As professional professors, they were helpless. How could she, a little girl, do it?
Bo Xilang and others looked at Lanxi Creek, curious, but also a little embarrassed.
They didn't believe her, but she actually did it...
Under everyone's gaze, Lan Xixi stood up calmly and explained:
"There is no special method. Doesn't the old man have a heart disease? I pressed the Neiguan point.
When I was young, my grandma told me that this acupoint can treat angina pectoris, myocarditis, rheumatic heart disease, bradycardia, arrhythmia, shock, fainting... and other symptoms, so I gave it a try."
I see.
Unexpectedly, in the end, old tricks saved the old man.
Everyone's views on Lan Xixi have changed one after another.
She seemed ordinary and ordinary, not as dazzling as Lan Jiao, but she saved the old man twice.
Perhaps, she is not so useless.
Afterwards, at the dinner table, everyone had a good attitude and started chatting with Lan Xixi:
"Miss Third, can I call you Xixi? I see the news about you and Xilang is so sweet, I'm so jealous."
"Yeah, before I thought you were just having fun or showing off. I was also envious of the photo of you eating hot pot."
"How's it going? Is Xilang pretty good? I've always thought that this kid is gentle and caring."
The three aunts and the seven eldest wives each say one sentence.
Lan Xixi glanced at Bo Xilang who was serving her soup.
Maybe he didn't completely stand by her and trust her before, but he did a good job by not pulling her out immediately and asking her.
She raised a smile and said: "Well, Mr. Bo is very nice. Many things are more thoughtful than I thought. I am very happy to be with him. I am also lucky to meet him."
No matter what happened before, at least this time in prison, he was her salvation.
These words are too heavy.
Bo Xilang looked at her innocent and grateful look, and his face almost darkened.
He was also the one who almost pushed her into hell, and he was two days late in saving her, and it was for his own selfish reasons, yet she regarded him as her lucky star...
Involuntarily, he changed the subject:
"Eat more vegetables and you will lose weight."
"Yeah, you eat too." Lan Xixi lowered her head to eat.
Her smile, joy, cheerfulness, and affirmation of Bo Xilang fell into Bo Zhanye's eyes, and his amber black eyes became darker and darker.
After meal.
Bo Xilang still wants to accompany the old man.
Lan Xixi was worried that Yaya would be scared if she woke up and no one would be seen, so she quietly slipped away alone.
As soon as I walked out of the main courtyard, a noble and slender figure came from the opposite side.
It was Bo Zhanye whom she least wanted to meet!
She quickly organized her thoughts and said hello calmly: "Uncle Ninth."
The voice was very light and cold.
Bo Zhanye raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his lips coldly: "Have a good relationship with Bo Xilang? Do you have this kind of attitude toward me?"
if not?
Lan Xixi looked at him with extremely cold eyes:
"What kind of attitude does Uncle Jiu want from me? I think I respect you quite a lot. Besides, I do have a good relationship with Young Master Bo. Thank you for Uncle Jiu's concern."
After saying that, she stepped forward to leave.
Bo Zhanye's handsome face was like frost. He raised his hand, held her wrist, and stared at her:
"I don't seem to have offended you, huh?"
Offended? Of course not.
Lan Xixi said ridiculously: "What did Uncle Jiu say? Who am I, and who is Uncle Jiu, how could he offend me? I can't bear it. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
This time, without waiting for him to ask again, she let go of his big hand and walked away directly.
Petite figure, no pause, polite.
Bo Zhanye's slender figure stood on the spot, his breath cold.
His attitude toward Bo Xilang was so good that his eyes glowed, but he was indifferent and distant to him.