Whether it is science or metaphysics, Li Qinzai thinks it is good news, the kind that is worth going to the temple and willing to donate money for incense. {What? You don’t know yet|.Read.ＯＭ, read the chapter without mistakes|Hurry up and Google it}
The two sons in the family are enough, and I just want to have a daughter and hold her in my hands.
Seeing Li Qinzai suddenly beaming with joy, Jin Xiang couldn't help but wonder: "Does your husband like your daughter very much?"
"Of course I do, my daughter is the treasure in my father's heart."
Although he didn't know whether he would have a boy or a girl in the future, Jin Xiang was still inexplicably relieved.
"My husband... is really different from others," Jin Xiang said with a smile: "Other families pay attention to spreading branches and spreading leaves, having more children, and having more children. Anyone who has a daughter is despised, but my husband doesn't seem to pay attention to this."
Li Qinzai said with a smile: "I have a son to inherit the family business and title, so I don't have to worry about having no heirs. I don't mind if all the women in our family have daughters in the future. On the contrary, I am very happy."
Jinxiang turned over and hugged him, and said with a chuckle: "No matter whether it is a boy or a girl, our family will always have more children. The husband has created such a huge family business, and has the grace of the saints that has not faded for hundreds of years. All these need to be inherited by the children.
My concubine and sisters can’t hold you back, it’s always good to have more babies for your husband.”
"It's not necessary to have too many children. Just let things happen. You want to have more children. I'm the one who's tired."
Jin Xiang smiled and said: "My husband doesn't seem to refuse, but he actually likes it."
After a pause, Jin Xiang seemed to remember something, and pretended to be casual: "My husband has been thinking about that Jin Miracle Doctor for a long time, right?"
Li Qinzai was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Jin Xiang snorted: "You're still pretending! When I and Sister went to Luoyang, what did you and Doctor Jin do?"
Li Qinzai was furious: "You, how can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air..."
"Husband, dare you swear?"
"I swear that Hongbi has been single for thirty years, and that I and Divine Doctor Jin are innocent and will never be disrespectful." Li Qinzai said seriously.
Jinxiang was so angry that he punched him hard: "It's really hard to be your son. He is single for no reason. Hongbi provokes whoever he wants! This kind of oath should not be made indiscriminately. If it comes true, there will be no place to cry.
Hongbi is your eldest son and will inherit the title in the future. If he is single, our family will have no hope."
As he spoke, Jin Xiang said quietly: "I and my sister are not jealous of each other. Even if my husband has anything to do with Divine Doctor Jin, our backyard is just a few sisters, so why should I hide it from you?"
Li Qinzai thought about it carefully, did he really have feelings for Kim Dayeon?
From the time we met and got along with her, it was always smooth. Jin Dayan's personality was already cold, so the two of them got along more like gentlemen and friends.
Of course, men are actually very tolerant of so-called feelings, mainly because of their appearance.
There is no so-called pure friendship between men and women, unless one of them is really ugly, so ugly that the other party has no desires and no evil thoughts.
In terms of appearance and figure alone, Kim Dayeon is very suitable for Li Qinzai's taste. She still regrets that she was drunk that night and broke up. He clearly did something to her, but he can't remember it at all.
As his thoughts drifted further and further, Li Qinzai couldn't help but have a rippling smile on his lips.
Li Qinzai's status was not directly proportional to the number of wives and concubines. All the dignitaries in Chang'an City had many wives and concubines. If a person walked in his yard and met his concubine, he might not even remember her name.
As for Duke Li, he only had a pitiful two or three wives, and the huge backyard was as empty as if it were haunted.
So, is it too much to have one more miracle doctor?
It’s not excessive at all, and it can live a long life.
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I tossed until almost dawn before falling asleep, and slept until the afternoon before waking up.
After being dressed by the maid, Li Qinzai felt that his legs were a little weak when he walked out of the room.
I got a little carried away last night, so I have to ask the cook to roast some pork kidneys today to make up for it.
I walked out of my room and sat in the yard, boredly thinking about what to do today. I saw that it was already afternoon and it would be dark soon. It seemed that I couldn't do anything today.
Very good. At least Xianyu can still bask in the sun during the day. Li Qinzai is not even as good as Xianyu now.
As she was sitting in a daze, Jin Dayan walked out of the house and saw Li Qinzai sitting in the yard. Jin Dayan subconsciously turned around and tried to hide away, then paused and walked into the yard.
Li Qinzai is not embarrassed. He did whatever he should have done anyway. There is no repentance, and escape is even less possible. So he just acted like a gangster. What?
When the two people's eyes met, Jin Dayan turned her head subconsciously, but when she saw the smile in Li Qinzai's eyes, Jin Dayan didn't know whether it was anger or shame. She tried hard to restrain the urge to avoid his gaze and looked directly at him, unwilling to be outdone.
Glancing at him, Jin Dayan suddenly said coldly: "You are weak again."
Li Qinzai was stunned for a moment, then coughed loudly.
Is there some kind of occupational disease that must happen to me? Besides... I’m really good at reading people!
When talking about her major, Jin Dayan became much more calm, but she still looked cold and indifferent.
"Although you are young, you still have to take care of your health. Otherwise, you don't have to wait until you are old, even in your forties or fifties, especially for people like you..." Jin Dayan said calmly.
Li Qinzai was stunned: "What kind of person am I?"
"A man with a lot of wives and concubines at home...well, a rich man."
Li Qinzai gritted his teeth, woman, you are playing with fire.
Looking at the sky, Li Qinzai suddenly said strangely: "It's afternoon now, you didn't go to the medical clinic? Could it be that it went bankrupt due to poor management?"
Jin Dayan's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, and she said calmly: "I'm too tired. I want to take a rest today. The hospital is closed for the day."
Li Qinzai knew clearly that the salted fish lifestyle was contagious, and miracle doctors were not exempt from it.
Not paying attention to the gloom in Jin Dayan's eyes, Li Qinzai nodded and said: "It's okay to rest. Doctors are not animals and cannot rest all day long. In the future, we might as well set a rule, such as the medical clinic opening five days and taking two days off."
"Or the hospital hires two more doctors to work in shifts. The courtiers have a day off every month. Why can't the doctors take a rest?"
Jin Dayan hummed, feeling that the two of them had nothing to talk about again, so she turned and left.
Walking out of the backyard, Jin Dayan ducked to the archway, leaned her back against the cold wall, raised her head and exhaled softly.
When she was chatting with Li Qinzai just now, she didn't know how much courage it took to keep her expression calm.
After that night, Jin Dayan had a psychological change for some unknown reason. Every time she saw Li Qinzai, she always felt hot all over, and something seemed wrong from her hair to her toes.
It was the same just now. Even though it was just a few words, she seemed to have used all her strength to prevent him from noticing anything unusual. No one knew how fast her heartbeat was just now.
Why on earth was it that, even though the two of them could interact as normal friends, everything seemed to go wrong after they got drunk that night.
"I must be sick..." Jin Dayan murmured and sighed.
The three fingers of her right hand subconsciously touched the pulse of her left wrist. Jin Dayan stood outside the arch and quietly diagnosed her own pulse.
If we don’t know the origin of love, is there any medicine in the world?