The daughter of the medical school is so handsome

The third aunt was rolling on the bed clutching her stomach, when she saw Yang Ziqin, she thought it was Feng Qi, and as if she was granted amnesty, she called anxiously, "Feng Qi, my stomach hurts so much, quickly see what's going on?"

"Okay, Third Aunt."

Yang Ziqin walked over, took the pulse of the third aunt carefully, and then touched the third aunt's abdomen with her hand. According to the description of the third aunt herself, she judged that it was epigastric pain, so she took out the golden needle and acupunctured the Quchi point on the elbow, hand Sanli point, Hegu point at Hukou, Dazhui point on the neck, and Taichong point on the back of the foot.

After the acupuncture, the third aunt's pain was only slightly relieved, but she still had pain, nausea and vomiting.

"Feng Qi, is your acupuncture useful? Does Third Madam have appendicitis?"

Aunt Zhang looked on and asked anxiously.

"What is appendicitis?"

Yang Ziqin didn't understand the name of Western medicine, so she asked a little puzzled.

At this time, Feng Zetian passed by, saw this scene, hurried in, and hurriedly checked, and found that it was really acute appendicitis, he had to be sent to the hospital immediately, there was no longer any delay.

The ambulance came, and the third aunt was taken to the hospital.

"Feng Qi, what's going on? Why don't you even know what appendicitis is? Also, why did your birthmark grow back?"

Feng Zetian looked at Yang Ziqin suspiciously and asked.

"Sorry, I'm actually not Feng Qi."

Yang Ziqin said frankly, "My name is Yang Ziqin, but my soul is attached to this body. My medical skills are good, but there is nothing I can do about this kind of emergency. I can only treat some diseases slowly."

"Aren't you Feng Qi?"

Feng Zetian frowned and looked at Yang Ziqin in front of him, "Then where did my Feng Qi go?"

"I heard that it is also in this body, but it is suppressed by me now, and it is probably sleeping."

Yang Ziqin said lightly, "I know you are anxious, but I can't help it, I don't want to."

Feng Zetian's head went numb with a "buzz". .

Why is this still happening?
Why is his daughter's body so weird?
"Don't worry, Feng Qi will come out, but I don't know when it will be her."

After Feng Qi comforted Feng Zetian, she thought of something and asked urgently, "Mr. Feng, you are the eldest son of the Feng family, you should know about Feng Qing, is there any news about him now?"

"Why are you asking this?"

Feng Zetian looked at Yang Ziqin suspiciously.

"I was originally from 400 years ago. I have a relationship with Fengqing, and I have always had unresolved concerns. That's why I attached myself to your girl. I want to fulfill my wish."

Yang Ziqin said frankly.

Various weird things have happened recently, Feng Zetian is no longer surprised by this kind of weird incident where the body is attached to the soul.

"Then let's get it over with, I want my daughter Feng Qi."

Feng Zetian said indifferently, "About Feng Qing's ancestor, I also heard from my father that he disappeared suddenly one day, and the Feng family sent people to look for it. He was assassinated and hid his body, but the body has never been seen, so his room has been kept."

"I know, I've been there, and now I'm going to his room again, you shouldn't be offended."

Yang Ziqin asked.

"Well, I'll accompany you there."

Feng Zetian nodded, and accompanied Yang Ziqin into the fifth courtyard.

"Mr. Feng, a Taoist priest came outside. He looks very similar to Master Haoxuan. They say it's from this family."

Just as Feng Zetian pushed open the door of Feng Qing's room, a servant hurried over to report.

"Feng Qing?"

Yang Ziqin's eyes lit up, and she hurried out.

Feng Zetian also followed out——

I saw a quiet and handsome man in a clean Taoist robe, who looked about 40 years old, walking in.

Sure enough, she looks very similar to Feng Haoxuan, completely the middle-aged version of Feng Haoxuan.

Yang Ziqin was very excited, and just about to rush up, she suddenly saw the dressing mirror next to her. In the mirror, she had an ugly red birthmark on her face, which was very scary...

As soon as her heart sank, she turned around and ran away.

She couldn't let him see such an ugly side of her, and couldn't let him break the beautiful expectations of her in her heart.

Feng Zetian didn't quite understand why she ran away suddenly.

"Excuse me, are you Lord Fengqing?"

Feng Zetian walked up to the Taoist priest and asked cautiously.

"Ah."

Feng Qing nodded, "I passed by here on a poor road, and suddenly thought that I haven't returned to my hometown for a long time, so I came in to have a look, didn't it scare you?"

"No way."

Feng Zetian hurriedly shook his head and said, "No matter how weird things are now, they can no longer scare me, I can accept them all."

"I'm not surprised to see a person who didn't die 400 years ago come back. It seems that he has experienced many things."

Feng Qing said calmly.

"Ah."

Feng Zetian nodded, "These things are too many for me to deal with. My daughter has been possessed by a 400-year-old female ghost. I hope, Master Fengqing, you can help me drive her away and let my daughter return to normal."

"Where is the evildoer so bold?"

Feng Qing's long eyebrows raised, "How dare you cling to my junior?"

"I heard it was your old lover Yang Ziqin, do you remember her?"

Feng Zetian asked cautiously.

Yang Ziqin, who was peeking somewhere in the corner, heard this and looked at Feng Qing nervously, hoping to hear the answer she wanted.

"There are no old lovers in a poor way."

Feng Qing's words made Yang Ziqin's heart thump and fell to the bottom.

It turned out that he was still being passionate, or he had forgotten himself a long time ago.

After all, it has been more than 400 years, and he is also a monk.

"Huh? How did she say that she has feelings for you? Just now, she wanted to enter the room that our Feng family has kept for you."

Feng Zetian said in surprise.

"She is my love, forever love."

Feng Qing said again.

In his heart, a lover and a lover are different.

When Yang Ziqin heard it, her heart, which sank to the bottom of the valley, flew to the sky in an instant, very happy.

"Where is Miss Yang now?"

Feng Qing asked.

"Seeing you, I ran away suddenly, I don't know why."

Feng Zetian said, "Maybe it's the feeling of being close to the hometown?"

Feng Qing didn't speak any more, walked straight to his room, opened the door, and saw that everything was the same as when he left home 400 years ago, it seemed like a lifetime away.

Spread out on the table is a portrait of Yang Ziqin that he quietly drew that day.

"Is this Yang Ziqin's original appearance?"

Feng Zetian leaned over and said, "Now I understand why she ran away."

"why?"

"Because she is possessing my daughter now, and my daughter has an ugly red birthmark on her face. She probably thought it was too ugly, and she was afraid of being rejected by you, so she ran away."

Feng Zetian expressed Yang Ziqin's thoughts at the moment.

"When you see her, tell her that I don't care what she looks like, as long as she is Yang Ziqin."

Feng Qing said in a clear voice.