"..." The young man's eyes were filled with sadness, and he lowered his head and said nothing.
Seeing that the young man seemed to have something to hide, Luo Xishui stopped pressing and said softly: "Don't worry, it's very safe here. You can stay here to recuperate."
The young man looked at Luo Xishui with a serious face: "I will always remember the life-saving grace of the owner and my sister."
Luo Xishui smiled, seeing that his words were sincere and he still had a conscience: "What's your name?"
"Xiao Yao." The young man replied.
"My surname is Luo. You can call me Sister Luo, or you can call me Deacon Luo like everyone else." Luo Xishui said, Deacon is the general manager of the medical center.
"Sister Luo, can you meet the owner of the museum? I want to thank her for saving my life." The young man named Xiao Yao had a very serious attitude.
"Haha, no need for the moment. The owner of the hospital went out for something yesterday. When she has some free time, I will take you to see her. Just rest first." Luo Xishui is kind-hearted and treats others very well. He is the manager of Tianxue Medical Center.
The disciples all liked her.
Luo Xishui walked out of the room and heard her disciple say that Yue Qianxun was looking for her.
As soon as Xue Qing left, Yue Qianxun couldn't hold back her emotions. She disappeared without even saying hello. Yue Qian couldn't find Xue Qing, so she had to look for Luo Xishui.
"Where is your host?"
"The museum owner has his own reasons for going down the mountain, and I don't know about it now." Luo Xishui said to Yue Qianxun.
"What about my sword?" Yue Qianxun was of course eager to get the sword, and a handsome man like him was so anxious that his face turned red and his neck became thick, which was really ungraceful.
"Haha, Master Yue, don't worry. Before the master left, he told me that if Master Yue wants the sword, he will give it back to him." Luo Xishui chuckled. She looked at Yue Qianxun with her phoenix eyes. He was such a handsome guy. He was so angry.
So cute when she was there.
"Then why don't you give it to me!" Yue Qianxun was impatient and restless. In the past few years, he had been wandering around the world and met many women. He knew that if he met a woman, he would be in trouble.
Luo Xishui nodded slightly and gestured to Yue Qianxun: "Master Yue, please follow me."
Luo Xishui was helpless. After the five hundred taels of silver were exchanged, the owner of the museum specifically asked Yue Qianxun to take the initiative to ask for the sword before returning it. Perhaps Xue Qing held one in ten thousand hopes that Yue Qianxun gave up the sword in order to save face.
, the sword belongs to her.
Yue Qianxun finally got back the Shuiyun Sword, and then her heart dropped. She was in a good mood and had some free time: "Miss Xi Shui is a kind-hearted girl. She is truly the most beautiful and charming girl I have ever seen."
Yue Qianxun is a master of flirting. How could Luo Xishui withstand such ambiguous words? Her face instantly turned red and she lowered her head subconsciously: "Yue, Mr. Yue is joking. No matter how beautiful Xishui is, how can she compare to her?"
Go to the museum owner, the museum owner is the most beautiful and moving."
"Don't mention Nan Rong Xueqing, a woman with a sharp tongue. She is not worthy of the words gentle and virtuous. Miss Xishui is more beautiful." Yue Qianxun never forgets her charming and suave nature.
"Master Yue said this to the owner, Xishui is not happy." Although Luo Xishui's tone changed, there was no anger on his face. Instead, his palms were sweating unconsciously and his heart beat faster.
This thin-skinned girl was just fun to tease, but if it were Xue Qing, she would have been careless and started throwing punches, showing no respect for the handsome guy's human rights.
Yue Qianxun looked at Luo Xishui softly and said harmoniously: "Haha, Miss Xishui, now that I have the sword, I won't stay any longer. When Nanrong Xueqing comes back, say goodbye for me."