Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Did He Kaiqing get sick?

The public opinions of all parties hold their own opinions and have their own opinions.But one thing, no one came to propose marriage anymore.

He Ming's hair was graying with worry about his daughter's future.

Just when everyone felt that He Kaiqing's future was bleak, Duan Yicai came to the door frequently.

At first, the He family had people kick him out.

He Ming was so angry that he spread all his hatred for the Duan family on Duan Yicai, and he could hear his scolding from a long distance away: "You still have the face, if it weren't for your Duan family, why would my daughter be here?" this?"

Duan Yicai was scolded, but did not refute, standing silently like a tree.

From morning to noon.

It was snowing one after another, Duan Yicai's body was covered with scum, and when he was exposed to the sun at noon, his body was completely wet.

In the evening, the concierge didn't bear to look at it, and tactfully mentioned to He Ming: "The Duan family's youngest is still waiting in front of the door."

He Ming stood on the window sill, took a telescope and looked out the door, and sure enough, he saw Duan Yicai still standing at the door.

With a sigh, he finally let someone in.

"What else are you here for? Now that the engagement has been divorced, our two families have nothing to talk about." He Ming said decisively.

Duan Yicai said respectfully: "The matter happened because of my family. I came here this time to make up for one or two things."

"No need! Kaiqing is very good. Your Duan family, staying away from her from now on will be the greatest gift." He Ming refused.

Just at this time, Xiaotao ran down the stairs with a sad face: "Master, Miss is not willing to eat, no matter how others persuade her, she will not take a bite."

After learning the truth, He Kaiqing went from shock and resentment at the beginning to depression now.

Emotions have been stuck in the abyss and can't get out.

No matter how the cook at home turned up the tricks to cook food, she just didn't eat a bite, and looked out of the window all day long, losing weight all day long.

Upon hearing this, Duan Yicai said urgently: "I don't ask you to forgive me, I just ask you to let me take a look at her."

He Ming was upset and looked at Duan Yicai hesitantly.

"Miss He's illness is a heart disease, and she still needs heart medicine." Duan Yicai tried his best to persuade her.

"You still have the guts to say that your Duan family is her biggest heart trouble!" He Ming brushed off his sleeves and stopped talking to Duan Yicai.

Duan Yicai finally met He Kaiqing.

He Kaiqing was wrapped in an extremely thick cloak, and sat by the window with a pale complexion.

Someone came in, but she turned a blind eye.

Xiao Tao persuaded in a low voice: "Miss, at least eat something."

He Kaiqing didn't respond at all.

Xiaotao said again: "Miss, the young master of the Duan family is here."

He Kaiqing raised her eyelids, but still didn't respond.

Xiaotao sighed softly: "That's it, there is no response to what I say."

Duan Yicai took the bowl from Xiaotao's hand: "Give it to me."

He moved a chair and sat opposite He Kaiqing.

"Well, this porridge is pretty good, do you want to try it?"

"When I was young, I especially liked snowy days, because when it snowed, I didn't have to go to the mountains to collect herbs, and I could hide in the house and be lazy."

"There are a lot of anecdotes in the city recently, how about I tell you?"

Duan Yicai tried to talk to He Kaiqing, no matter whether the other party responded or not, he took the trouble to find a topic.

Helplessly, He Kaiqing kept silent.

Duan Yicai didn't care, as it was getting late, he said in a good temper: "I'll come back tomorrow, you should rest earlier."

In this way, on the second day, Duan Yi came to the door on time again.

This time, he specially brought a collection of poems and read it to He Kaiqing.

He Kaiqing still didn't speak, but the maid Xiaotao happily told him: "Miss drank half a bowl of porridge this morning."

Duan Yicai came to the door every day, sometimes reading poems, sometimes reading scripts, and sometimes simply talking to himself.

Finally one day, after he finished reading the poem again, He Kaiqing said, "Change to another one, this one is boring."

Perhaps it was because he hadn't spoken for a long time, He Kaiqing's voice sounded weak, but it was enough to make Duan Yicai happy.

He wholeheartedly agreed, "Okay, I'll change another one tomorrow."

He Kaiqing looked out of the white window and asked, "Are they... are they all laughing at me?"

Just as Duan Yi was about to answer, He Kaiqing looked over.

"I want you to tell the truth." Her eyes were full of stubbornness and seriousness.

"Yes." Duan Yicai replied truthfully, "But you don't have to worry, the public's memory is limited, and they will soon forget about it."

"But when they mention me in the future, their memories will be awakened again, and I can't escape." He Kaiqing said.

"Then there is no need to be so pessimistic..." Before Duan Yicai could finish speaking, He Kaiqing raised his voice.

"Is this pessimistic? Ask the entire Jiangcheng, is there any man who dares to marry me?"

Duan Yicai responded subconsciously: "I dare."

When the words came out, both of them were stunned.

He Kaiqing asked in a daze, "What did you say?"

"I am willing to marry you." Duan Yicai stood up,

He Kaiqing was silent for a while, then looked away: "Stop joking."

Duan Yicai's attitude was very stubborn, he said what he had been suppressing in his heart all this time: "I'm serious, I've liked you for a long time."

He Kaiqing shook her head and said, "But I don't like you."

