Chapter 111 The Opening of the Medicinal Food Building
This jade ring is his most precious thing. Before his grandmother died, he stuffed it into his palm and asked him to give it to his future granddaughter-in-law for her. She also said that this jade ring should not be underestimated. This is not an ordinary jade ring. Fate has arrived. , will naturally understand the magical effect of Yuhuan.
There are some things that don't need to be said, people who share the same mind will understand.
Yuan Qiu has never been a dull person, on the contrary, she is very sensitive, maybe it has something to do with her extra life, she has always understood Zimo's intentions, she is just pretending to be stupid.
On the night before the opening of the Medicinal Food Restaurant, the moon was dim and the night wind was cold, Zimo got into a carriage under the cold moon and Tsinghua, surrounded by eight men in black with long swords on their waists. The expression is serious and indifferent.
He opened the curtain inside the carriage, and said to Yuan Qiu and Yuan Hao who sent him out: "You guys go in, when I finish my work, I will definitely come back and wait for me."
Yuan Hao's eyes were red, and tears rolled down his face. After only a few months of being together, Zimo was already like a relative in his heart, and he couldn't bear to let elder brother Zimo leave.
"Yuanhao, don't cry, you are a man, take good care of your sister, remember our agreement." Zimo's nose was sore, and he turned to look at Yuan Qiu, under the light of the clear moon, Yuan Qiu just stood quietly , without saying a word, as holy and bright as a fairy in the moon.
"Yuanqiu, take care!!"
Yuan Qiu nodded, with a light smile and bright eyes: "You also take care, always remember that your life is not yours, it is mine, don't get hurt again."
Zimo curled his lips: "Remember my name, Zhu Yan, my name is Zhu Yan."
The carriage went away, bringing a gust of cold wind, like a knife cutting the face, but it didn't stop, the heart and thoughts were entangled.
Looking at the shadow that was fading away, she murmured the strange name: "Zhu Yan, Zhu Yan—"
The medicated food restaurant opened, and the first table of honored guests in the restaurant was Chen Zhixian and his wife with their eldest son and young daughter. Yuan Qiu personally served Chen Zhixian and made several medicinal meals suitable for Chen Zhixian and his wife to nourish their bodies. The five-grain rice with sweet corn soup is delicious for the whole family.
Mrs. Chen specially invited Yuan Qiu to the table, and held her hand and refused to let go: "It's only been a few months since we met, Yuan Qiu is really getting more and more beautiful."
Yuan Qiu took her pulse conveniently, and seeing that the pulse was peaceful, he couldn't help laughing and said: "It seems that Madam has indeed recuperated her body according to my prescription in the past few months."
Mrs. Chen nodded with a smile: "Yes, I have listened to your advice, whether it is diet or daily life, and it really improved a lot. Even the doctors who saw the doctor thought it was incredible. At first they diagnosed that I was weak and hard to recover, and that I would never have children again. Maybe, but now they all overturned the previous diagnosis, saying that they saw a miracle happen in me."
Chen Zhixian laughed straight away: "I said at the time, it's because your medical skills are not good, and you talk about miracles, it's just ridiculous."
Mrs. Chen patted Yuan Qiu's hand and sighed: "It's really thanks to you, if you didn't come in time that day, my child and I would have died."
Yuan Qiu smiled, and said modestly: "As a doctor, I just did my part, no thanks."
The young man sitting next to Chen Zhixian, since Yuan Qiu entered the door, has not left his eyes for a moment, probing, doubting, curious, eyes that represent various emotions keep turning around Yuan Qiu.
"This is the little doctor who cut open my throat?" Chen Mingjie raised his eyebrows and stared at Yuan Qiu. He was still a little unclear about Yuan Qiu's medical skills.