale, she recognized the identities of the two people, one of which was Mingyin, and who else could the old woman who was carried by him besides aunt Suzhen?

Ji Qingnian lifted up the hem of her skirt with both hands, and then ran towards Mingyin. The snow on the road had accumulated very thickly at this moment. During the running, Ji Qingnian accidentally fell into it with one of her feet, and then she staggered and fell on the snow.

Ji Qingnian climbed up from the ground tremblingly. She forced herself to resist the urge to curse in her heart, and then continued to walk forward with a staggering step. Soon she saw Mingyin walking towards her.

"A Nian, aren't you in the Li family? Why did you get out?"

Mingyin saw Ji Qingnian walking towards him not far away at a glance, and asked in confusion.

Ji Qingnian ignored Mingyin's question, but pointed to Su Zhen behind him and asked softly: "What's wrong with Auntie? I asked you to go out and find someone, but you didn't come back for a long time. How can I feel at ease?"

Mingyin smiled awkwardly, then whispered behind him and said helplessly: "I've found the person, but my aunt didn't know what was going on, and she fainted in the snow."

Ji Qingnian glanced at Su Zhen on Mingyin's back and whispered: "Put down your aunt and let me see."

Mingyin nodded after hearing this, then gently supported the old man's body and placed her flat on the snow.

Seeing this, Ji Qingnian quickly stepped forward and squatted down. She grabbed Suzhen's wrist with one hand, then closed her eyes and felt the faint pulse carefully.

Ming Yin, who was standing beside him, sat on the ground, then looked at Ji Qingnian with a focused look on her face, and quietly waited for her to find the results.

Ji Qingnian let go of his hands and then took out a silver box from his arms. Mingyin looked over curiously at this time, and then found that the silver box was filled with dense silver needles.

"A Nian, do you have this trick? I thought only Ye Hanzhou could do it."

Mingyin leaned on his chin. He knew that he should not disturb Ji Qingnian at this time, but he still couldn't help but ask.

Ji Qingnian rolled his eyelids and replied indifferently: "It's all just basic skills in practicing medicine. Ye Hanzhou has hidden a lot. His medical skills are actually not much inferior to me. What's so strange about him when he can point acupuncture in silver needles."

When Mingyin heard this, he shouted in surprise: "No, you are the former imperial doctor personally enthroned by the Lord of the present. What kind of virtue Ye Hanzhou can do? How can that guy Ye Hanzhou compare with you?"

Ji Qingnian raised his head and glanced at Mingyin, then gave a serious lesson: "The Imperial Hospital in the Imperial Palace does symbolize the top level of Baixing's domestic medical technology industry, but the world is so vast, and there are countless strange people. Who can guarantee that there are no more powerful people in the world?"

Speaking of this, Ji Qingnian suddenly smiled thoughtfully, and then continued: "At least Ye Hanzhou's medical skills are definitely not worse than those old men in the Imperial Hospital, and he is even better than that. You underestimate others too much."

Hearing Ji Qingnian's words of lesson, Mingyin curled his lips disapprovingly. Obviously, he did not think that Ye Hanzhou's medical skills were as profound as possible.

Ji Qingnian took all the expressions on Mingyin's face into her eyes, but she didn't explain too much. She ordered Mingyin: "Come here, help me hold my aunt's head. I want to use silver needles to stimulate her acupoints and wake her up."

Mingyin was stunned when he heard this, and then he did not hesitate. He strode to Ji Qingnian, sat cross-legged beside Suzhen's head, and at the same time reached out to put Suzhen's head on his knees.

Ji Qingnian nodded with satisfaction, then clamped the silver needle with two fingers, and stabbed it into the human position between Suzhen's mouth and nose like a dragonfly.

Su Zhen's body suddenly trembled violently, Mingyin was at a loss. Ji Qingnian, who was standing beside him, quickly reminded: "Press her firmly and don't let the position of her head shift, and the aunt will wake up soon."

Mingyin quickly increased the force in his hand to prevent Suzhen's head from moving at all. Ji Qingnian took out several silver needles from the silver box in succession, and then pierced into some acupoints on Suzhen's neck one by one. After doing this, she patted her palms and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at the latter's reaction.

After a minute, Suzhen, who was in a coma, suddenly opened her eyes, Mingyin, who was holding her, looked surprised and was about to say hello, but Suzhen opened her mouth and vomited, and all the filthy things she vomited fell on Mingyin's clothes, causing his mouth to twitch and his face to be disgusted.

Mingyin was about to let go of his hands, but when he saw Ji Qingnian staring at him with a serious look on his face, he had to bite the bullet and continue to grab Suzhen's head tightly, but did not dare to make any abnormal movements.

"Well, where am I? A Nian."

After vomiting, Suzhen's mind became much more awake. She saw Ji Qingnian, who was so close to her, and immediately asked in a hoarse voice.

Ji Qingnian smiled at the latter and said softly: "Auntie, you fainted outside. Fortunately, I asked Ayin to come out to find you, otherwise you wouldn't know how long you would sleep in this ice and snow alone."

After saying that, Ji Qingnian winked at Ming Yin behind Suzhen, indicating that he could let go of his hands.

Seeing this, Mingyin immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then let go of his hands, rolled and crawled, and wiped his clothes with snow water with disgust, as if something particularly unclean was stuck to him.

His clothes were covered with Su Zhen’s vomit, and they emitted foul smells from time to time, making Mingyin’s face full of bitterness.

Su Zhen is still lying on the snow at this moment, so naturally she can't see the filth on Mingyin's body, and she can't see the latter's disgusting expression.

"I cooked in the kitchen. I didn't expect that I found that there was not enough firewood after halfway, so I gave the matter there to Ruhuan for the time being. I ran out to look for wood. I didn't expect to faint on the ground in the end. It seemed that I was really old and my body was not good enough."

Suzhen lay on the ground and smiled apologetically at Ji Qingnian, and explained softly.

Ji Qingnian waved his hand indifferently, then looked at Su Zhen and said softly: "Auntie, I have carefully checked your body just now. You should have been overworked recently. You will be fine in the rest of your life. It is not a serious illness, so don't worry."

When Su Zhen heard this, she felt relieved. Now her husband is seriously ill. If she suffers from any incurable disease, then the Li family will be over. Her daughter will be helpless in the future, so how can she survive?

Su Zhen glanced at Ji Qingnian and suddenly remembered her husband. She immediately asked with some anxiety: "By the way, A Nian, what disease did my old man suffer from? Is he still saved?"

Ji Qingnian smiled slightly, patted Suzhen's weak shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Auntie, don't worry. Since Ruhuan trusts me so much, I will invite me back. I said that I will help my uncle cure the disease in any case. Now my uncle is no longer in any major trouble. He will recover completely after about a month of cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Su Zhen was so excited that her body began to tremble. Her eyes instantly turned extremely red, and large turbid tears fell down the corners of her eyes on her clothes, but she didn't realize it.

When Ji Qingnian saw the latter's appearance, his nose was a little sore at the moment. The old man in front of him was often like her mother.
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