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Chapter 274 Children's Words

"You're here." He looked down at Yan'er and said.

"Uncle, let's go find aunt." Yan'er said, holding his hand.

Uncles and aunts...

Chang Yuncheng's smile was a little bitter.

"Yan'er, don't call me aunt again." He said softly.

"Why?" Yan'er stared, looking unhappy.

"Because she is no longer your aunt." Chang Yuncheng said, reaching out and stroking Yan'er's hair.

"Uncle doesn't want aunt anymore?" Yan'er shouted.

"My uncle doesn't deserve her." Chang Yuncheng said with a smile and patted her head, "Yan'er, be good, don't call her that, it's not good for her."

Yan'er glared at him and pushed his hand away angrily.

"I don't want it, she is my aunt!" she shouted and ran away.

The girls and servants saw that Chang Yuncheng, rather than saying he was apologetic, looked displeased as if he had made my young lady unhappy and walked away.

Chang Yuncheng looked at the direction in which Yan'er ran away.

How wonderful it is to be a child, to be able to run towards her without restraint...

Yan'er came to Qianjin Hall, but did not see Qi Yue.

"Yan'er is here!" The disciples, who were familiar with her, greeted her enthusiastically.

"Can you help me?" Yan'er said like a little adult.

The disciples laughed.

"Master is in the Wang family's garden." After some joking, everyone told her, "Wait here and I'll be back in a while."

But Yan'er didn't want to wait.

"Is it Wang Qiaoer's garden?" she asked nervously, jumping down from her chair.

Everyone nodded.

"That's not okay, that bad guy's family, my aunt will be bullied by her." Yan'er said, turning around and walking away.

The disciples laughed from behind.

Who can bully your aunt? It would be better if your aunt didn't bully others...

Qi Yue, wearing a mask and gloves, slowly scraped off the penicillium on the rotten melon with a small bamboo grate.

Several disciples stood around quietly and watched.

"Just like this, put all the scraped Penicillium into the culture medium." Qi Yue said while pouring the scraped Penicillium into a small plate next to it.

This is distilled water.

"Can penicillin be extracted in this way?" A disciple couldn't help but asked curiously.

Qi Yue stopped.

Of course...can't.

"Try it," she said.

Everyone suddenly became happy.

"Penicillium is enough. Now let's concentrate on making culture fluid." Qi Yue said.

The disciples responded yes.

"The temperature in the incubator must be maintained carefully," Qi Yue warned again, "otherwise the culture medium produced will not be good."

The disciples responded and left in confusion.

The room became quiet, and the midday sun fell on Qi Yue who was sitting on the chair. She was stirring the small utensils intently.

"We don't have a microscope. Who knows if the spore suspension is up to standard..." She muttered, but her hands kept on laughing to herself. She guessed it was about the same. She stopped, filled the dropper with a hollow feather, and sucked in a little bit of the dropper.

in another vessel.

Here is the culture medium for boiling carrots.

As soon as I finished loading a container, I heard noises outside, accompanied by children screaming and crying.

Yan'er reached out and grabbed Wang Qiaoer's hair.

"...It's my aunt, it's my aunt, not your stepmother!" she screamed.

Wang Qiao'er didn't expect that the girl would suddenly pounce on her. She jumped anxiously and stretched out her hand to grab Yan'er's hair without showing any signs of weakness.

"...Who wants her to be a stepmother! She has a great idea! I haven't agreed yet!" she shouted.

Yan'er ignored it. She only heard that her aunt was going to be the stepmother of this annoying girl, and she felt angry and sad. Then she thought of Chang Yuncheng's words not to call her aunt, which further confirmed her guess.

"You are a bad guy, you are a bad guy, my aunt doesn't want you!" She grabbed Wang Qiaoer's hair and shook it and shouted.

Wang Qiaoer felt humiliated at the disadvantage at the hands of a child who was younger and uglier than herself.

"Look at how ugly you are, who would be willing to be your aunt!" she shouted and pushed her hard.

She was one year older after all, so she pushed Yan'er to the ground.

"I am so beautiful and my father is also beautiful. Of course she is crying and begging to be my stepmother." Wang Qiaoer said with a snort.

