Time travel, Your Highness Ninth Prince has been rejected from marriage again!

Then the whole family came to the yard.

Although it was already dark, there were lanterns hanging everywhere, and the maids following behind were also holding lanterns, so they could still see the scenery around them.

The two of them didn't say anything, just walked slowly like this, but they didn't feel embarrassed. The cool night breeze blew on their faces, which was very comfortable and relaxing.

Qing Xiao looked down at the girl who only reached his waist. He had imagined such a scene before and thought it would never come true in his lifetime, but he didn't expect it to be right in front of him now.

The smile at the corner of Qing Xiao's mouth deepened a little deeper. A gust of cool wind blew by, and he couldn't help but cough.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? How about we go back?" Qingyun raised her head and looked at him nervously.

"It's okay, it's a bit cold, just go and sit in the pavilion," Qing Xiao felt warm in his heart when he saw the concern in the girl's eyebrows.

He didn't want to leave now, he wanted to stay with his sister for a while longer. In the past ten years, he had spent very little time with his sister.

The two sat down in the pavilion. Qingxiao stopped coughing, and Qingyun asked with concern: "How do you feel, brother? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?".

"It's okay now, Xue'er, don't worry, my eldest brother can live for a few more years," Qing Xiao said with a smile.

"How could big brother say that?" Qingyun was dissatisfied.

Qing Xiao lowered his head and asked, "Oh? What should I say?"

"What's the use of living a few more years? Xue'er wants my eldest brother to live a long life," Qingyun said firmly.

Taking advantage of the situation, he put his hand on Qing Xiao's wrist and said, "I'll feel the pulse for you brother."

"How come I don't know when Xue'er learned to feel her pulse?" Qing Xiao let Qing Yun hold his hand.

"No, but I think that's how the doctor knows the pulse." Qingyun pretended not to know and touched Qingxiao's wrist blindly.

The original person does not have medical skills, so she cannot be exposed.

Qing Xiao couldn't help but feel funny when he saw Qing Yun pretending. He didn't think Qing Yun could really feel her pulse. He probably learned it from seeing the doctor who treated her take her pulse like this, but he didn't want to expose it.

"Then please ask Xue'er to help big brother see how many years he can live." Qing Xiao cooperated to tease her.

After Qingyun got what she wanted to know, she let go and said excitedly to Qingxiao: "One hundred years, my eldest brother can live another hundred years!".

"Hahahaha" Qing Xiao laughed out loud after hearing Qing Yun's words, "Xue'er is right, the eldest brother can live for a hundred years."

"Brother, would you like Xue'er to study medicine? Xue'er will help big brother treat his illness." Qingyun's tone was serious.

Qing Xiao looks so good when he smiles. He should smile more, instead of being lifeless like when she first met him, so she wants to cure him, Qingyun thought to herself.

Qing Xiao lowered his head and looked at the girl in front of him. Xing Xing's eyes were wide open, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in those eyes.

"Brother, I just want you to be happy. You don't have to worry about it for me." Qing Xiao touched her head.

Qingyun looked proud and said: "Brother, I want to study medicine because I really like it. Curing you is just incidental. Brother, don't underestimate me."

Qingyun was so arrogant in her heart that she actually questioned my medical skills.

Seeing Qingyun like this, he didn't want to hit her, "Okay, as long as Xueer likes it, then go and learn, big brother is waiting for you." Maybe she was just on a whim, and she gave up when she encountered difficulties.

The brother and sister chatted for a while, and Qing Xiao sent Qing Yun back to Liangchen Garden.

Qingyun was tired after playing all day, so she lay down after washing.

When I was lying on the bed, I was thinking that I could already see the symptoms after checking Qing Xiao's pulse, which was that he was cold and weak. Logically speaking, it can be cured by nourishing the body, but it is still not cured. It seems that the medical technology of this era is not advanced enough.

As long as it was not a difficult disease, it would not be difficult to cure. She was not worried that Qing Xiao would die.

I gave Qing Xiao a vaccination today. I don’t have to make up any excuses for my future medical skills. It’s settled once and for all.

Thinking like this, Qingyun fell asleep.

Corresponding……

In the advanced ward of the First Affiliated Hospital of Huaqing University in the 21st Century.

The girl was weak and weak, Liu Fufeng, with fair and almost transparent skin, curved eyebrows and slightly raised corners of her mouth, looking quietly out the window.

This was what Yan Siyuan saw when he entered the ward. He didn't bother him and watched for a while before slowly walking in.

Li Wenyao turned her head when she heard the voice and saw that it was Yan Siyuan whose smile deepened and said, "Brother Siyuan, you are here." The voice was soft and weak.

"Yeah" Yan Siyuan responded, placing the food on the bed and table, "Let's eat first" with a calm expression.

"Okay." Li Wenyao didn't seem to notice, and smiled more gently.

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Yan Siyuan finished speaking and was about to leave, without waiting for her to respond.

Before I left the door, I saw the doctor and nurse walking in.

The leading doctor had mixed silver and black hair, and his eyes were staring straight ahead, as if he didn't see Yan Siyuan, he bypassed him and went directly to the hospital bed.

Lie Xing asked some business-like questions about his condition, turned around and left without any other emotions leaking out. Just like when he entered the door, he bypassed Yan Siyuan and walked out.

Yan Siyuan looked at the doctor's back and frowned slightly, then quickly followed him.

Li Wenyao opened his mouth to say something, but in the end no sound came out, and the smile on his face faded until it disappeared.

"Professor Chen, please wait a moment," Yan Siyuan called to the doctor in front of him.

"Is there anything else? Mr. Yan?" Chen Ming stopped and turned around to ask.

Yan Siyuan asked: "Professor Chen, do you know where Dr. Ji has gone? She has disappeared for more than a month."

"I don't know", his tone was cold, he turned around and walked away, his pace quickening.

Looking at Chen Ming walking faster and faster, Yan Siyuan understood that Chen Ming must know that Ji Nanqiu was there, but just didn't tell him.

Ji Nanqiu has been chasing him for ten years, and he has never disappeared for such a long time. The only time he didn't see him was a month before Li Wenyao's surgery, but he still saw him later, but how could he disappear for such a long time now.

Yan Siyuan felt a little uneasy, as if something had disappeared.

Yan Siyuan did not return to the ward, but returned to the company. Work always calmed him down, but it seemed to be of no use now.

The panic and uneasiness in his heart made him irritable. He put down his work and came to the floor-to-ceiling window. He looked at the busy traffic outside the window, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Knock, knock, knock on the door.

Yan Siyuan said coldly: "Come in."

"Boss, files" the assistant said cautiously.

"Let it go." The voice was cold and without any warmth.

The assistant was frozen, so he paused and ran outside quickly.

Looking at the assistant who fled, Yan Si understood that his emotions were out of control, picked up his coat and left the office.

A black car shuttled through the city at a very fast speed, with no rules and no way back.