Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 157 Meeting and not knowing each other (10)

The king of Jin was worried that Wen Youqiao had already expected that he would fortify halfway.

He knew that Wen Youqiao looked weak, but he definitely didn't just know how to do light work, he was probably just pretending deliberately. He thought of the forest in the villa. Down.

When King Jin rushed there, unexpectedly, Huang Yaoshi was resting by the stream, singing folk songs very happily, and Mr. Wen did not go down the mountain to greet or protect anything.

This made Xiao Zijun even more incomprehensible.For the first time, he felt that he hadn't seen it through.

After all, King Jin is different from Huang Yaoshi. He comes from a noble background and holds power in his hands, so how could he understand the freedom and pursuit of a hidden person.For a real hermit, fame and fortune cannot impress him, so Xiao Zijun's calculation was wrong.

"I heard that Huang Yaoshi is very skilled in medicine, so why not come with us and save lives."

That Huang Yaoshi didn't want to go at first, but seeing everyone with swords, he had to go if he didn't go in this battle.

"Okay. Good wine and good meat."

Huang Yaoshi's hair was disheveled and grizzled, but his face was ruddy and shiny, without any wrinkles.

It's really a childlike face.

When Qingqing was called over, Huang Yaoshi was still drinking heavily.

She couldn't help covering her nose with a handkerchief, what kind of dog head doctor is this, he can drink so much.

"Ha, it's you girl!"

Huang Yaoshi put down the wine bowl at once, and stood up with a smile.

"Ah? Are you that miracle doctor?"

"Smelly girl, I was originally a genius doctor, but I snatched you from the gate of hell."

He chuckled lightly, "I remember, I remember. So they invited you, Old Man Huang."

Huang Yaoshi cast a sideways glance at Xiao Zijun who was at the side, and laughed, "Why didn't you invite me here?"

"Otherwise, I'll be toasting and not eating."

When he came back to his senses, he suddenly looked left and right, "Girl, old man sees you alive and kicking, what's wrong?"

He slightly widened his eyes, "You also forgot? Is it because I have a brain injury that I can't even remember my parents?"

"Oh——" Huang Laoer suddenly realized, and he said again, "This is not really a problem. Forget it, it's so tiring to remember. You are like me, how comfortable you are now."

Laughing, full of the appearance of an old urchin.

Xiao Zijuan finally couldn't listen anymore, and said in a bad tone, "Huang Yaoshi, I'm afraid I drank too much alcohol. I invited the old man here to heal Miss Ning's brain injury."

This is the meaning of coercion.

Huang Yaoshi's face suddenly became worried, and he slapped his head and said: "Oh, I forgot one thing. Last time Mr. Wen asked me to go over to treat your illness. I have been busy for a long time, but I still can't do anything about your illness. "

"It can only be said that you need to take care of it on a daily basis, and you have to pay attention to it. You have been taking care of it for a month, but you haven't seen any effect yet. I'm afraid this injury is difficult to treat."

"Yaoshi Huang refused to treat him?"

Huang Yaoshi nodded blankly, and when he realized what he meant, he shook his head like a rattle, "No... no, I, Huang Yi, will definitely not die, but Miss Xiaojun's brain injury, the little old man is not good at medicine, and there is nothing he can do .”

As he spoke, he picked up the jug on the table again, "Girl, your place is not bad, this wine is really good."

Turning his head slightly, he saw that the hostility in Xiao Zijun's pupils gradually emerged, and the corners of his mouth were drawn into a line, as if he was about to erupt at any time.

He could only hear his fists clenched, and when he was about to explode, Gentle stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

"That... Old Uncle Huang is definitely not lying. Anyway, he was the one who rescued me earlier. If I could be cured, why did it take me so long? Please don't be angry with him, okay?"

Xiao Zijuan looked down slowly, her face was raised, begging and flattering.

He has never seen such a gentleness, almost begging for others.

Those twinkling bright eyes reflected his cold face, but his heart was already softened.

For a moment, Xiao Zijun felt that amnesia might not be a bad thing.It was as if she could get acquainted with herself again regardless of past suspicions.

He moved his arms, slightly remembering that this was not very good-looking, and withdrew his hand.

"Don't blame Uncle Huang, okay?"

Xiao Zijuan sighed, and raised his voice, "Since Huang Yaoshi said that there is nothing he can do, this king will not force others. Come here, bring Huang Yaoshi a jar of mulberry wine to thank the old man for coming."

Hearing that it was Sangluo wine, Huang Yi couldn't help but feel overjoyed at first, and then felt that he owed him a great favor, "I didn't help much, how can I ask for such good wine?"

Sangluo wine is a famous wine in Hunan and Chu. "I don't know who is going to drink Sangluo wine this year. The color is more tender than fine wine, and the fragrance is the same as nectar for eternal spring. Ten thousand people carry a bucket and send it away to the old people in Xiaoxiang."

Xiao Zijun stood with his hands behind his back, and his words were humble, "A thousand cups of wine are rare for a bosom friend. Huang Yaoshi is a person who knows wine and is crazy about wine, so it is not too much to give a jar of mulberry wine to my husband. What's more, the old man also rescued him earlier lightly."

Huang Yi hugged the wine jar happily, and said with a smile, "One yard is one yard. The last time I saved it lightly, I was doing it for the sake of my old friend—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly swallowed the words.

"Who is the old man's old friend?"

Huang Yi started to laugh, "Hehe, it's that half-crippled kid Wen Youqiao. He asked me to heal his leg and give me wine and meat, but I haven't healed his leg, so I owe him a whole lot of favors. "

A flash of thought flashed in Xiao Zijun's calm pupils, but he just sneered, "Old man, go back, then please tell Mr. Wen that you offended Miss Afeng, just release his coma point."

"Oh, that nerd Wen Youqiao, how can he solve acupuncture points? I need acupuncture to solve them." While talking, he hugged the wine jar and left, "I have to go, I have to go!"

Wei Wei felt that this old man Huang was a bit abnormal, he was indeed weird before, but he was not like this.In front of Mr. Wen, there are quite a few serious moments.

Looking at Huang Yi's leaving figure lightly, various thoughts crossed his mind.

If I remember correctly, when she was in Skylark Villa, she also heard Ah Feng mention that Uncle Huang was proficient in medicine and might be able to cure her brain injury, but she was just waiting for someone to come.

At that time, she thought she was waiting for someone with better medical skills to come, but now Qingqing feels that this is not the case.

Could it be that old man Huang is really unwilling to cure his own problems?

And Xiao Zijun thought so too, so he was angry just now.

But if it was blocked by someone, who would it be?The gentle and jade-like Mr. Wen?

no, I can not.Mr. Wen is easy-going, he treats Ah Feng well, and treats himself well.

Is this person showing up now?
Wei Wei did not tell Xiao Zijun about her doubts, and when dinner was served, Xiao Zijun told her to leave here.

"Yes, get out of here. You have to follow me." The tone was not a discussion, it was a decision.

(End of this chapter)