The fight between the children here attracted the girls and servants who were a few steps behind to rush over.

Finally, someone came to break up the fight, and the disciples who were standing not far away to prevent the naughty children from running into the laboratory breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why are you kid like this...Why are you bullying others...Why are you bullying my young lady..."

"Hey, why are you so unreasonable? It was obviously your young lady who did it first..."

"Who is it? You saw it with that eye... Where did it come from? You are so uncultured..."

"You are so uneducated..."

"Who are you talking about? What are you doing?"

"I'll take action, whatever happens..."

The disciples were dumbfounded as they watched the servants, women and girls on both sides fight each other.

Is this... what about trying to stop a fight?

How can there be such a modern person...

Qi Yue came out and saw such a scuffle scene.

"Tell me, why are you fighting?" she asked, looking at Yan'er and Wang Qiao'er who were separated.

"Can you take care of me?" Wang Qiaoer snorted, covering her messy hair with her hands.

"Auntie..." Yan'er pulled her and cried, her hair also disheveled, "Don't you want Yan'er..."

Qi Yue was confused by what she said.

"I just don't want you, you ugly guy!" Wang Qiaoer said with a bit of pride.

"Go away." Qi Yue glared at her, "How do you look good? Take a photo of yourself! Besides, what does good or bad appearance have to do with you? What are you proud of? It's just what your parents gave you. It's you who want to be proud of it.

My parents are proud of themselves, so why bother you?"

Wang Qiaoer stared at him.

This, this stinky woman….

She sighed, turned around and ran away.

Qi Yue took Yan'er, who was crying, to wipe her face and adjust her hair and clothes.

"Aunt, are you still Yan'er's aunt?" Yan'er asked while holding her in tears.

"Yes." Qi Yue smiled.

"You won't be someone else's stepmother, will you?" Yan'er asked sobbing.

Qi Yue laughed at the question.

"Don't listen to that kid's nonsense." She smiled.

Although Yan'er was young, she knew that this was not the answer she wanted.

The reason why an aunt is an aunt is because of her uncle. If she doesn't want her uncle, then she can't be her aunt anymore.

My aunt is going to be the stepmother of that bad guy Wang Qiaoer...

From now on, it has nothing to do with me...

Yan'er cried even more when she thought of this.

"Auntie, you won't let uncle go, right?" She asked Qi Yue's sleeve tightly, crying.

Qi Yue was dumbfounded by her question.

"I will always be Yan'er's aunt." She smiled.

"Really?" Yan'er asked.

Really, you will understand when you are older, Qi Yue smiled and nodded.

Only then did Yan'er burst into tears and laugh.

Xie's carriage drove away from the city gate, Chang Yuncheng turned around and looked at the people who came to see him off.

Only Chang Chunlan and Yan'er...

Of course, this is not about Xie's face, but about my own face.

"Sister, go back," he said.

Chang Chunlan nodded.

"Come back?" she asked.

"No, I plan to take care of my mother and leave directly from Shanning Mansion." Chang Yuncheng replied.

"Take care of yourself outside." Chang Chunlan said.

Yan'er ran over and took Chang Yuncheng's hand.

"Uncle, uncle, don't worry, I've already asked my aunt, and she said she won't want you," she said happily.

Although I know it's meant to coax a child, it still sounds very happy.

Chang Yuncheng smiled and reached out to touch her head.

"That's great, uncle is so happy," he said.

Yan'er cheered for joy.

"I will definitely tell my aunt," she said.

Chang Chunlan turned her head and wiped her tears gently.

Because of Xie's injury, the carriage moved very slowly.

"Why is that Dr. Zhou like this!" Mrs. Xie complained as she lifted the car curtain, "We invited him here, why did he leave us alone?"

"Didn't he look at it and say that my mother is fine? It's enough that Dr. An is here." Chang Yuncheng said.

"I think he doesn't care even if your mother has something to do." Madam Xie said with a snort, looking back at the gate of Yongqing Mansion, "He only cares about that woman!"

Chang Yuncheng also looked back, really wanting to see that woman again...

