Reborn in ancient times: I will make my family rich

Jiang Nan, who had already gotten in the car to watch the show, was extremely amused when he saw the two people fighting in the car.

Jiang Nan could guess without thinking that the silly girl Han Yue probably wanted to step forward and help Song Qingyu because of his thin figure.

This cannot be blamed on Han Yue. He grew up in the escort agency and dealt with some of the people there, all of whom were big and strong men.

She rarely saw someone as thin as Song Qingyu.

"Miss Han, there are differences between men and women. You should stay away from Mr. Song and sit with Doctor Jiang."

Song Qingyu watched Han Yue moving closer and closer to him, and he felt a little headache.

"It's okay, Doctor Song, I don't mind. You are an upright person and I'm not afraid that you will take advantage of me," Han Yue said this with an innocent look on her face.

Song Qingyu was left speechless by the retort. This was the first time he suffered a verbal loss.

Han Yue, a girl, said this, what else could he say?

Song Qingyu simply leaned against the carriage, closed his eyes and took a rest.

When Han Yue saw that her plan had succeeded, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes.

Jiang Nan was sitting nearby so naturally he didn't miss Han Yue's little expression.

It turns out that this girl is just pretending, playing the pig to eat the tiger.

Looking at Song Qingyu's frustrated look, he has met his match now.

"Sister Jiang, is there anything dirty on my face?" Han Yue asked in confusion when she saw Jiang Nan staring at her.

"No, your face is so cute that I can't help but want to pinch it."

Jiang Nan was not lying. In modern terms, Han Yue was a little loli.

"Sister Jiang is also very beautiful."

The two chatted idly along the way.

"We're here, Doctor Song," the coachman outside shouted respectfully to Song Qingyu through the curtain.

"Yeah," Song Qingyu finally opened his eyes.

Song Qingyu had already made reservations in the restaurant, and the dishes were served directly after arriving.

Jiang Nan looked at the exhibits in the restaurant. The best restaurant in the county was no better than this.

There was nothing particularly surprising about it. Based on her father's craftsmanship, she wanted to open a five-star hotel for her father in Lengyue Country in the future.

Jiang Nan is a man who doesn't have any big ideals. He has money, so he opens a clinic and treats patients when he has nothing to do.

Just thinking about how beautiful these days are.

The room Song Qingyu booked was on the second floor. Song Qingyu sat in the main seat. This time, Han Yue was also very attentive and sat next to Jiang Nan.

"Thank you all for your hard work these days. We will give everyone three days off at the Fourth Clinic. Have a good rest at home. We will reopen for treatment in three days." Song Qingyu said to the crowd while holding a glass of wine.

"Thank you very much, Doctor Song. I'll toast you a glass." Jiang Nan was so happy to hear this that he immediately toasted his boss like a lackey.

With Jiang Nan's start, several doctors and apprentices in the Fourth Clinic also followed Jiang Nan's lead and toasted Song Qingyu.

"I really can't hold my liquor, so I drink tea instead of wine," Song Qingyu drank several cups in a row, and a blush appeared on his handsome face.

"Doctor Song, you can't do this," everyone took the teacup from Song Qingyu's hand and handed him a wine glass.

Everyone was very enthusiastic, and Song Qingyu had no choice but to drink them all.

"Hey, why don't you go help Doctor Song?" Jiang Nan nudged Han Yue, who was eating nearby, with his elbow.

"No, my mother said that if you pursue a man, you have to make him feel warm. Wouldn't it be better if I wait until he is drunk and then take care of him?" Han Yue whispered in Jiang Nan's ear.

"You're still better," Jiang Nan gave Han Yue a thumbs up. She would never be able to reach the level of Han Yue in her lifetime in pursuing men.

After one round, it was obvious that Song Qingyu was drunk.

"Doctor Song, thank you for letting me come here today. I'll toast you a glass as well." After seeing everyone finish toasting, Han Yue took the glass and walked up to Song Qingyu and drank it all in one gulp.

Song Qingyu was no longer able to think at this time. He held the wine glass with a dazed look in his eyes and drank it all in one gulp.

Han Yue's crucial glass of wine caused Song Qingyu to completely lose consciousness, and he lay unconscious on the table.

"Oh, how come Dr. Song has such a low alcohol tolerance?"

"Then let's eat quickly and send Doctor Song home right after we finish eating."

After everyone finished eating, they helped Song Qingyu onto the carriage.

"Sanqi, you live close to Doctor Song, so you can send Doctor Song back." Doctor Wang said to Sanqi.

"Let me take Doctor Song back! I'm fine too. I saw he drank a lot of Panax notoginseng." Han Yue saw that her chance had come and she couldn't let others take it away, so she spoke quickly.

"That's fine. We can just send Doctor Song to your doorstep when the time comes," How could Doctor Wang not see Han Yue's feelings for Song Qingyu? He agreed in order to bring the two together.

But in the end, he still reminded Han Yue to just send the person home.

"Sister Jiang, I'll leave first."

"Ah."

Looking at the carriage going away, Jiang Nan couldn't help but laugh.

My curiosity is burning at this moment and I am looking forward to what will happen next between the two of them.

Inside the carriage, Han Yue looked at Song Qingyu with his eyes closed. He had a handsome face and a faint smell of alcohol on his body.

"Doctor Song, Doctor Song," Han Yue leaned closer and called out a few words in a low voice.

I felt a little frustrated when I saw that no one was moving.

This person has lost consciousness, how can he feel warm and remember that she is taking care of him?

Han Yue couldn't help but reach out and poke Song Qingyu again, trying to wake him up.

Still no reaction from the person.

Forget it, just sleep!

Anyway, there is a long time to go, I can improve my favorability another day.

"Miss, we've arrived at Doctor Song's house."

"Okay," Han Yue grew up in the escort agency. Although she was petite, she was very strong. She carried Song Qingyu on her back.

When the coachman saw Han Yue carrying the man down on his back, he was stunned.

"Brother Ma Fu, you go back first. I will take Doctor Song in."

"Are you okay? Or should I help you carry Doctor Song in?"

The coachman looked at Han Yue. Song Qingyu's tall body completely wrapped around her petite body.

"It's okay, I've practiced before."

"Well, be careful not to fall."

After saying this, the coachman drove away.

Han Yue fumbled the key to the front door from Song Qingyu and opened it.

Song Qingyu likes quietness on weekdays. He lives alone so his yard is not big.

But it's clean and tidy inside.

Han Yue put the man on the bed, looked at the unconscious Song Qingyu, took off his shoes, and covered him with a quilt.

Normally, when my father gets drunk, my mother always gives him some sobering soup.

She doesn't know how to make soup, but water should be fine.

Han Yue boiled a pot of hot water in the kitchen and scooped out a bowl for Song Qingyu.

Han Yue tested the water temperature with her mouth and found it was just right.

"Don't go, don't go," Song Qingyu, who was lying on the bed, frowned and shouted in a daze.

Han Yue didn't hear clearly at first, but when she got closer to Song Qingyu, she could hear what he said.

"I won't leave, don't worry," Han Yue thought that Song Qingyu was probably having a nightmare, so she spoke softly to comfort him.

Unexpectedly, when Song Qingyu heard Han Yue's words, he directly pulled Han Yue into his arms, turned over and pressed her under him.