The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

"We meet again." Second Young Master Wen raised his eyebrows as he looked at the thin young man in his hand.

"Thank you." For some reason, Xie Yan trembled all over, and quickly stood up by herself.

Seeing Xie Yan's puzzled gaze, Er Shao Wen rarely explained a few words, "The guy I sent to the clinic said that Qi Xiuji was taken away. I went to have a look, and I happened to meet Mr. Qi."

"..." The captured Qi Xiuji had nothing to say.

That guy was not from Hankou City, and when he came back after going to the bathroom, he found that the doctor the young master asked him to watch had been dragged away by someone who didn't know where he was. the current situation.

"Chanyuan, you're really going back!" The young men had nothing to say, but old Mr. Qi didn't care about other things, he knocked on his walking stick and looked at his son.

"Father, I..." Father Qi, who was still furious just now, was speechless.

"Aside from other things, you, as a doctor in the hospital, not only do not treat the patients who come to seek medical treatment, but also lie on the recliner majesticly. How can you let me trust you with the hospital!" Mr. Qi was full of anger.

"I..." Qi's father didn't know how to answer. He was too angry just now, with the mentality of hitting his son. Seeing that Xie Yan and Li Quan were young and probably didn't have much money, he simply used them as a raft. At this time, he was reprimanded by his father. Feel ashamed.

"In the past, Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs, and Bian Que took the liberty to disembowel and disembowel... The ancient saints worked hard for the advancement of medicine, but now you not only don't want to make progress, but also criticize Xiuji for learning Western medical skills. Let me ask you, can you see it with your own eyes? You have seen how Western medicine treats patients, do you understand how they treat people? If you don’t understand it, you can just blame it, and your insight is not as good as that of a child!”

"..." Xie Yan, who was pulled out for comparison again, felt helpless.

He really just looks a little small, and the age of this body is also over fifteen, only a few months younger than Li Quan, okay, can you stop being a child!

Qi's father was left speechless by Mr. Qi's words. Seeing this, Qi Xiuji hurriedly helped his grandfather to a chair and sat down.

Mr. Qi is a well-known Xinglin master in Hankou, and he is very open-minded. He supported Qi Xiuji to obtain a place to study abroad with the Geng fund. When he came back, he heard that he studied Western medicine and did not blame him. Instead, he started to study.

What Xie Yan said just now just happened to strengthen his thinking. In Mr. Qi’s opinion, a black cat and a white cat are good cats if they catch mice, and those who can cure diseases with traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine are good medical skills.

Old Mr. Qi has grown older in the past few years, and he has given the clinic to his son to take care of him. He is taking care of himself at home. When he went out today, he wanted to go to the clinic to support his grandson. After being dragged away, he hurried to the hospital again, and met Er Shao Wen on the way.

"Mrs. Wen's body was weak after giving birth to the Second Young Master, and the old man took care of it." Seeing that Xie Yan wondered why the Second Young Master Wen respected him so much, Mr. Qi stroked his beard with a smile.

"..." To recuperate the body of Mrs. Ship King, this qualification is really powerful.

"I see this little friend is weak and cold. He seems to be suffering from an old illness. We met today by fate. Why don't I take a look at it for you." Old Mr. Qi suggested with a smile, his hands were itchy after not seeing a doctor for a long time.

old disease?Xie Yan didn't remember what the original owner had experienced before joining the theater troupe, but Mr. Qi's heart still tensed after he spoke. There is no need for such Chinese medicine practitioners to lie to him. He must pay more attention to his body in the future, so as not to die of illness suddenly after a lot of struggle. But too wronged.

It's good for everyone who can take care of Mrs. Wen's body to see a doctor for him, but thinking of seeing a Western doctor after all the trouble, but still having to drink Chinese medicine, Xie Yan inevitably felt bitter.

"I'm better at surgery. It would be great if Grandpa could do it." Qi Xiuji had no objection, he specialized in surgery, and he knew that this kind of work of slowly recuperating his body was no match for old Mr. Qi.

Xie Yan felt reasonable when she heard the words, so she had to sit opposite Mr. Qi to see a doctor. After looking around and asking about everything, Mr. Qi stroked his beard with confidence.

"Your illness is caused by the accumulation of time, and the current symptoms are just an outbreak. I will prescribe a few warming medicines to treat your illness. If you want to get rid of the illness, you have to take it slowly."

"Thank you, Mr. Qi."

"It's okay, what taboo do you have?"

"Can you...not be bitter?" Xie Yan tentatively made a request.

Old Mr. Qi smiled and didn't answer, picked up the brush and started dancing on the paper.

"..." Xie Yan always felt that from the other party's smile, he read the meaning of "find a way to add more bitter medicine to him".

...Must be his illusion.

"Good medicine tastes bad, little brother should put your health first." Qi Xiuji often helped out in the medical center when he was a child, after Mr. Qi finished writing, he skillfully took the prescription and handed the medicine to Li Quan, and then told Xie Yan.