"It's okay, I can wait." Duan Yicai said, "I've been waiting for a long time, I don't care about waiting any longer."

He Kaiqing covered her face: "You go, don't come again."

Although He Kaiqing said so, Duan Yicai still insisted.

He Kaiqing told Xiao Tao: "Don't let him in."

Duan Yicai couldn't enter the door, so he waited outside the door.

After going back and forth, the news spread that the eldest son of the Duan family was pursuing He Kaiqing.

On this day, a customer came to Duan's pharmacy. He seemed to have just been in water, his whole body was wet, and even the tip of his hair was dripping with water.

It was getting late, Duan Yicai was about to close the door and lock it, and went to deliver food to He Kaiqing on time, so he said to the guest: "Please go back, the shop is closed, come back tomorrow."

But the guest acted like he didn't hear, and read the prescription to Duan Yicai.

"Ginseng, perilla leaves, kudzu root, peucedanum, pinellia, Poria cocos..."

It is a prescription for treating wind and cold, and it uses common medicinal materials.

Duan Yicai frowned and said, "Your prescription is for emergency?"

The guest didn't answer, but just repeated the prescription again.

Duan Yicai had no choice but to grab the medicine for him.

The guest took the medicine bag, gave the money, and left without saying a word.

Duan Yicai was puzzled, and muttered, "What a weirdo."

The next day, it was closing time.

That strange guest came again, and he still read the same prescription.

Duan Yicai caught him again, and thoughtfully asked if he needed to catch some more medicines for later use.

But the man didn't answer, took the medicine bag and left.

After three or four days like this, the guest came every day, without saying a word, just talking about the prescription every time.

Even with his eyes closed, Duan Yicai could accurately locate the medicinal materials in the prescription.

Finally, when he saw the guest again, Duan Yi stopped his way: "Sir, there is really no need for you to come every day. Picking up a few more pairs at a time will save a lot of trouble."

The guest stared blankly at Duan Yicai, his gaze was so penetrating that Duan Yicai forgot what he wanted to say for a moment.

He was still standing by the door until the guests left.

But it was said that Sun Qiman had a cold recently, Xia Jingsheng fetched medicine for him, and happened to visit Duan's pharmacy.

The pharmacy is not facing the street, but in an alley.As soon as Xia Jingsheng entered the alley, he immediately noticed something was wrong.

The whole alley was full of ghosts, and even the sky was much darker.

Xia Jingsheng became alert and carefully observed his surroundings.

He found that the alley was full of all kinds of ghosts, all with hideous faces, blood-stained faces, and missing arms and legs.

As soon as Xia Jingsheng came, they all stared at Xia Jingsheng.

Xia Jingsheng walked in calmly, and saw a man with a wet body, holding a medicine bag from Duan's pharmacy in his hand.

The man's cloth shoes were stained with things like waterweed, and his knuckles were thin and pale.

He lowered his head and walked very fast.

Xia Jingsheng always felt that he was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he met him.

As they passed each other, a name came to Xia Jingsheng's mind: Qin Zhaozhi.

Suddenly, Xia Jingsheng turned around, but the man disappeared without a trace, including all kinds of ghosts.

The silent alley was hidden in a thick black fog.

Xia Jingsheng quickened his pace, came to the pharmacy, and saw Duan Yicai who was still in a daze.

"Brother Duan, take the medicine according to the prescription." Xia Jingsheng handed the prescription to Duan Yicai.

Duan Yicai picked up the medicine mechanically, and before he could quote a price, Xia Jingsheng stopped him: "This is... Sophora chinensis? What I want is ginseng, why did you pick up such a poison for me?"

As soon as these words came out, Duan Yicai was also stunned.

He frowned and said, "That's impossible. I pick up ginseng every day, and it's absolutely impossible to remember the wrong location."

As he said that, he turned around and opened the medicine cabinet, but his face changed drastically in an instant.

"Impossible, how could this be?!" Duan Yicai's voice changed.

Xia Jingsheng stepped forward and took a look, the cabinet was full of bitter bean grass.

Looking at the label on the medicine cabinet again, it was indeed ginseng.

"Impossible, what should I do?" Duan Yicai's hands and feet felt cold, bitter bean herb was cold in nature, and it was a highly poisonous Chinese herbal medicine.

If you make a mistake, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Brother Duan, don't worry, think about which ginseng prescriptions you have picked up today?" Xia Jingsheng comforted.

"How can I remember this clearly? Ginseng is a commonly used medicine, and just now a strange customer took the medicine away." Duan Yicai was helpless.

"Strange guest?" Xia Jingsheng thought of the medicine bag that Qin Zhaozhi was holding just now, and thought something was wrong.

"Could it be a wet guest." Xia Jingsheng tentatively asked.

"It's him." Duan Yicai stared at Xia Jingsheng, "You saw him too, this man is so strange, he comes to my store every day to get medicine at this hour, and he doesn't talk to him."

Xia Jingsheng's heart sank, he pressed Duan Yicai's hand solemnly, and said solemnly: "Brother Duan, I'm telling you something, you must not panic."

"The guest just now, he is not a human, but a ghost. If you give the poison to the ghost, you will be punished."

Duan Yicai listened in a daze, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.