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"Comrade Cao, are you feeling unwell?" After holding it in for a long while, Sui Ancheng finally said something.

Cao Huize naturally noticed his abnormality, and she politely replied: "It's okay."

Sui Ancheng wanted to say something to Cao Huize, but he didn't know what to say. Cao Huize was like a lotus in a summer lake, with a sense of holiness and dignity. People dared not blaspheme.

The good brothers Zhang San and Li Si were anxious, but they could do nothing. After all, the two of them were not allowed to be interfered with by outsiders.

After waiting for a long time, Li Aixin finally came over with Li Decai, who had a sad face.

Li Decai asked: "How is my wife?"

Yuan Zhimiao replied: "I'm fine! I can run 10 kilometers without any problem."

Li Decai naturally did not believe Yuan Zhimiao's words and just thought they were the nonsense of a little girl.

"Why hasn't she woken up yet?" Li Decai's tone was indifferent, as if he would not pay for Chen Juxiang's medical expenses if she couldn't wake up today.

Yuan Zhimiao would not give this old man a chance. She took the incense cup handed over by Cao Zheng. The incense cup was exquisite and small, and contained a mixture of light yellow and light green medicinal powder. She put the incense cup in front of Chen Juxiang's nose. After a while, seeing that Chen Juxiang seemed to be waking up, she returned the incense cup to Cao Zheng.

Chen Juxiang sneezed several times in succession and then she woke up.

The first thing she said was: "You black-hearted little girl, you want to murder me."

Yuan Zhimiao asked: "Are you dead?"

Chen Juxiang was stunned by this sentence. She didn't expect Yuan Zhimiao to be so straightforward. After adapting for a while, she felt a lot more comfortable, and it seemed that her waist didn't hurt as much.

"Boss, my waist doesn't hurt anymore."

Li Decai's face turned black when he heard what Chen Juxiang said. He originally planned to say that Chen Juxiang's disease was not cured and he would not give her a penny.

Now that Chen Juxiang says it doesn't hurt anymore, it would be unreasonable for him not to give her the money.

Yuan Zhimiao said: "This is only the first course of treatment." The implication was that the trial card had expired and the rest were paid items.

Li Decai counted the money reluctantly, turning it over and over several times. When he handed it over, his face was so ugly.

Yuan Zhimiao didn't care whether Old Man Li was in a good mood or not. She snatched the money and handed it over to Old Man Cao. After all, the rest of the work was Old Man Cao's responsibility.

When she came in, Chen Juxiang was carried in by three young men. When she left, she walked out by herself. There was no trace of the miserable look of being in excruciating pain just now.

"I want the most authentic Imperial Capital Roast Duck. If the taste is different, you lose." After saying this, Mr. Cao left.

Yuan Xiaolan was very worried. She said, "Er Ya, you just talked so much about the painting. What will you do if you can't do it?"

"These are all trivial matters!" Yuan Zhimiao didn't take it to heart at all. She was the one who had the space cheating artifact, so if it really didn't work, she could ask Ergouzi to buy a few.

San Ya was more interested in the relatively novel project of eating noodles through nostrils.

"Second sister, if you use your nostrils, it's noodles?"

Yuan Zhimiao tapped her little head: "I don't mind you trying it."

Daya asked: "Erya, can you really make Imperial Capital Roast Duck?"

Yuan Zhimiao said, "Yes, there is a book about making roast duck in Grandpa Cao's study. I have learned it." There was a book about roast duck, but lazy Yuan Zhimiao only read one page.

Yuan Zhiqiu trusts her sister very much. She thinks her sister is smart and can learn everything.

Four people from Sui'an City, Zhang San, Li Si, Song Xinan, left one after another.

After a good night's sleep, it's another busy day. Daya and Sanya study hard in the piano room. Teacher Cao is conscientious and responsible, and the two students are smart and sensible. Especially Daya Yuan Zhiqiu can sometimes draw inferences from one example.

Yuan Zhimiao used the excuse of looking for ducks to successfully skip class. Old man Cao was good in every way except that he was too serious, which made Yuan Zhimiao so tired that she didn't even have time to be lazy.

When she came out of Cao's house, she smelled the scent of freedom again.

I hopped and skipped all the way to the recycling station.

"Grandpa Shen, Grandpa Shen..."

Shen Wansan narrowed his eyes and looked at the pretty girl with pigtails.

"you are?"

Yuan Zhimiao took out a big, round tomato from her small bag and stuffed it into the old man's hand as if she was familiar with him.

"Grandpa Shen, why don't you remember me?"

Looking at the tempting tomatoes in his hand, Mr. Shen suddenly remembered something.

"You are the little girl who bought waste paper some time ago." There were not many little girls who were given food, so it was hard for Shen Wansan to forget her.

Yuan Zhimiao has a sweet smile and looks well-behaved and lovely.

"Grandpa Shen, you have a great memory!"

Shen Wansan asked: "Little girl, how come you have time to come here today? Is your family still short of newspapers to paste on the walls?"

Yuan Zhimiao said: "No, I just came to see you on the way."

Shen Wansan smiled and said, "So you really have this intention?"

"Grandpa Shen, I feel close to you every time I see you."

"Girls are still the best! They are considerate. Unlike our family, which is full of bald boys." Shen Wansan said with emotion.

"Grandpa Shen, I want to go in and take a stroll." Yuan Zhimiao stated his purpose, which was to get it for free if he didn't buy anything.

Shen Wansan thought the little girl was just curious and didn't think much about it. He waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, but be careful, there are all unwanted junk in there."

"Okay! Thank you, Grandpa Shen." After saying that, Yuan Zhimiao jumped and went inside.

Seeing this child so energetic, Shen Wansan once again felt that he was getting old. He glanced at the fresh and tempting tomatoes in his hand.

After a moment of hesitation, he decided to leave the tomatoes for his grandson. Before he put the tomatoes into the bag, the old man felt a tightness in his chest and began to have difficulty breathing. He held onto the table with his hands and gasped for air. His face was pale.

Yuan Zhimiao returned with a fruitful harvest. What others thought were insignificant rags were invaluable treasures in Yuan Zhimiao's eyes.

She noticed the old man's abnormality and hurried forward to ask: "Grandpa Shen, what's wrong with you?"

"I just suddenly couldn't breathe." Shen Wansan said with great difficulty.

Yuan Zhimiao hurriedly felt her pulse, and her face looked a little gloomy. The old man's pulse was slow and stagnant, a sign of heart failure.

Seeing that Mr. Shen's face was getting uglier, Yuan Zhimiao directly took out a needle bag from her bag, which was actually smuggled through space, to give acupuncture to the old man.

After undergoing Mr. Cao's devilish special training, Yuan Zhimiao's acupuncture skills are now fast, accurate and steady. Although she is not as perfect as the old man, she is already very good in the eyes of ordinary people.

After a moment, Shen Wansan let out a long sigh of relief.

"I really didn't expect that you, little girl, actually have such a skill?"

Yuan Zhimiao said: "Grandpa Shen, I am Mr. Cao's goddaughter."

One word is worth a thousand words that need explanation.

Shen Wansan was extremely shocked: "You are actually Cao Lao's goddaughter, no wonder you have such ability at such a young age!"

Because of the famous Mr. Cao Zheng, all the unreasonable things that happened to Yuan Zhimiao became reasonable.