This is really treating him as a child who hates medicine, Xie Yan felt a little helpless when he heard this, so he could only smile and nod.

"I see that my little brother is very eloquent. I have never heard of it in Hankou City before. May I ask your name and family background?" Qi Xiuji felt that Xie Yan's words were justified and convincing, so he started to make friends thoughts.

Xie Yan didn't know where the definition of "extraordinary conversation" was, but in a sense, speaking was his old profession, and it would be strange if he couldn't speak well.

"My name is Xie Yan. I came from the capital. I can't verify my family background. Now I am an unaccompanied refugee."

After the Great Revolution, the Qing government was overthrown, the Republic of China was established, a large number of people with lofty ideals were sacrificed in Beijing, and countless families were destroyed overnight. Qi Xiuji had heard about this a little bit. He mentioned his family more, and came to Beijing again, thinking that Xie Yan was one of them, so he immediately stopped talking, not to poke other people's sad things.

"My name is Qi Xiuji, and my name is Wuyou. My clinic is located in Huazhong Lane near the pier. Brother Xie can come and chat with me if he has nothing to do."

……

Qi Xiuji was thinking about the clinic, and left after saying a few words. Mr. Qi insisted on refusing to accept Xie Yan's medicine money, saying that it was an apology for his son, and Xie Yan had no choice but to give up.

Seeing that the matter of the Qi family was temporarily settled, Er Shao Wen, who had been serving as the background board, also planned to leave, and the two groups walked out of the hospital together.

Wen Ershao came here on horseback this time. The maroon horse stood in the street with a silver-gray saddle. It looked majestic, and Xie Yan felt envious when he saw it.

Just as every girl fantasizes that she is a fairy, every man also has a dream of riding a gallop deep in his heart.

Xie Yan stopped and watched Er Shao Wen get on the horse neatly, feeling dizzy again, so she had no choice but to support Li Quan's shoulder.

"Ayan, I'll carry you back." Seeing Xie Yan staggering, Li Quan couldn't help suggesting.

"No need." Xie Yan shook his head, joking, although Li Quan was born stronger than him, but he was only a 15-year-old boy, let him carry himself back?It is estimated that the road was crushed before halfway.

Sitting on the horse, Wen Ershao looked down at the swaying but stubborn body of the young man a few steps away. He recalled the confident and eloquent appearance of the young man just now, as well as his cold skin and excessively long hair. Eyelashes, suddenly startled.

Behind Xie Yan, a young guy wanted to step forward to help them, but his young master stopped him with his eyes.

The enthusiastic buddy Zhanger Monk couldn't figure it out, so he could only silently retract his muscular arm—the second young master is indeed a person who has been abroad, and his temper is as unpredictable as the youngest!

Just when Xie Yan was thinking about whether it would be better for him to go back to the medical clinic and rest for a while, a big hand with clean white gloves suddenly appeared in his line of sight.

"?" Xie Yan raised her head and looked at the person on the horse in puzzlement.

"Get on the horse? I'll take you along the way."

"..." With a slender and strong palm in front of him, Xie Yan admitted that he was a little moved. On the one hand, he wanted to experience the feeling of riding a horse, and on the other hand...he really didn't want to walk back by himself.

Xie Yan is not a entangled character. He grabbed Wen Ershao's hand as soon as he thought about it, and was about to study what angle is the best to step on the stirrup to get on the horse. Suddenly, he felt someone holding his armpit. When sitting in front of the horse.

"???" What just happened? !

"It's too light." Second Young Master Wen's voice rang in his ears, as if he was explaining why Xie Yan was brought up directly, but also as if he was sighing.

Xie Yan always felt that there was a faint smile in the other party's voice.

At this time, he was stuck in front of the horse's back, unable to move, so he had to try his best to keep a straight face and pretend nothing had happened.Fortunately, Second Young Master Wen didn't say anything more, and easily reached out his hand to circle him and pull the rein, and with a pinch of his long legs, the bay red horse started to trot.

"..." Xie Yan felt the huge difference between his small body and the opponent, and was a little depressed. In his previous life, he also had six-pack abs developed in the gym, but he disappeared without a trace after time travelling. Come back from practice.

Fortunately, the feeling of riding a horse is very novel, Xie Yan quickly diverted his attention.

Different from riding a car, the horse trots with regular jolts, and the sight line is high without any obstruction. It is very addictive. Xie Yan has not experienced enough, and arrived at the door of the teahouse.

"I'm here, thank you, Young Master Wen." Xie Yan thanked him while trying to get off the horse. He acted first, and he definitely didn't need to be dragged down this time!

Fortunately, Second Young Master Wen didn't know if he also felt that his actions just now were inappropriate, so he didn't do anything to "help", but just stretched out his right hand after Xie Yan dismounted.

"Wen Heng, Zi Yuanqiong." The voice was deep and serious, full of magnetism, as if it was directly hitting the eardrum.

"..." Xie Yan pursed her lips, stretched out her hand to hold the hand offered by the other party, the cloth of the glove rubbed against the palm, bringing a strange tactile sensation, "I remember."