"Ms. Qi, you really don't want to go to the capital with me?" Doctor Zhou asked, with a look of regret on his face.

"No." Qi Yue replied without hesitation, pushing the tea cup over, "Mr. Zhou, you have been talking for several days and your voice has become hoarse. Drink more water."

Doctor Zhou looked helpless.

"The capital is so much fun." He added unwillingly, thinking of something else and winking at Qi Yue, "There are a lot of young men."

Qi Yue had a dark look on her face.

"These are free for you. Please forgive me for not being able to accompany you. I still have a class to teach." She said, pushing a thick stack of Qianjintang advertisements to him, and picked up the book to see him off.

Doctor Zhou curled his lips, so he said that dealing with women is troublesome. Men are only tempted by money, power and sex, but what about women? What temptations do they use? Women know how to love their families, which is really annoying!

We can only think about it in the long term. Doctor Zhou angrily grabbed the pile of papers and left Qianjin Hall.

"Are these... really important?" He shook one of the sheets and looked at the writing on it, "Disinfection? Sterilization, prevention of infection... Can infection be prevented?"

"Let, let, let, let..." someone shouted on the street.

Several people carried a wounded person and ran away.

Doctor Zhou stepped aside and watched the group of people move forward across the Qianjin Hall.

"Hey, here are the people who can save lives and cure diseases." He couldn't help shouting, and shook his head, "It's not a matter of life..."

The person who was far away could not hear his words. If he heard them, Dr. Zhou would probably be beaten.

"Brother, people say Qianjintang is the best at treating bruises and bruises..." One of them couldn't help but said while looking at Qianjintang passing by.

"No, other doctors have said that the doctors at Qianjintang always like to use knives to either cut the legs or the stomach, which are very harmful to the vitality... We don't have to do that in the first place. We don't treat people like this all the time, so it's okay.

"The leader flatly refused.

By this time they had already rushed into a drug store.

An injured person is being treated in the pharmacy.

The doctor pricked the abscess and applied medicine.

"Okay, just go back and rest for two days and you'll be fine." He said.

The injured person was an old woman. She nodded and thanked her.

"This is the first time I was bitten by a pig, and I got a big blister." She laughed.

The doctor also smiled.

"Rabbits bite people when they are anxious, let alone pigs that are bigger than rabbits." He said.

"I will kill this beast when I get back, and then bring the meat to the doctor to eat together." The old woman said with a smile.

The doctor politely declined and watched her go out.

"Doctor, he was hit by a stone." The family members of the injured here said hurriedly.

The doctor nodded and came over to take a look.

"The bones are broken," he said after looking at it.

"Don't you need to cut off your legs?" the family members here asked nervously.

The doctor laughed.

"The body's hair and skin are inherited from our parents. How can we cut them off easily?" He shook his head and said, "We are not Qian Jin Tang."

This sentence has now become a mantra that most doctors in Yongqing Mansion love to say. Saying it casually can liven up the atmosphere and make people happy, and everyone enjoys it.

The injured man here laughed and breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor looked around and picked up the knife he had just used.

"I scraped off the gravel and mud first," he said.

"Hey, Master, this knife has just been used..." an apprentice reminded from the side.

"What? Let's do some disinfection?" the doctor said, and then he had the opportunity to say the mantra again, "We are not Qian Jin Tang..."

The apprentice smiled sarcastically.

Everyone laughed too.

The doctor stopped talking, rinsed the knife in a basin nearby, wiped it with a cloth, and neatly removed the gravel and mud from the injured person, and quickly treated the wound.

"Look, it's so simple. If you were in Qianjintang, you would definitely be asked to be hospitalized or something..."

"It's just to make more money. I heard someone said that everything costs money there. The sheets are changed every day. The money doesn't just flow into the Qianjintang cabinet..."

The injured people carried the injured person away happily, chatting and laughing.

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I'm so hungry... I'm obviously on a diet and I haven't been hungry since I didn't eat dinner. I started to feel very hungry yesterday afternoon. I ate a lot in the evening and now I'm hungry again. Am I going to grow taller?*** (To be continued)


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