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Chapter 365 Does He Know His Life Experience

Regarding Xiaonizi's words, Qilan just smiled modestly and didn't take it seriously.

Mr. Bai walked into a dispensing pharmacy, took a small scale, spent more than an hour mixing the medicine, and then bundled it into a small package and handed it to him.

In order to make it easier for him to bring the medicine, Bai Zhi specially sent a rattan box, no more, no less, just full.

Qilan hugged the box, feeling very excited.

With the magic medicine, maybe Lin Mi's father can be relieved of the residual poison in his body and get rid of the bone-biting pain.The effect of the medicine should not be bad, and he is even willing to test the medicine with his own body first to ensure that it will be safe.

After thanking them and bowing, Qilan and Qijiang set off on their way back again.

The two brothers began to talk about medicine primers on the way.

"Third brother, you were fighting wits and courage with this strange mouse at that time. I could see a layer of cold sweat running down my spine." Qi Jiang patted his chest with lingering fear, "Are you really not afraid? If it bites you, you will get hit What about the strange poison that can be cured by medicine?"

Qilan was not afraid in his heart, he just wanted to make Lin Mi's father get well soon.

Everyday life is like walking on a steel wire rope. A little carelessness may fall into the hands of bad guys. Instead, his mentality becomes more frustrated and courageous.After counting the fingers, I have dealt with the god of death several times.Bullets and bombs aren't enough to frighten them away, but what about a strange, chubby mouse that grows from eating medicinal herbs under the floor?

Qi Jiang was not only worried about the rat biting his precious third brother.He was afraid that Qilan would become unstoppable and sink deeper and deeper.Originally, he was in a dangerous situation and couldn't take care of himself. How could he have enough energy and stamina to be Lin Mi's patron saint?
They were thinking about their own things, without talking all the way.

It was approaching dusk.The sun has faded a lot.The weather turned cloudy.

There were no pedestrians on either side of the avenue.Although it was New Year's Day and the night was coming, most people stayed at home.In the large and small residential buildings, there is the aroma of cooking, the sound of spatulas, the sound of children playing and adults arguing.

Qilan looked at the road ahead, took Qijiang's hand and smiled: "Second brother, today's New Year's Day, I can't miss you in the Gu mansion for dinner, cards and drinks. Before it's dark, go back early, and we will meet again another day get together."

Qi Jiang hugged his shoulders worriedly, and whispered: "You are grown up and capable now, and I am very happy to be a brother. But don't do anything too dangerous. We still have to hurry up to find the whereabouts of the second wife. "

Qilan felt that his nose was sore, and if his second brother didn't say anything, he really didn't feel that he had a rough life experience.His biological mother seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no news from her, as if she had never been in this world.

He turned around, quietly held back his tears, and waved goodbye to Qi Jiang pretending to be relaxed: "Don't worry, second brother, take care!"

Qijiang's heart also became a boiling hot pot.

He wanted to stand on the side of the third brother, but there was a voice in his heart that reminded him of his responsibility as a core member of the family.

He has to go back, like all the good sons in the world who live up to expectations, sit down in a proper manner beside Mr. Gu and the eldest wife, and have a lively meal with his brother Qi Min, the third wife and the twin sisters Another very rich meal.

Seeing the second brother walk away, Qilan continued to carry the box on his way.

It was getting dark faster than he was walking.When he stood panting at the gate of the dilapidated courtyard, two of the four rooms inside had already been lit with oil lamps.

Qilan approached step by step with some trepidation.He had just walked about ten steps when Lin Mi who came out of the kitchen with soup saw him.

She couldn't believe that he would come back so soon.

"Qilan, are you here to deliver medicine? There are so many medicines, the box must be heavy. I'll help you after I put the bowl in!"

After Lin Mi finished speaking, he ran in and spilled a lot of soup on the road.

She was worried that he was tired, so she ran out after a while, insisting on carrying the suitcase with him.Her expression was very excited, and several strands of thick black hair that had been tied dishonestly slipped out of her temples, making her look even more charming.

Qilan looked at her in a daze for a moment.She stood on tiptoe playfully and pinched his face with her hands, feeling very unhappy.

Mr. Lin felt strange when he saw his daughter put down the bowl and ran out the door in a hurry.I went to the window and saw the two of them, and said quickly:

"Come in, it's windy outside."

Qilan was a little embarrassed when he entered the room, "Uncle Lin, I'm here to deliver the medicine, are you feeling better?"

"It's much better, thank you Xiaolan, thank you for your hard work."

Mr. Lin asked him to sit down and drink tea, and was going to chat with him. Lin Mi felt that his father wanted to stay with Qilan for dinner, so he ran back to the kitchen diligently to learn how to cook with Li Yan.

Qilan held the hot teacup and looked at the white mist rising from it.His intuition told him that there was a problem that he had to figure out.

"Uncle Lin, does Li Yan know his background?"

Mr. Lin's heart stirred up waves.The letter he sent Lin Yitang to send during the day was written in the name of Li Yan to the cook and soldier Lao Li.In addition to the usual greetings, he also mentioned whether Mrs. Lin was well.

Since the accident that night, I have never had a chance to speak to my wife.The last time I saw her was the night when Zhu's family had a funeral. He took his daughter and stumbled away from the hospital, and saw her profile from a distance in a passing car by the side of the road.

His current situation is very embarrassing. He can neither bless her in heaven as a dead person, nor can he go to her openly as a living person.

In desperation, she could only use the name of the little guard to ask about her situation from the perspective of others.Lao Li would always ask someone who could read to read the letter, and then write a reply for him.It may be possible to understand the situation indirectly.
After some silence, Mr. Lin finally told Qilan truthfully about his grievances and entanglements now.Qilan listened silently, but she didn't quite agree in her heart: What if the letter was intercepted by someone with ulterior motives on the way?
Mr. Lin dragged Qilan to chat for a long time, and the more we talked, the more things we could talk about.As an elder, his impression of the boy is much better than before.Although Gu Mansion's reputation is not good, at least the second and third children are good children, and that's enough.

No one expected that just in time for cooking, Li Yan would come here with an ax to pick up the chopped firewood.

He didn't deliberately listen to their conversation, but the window was not closed tightly, and the most important words came out so sooner or later:
"The best way out for Li Yan is not to go south with us, but to meet his uncle, so as not to delay his future because of the changes in our Lin family."

"Are you going to find a chance to persuade him again?"

"Yes, today's New Year's Day, don't mention it to him. Wait for two or three days, it can't be later."

Li Yan's two hands holding the firewood trembled suddenly, and several wooden thorns accidentally stuck into the flesh, not only saw blood, but also felt burning pain.

He looked down at his hands, there were ashes, soil, sawdust, and blood, all mixed together.

(End of this chapter)