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Chapter Nineteen Relying on the Old and Selling the Old

Speaking of this, Li Qinghan threw the Buddhist beads in his hand at her face, which scared the maids nearby. An old lady stepped forward and was about to scold Li Qinghan when she saw Li Qinghan waved her right hand and hit her hard.

On the face of the old nanny, the voice was sonorous and powerful, "You are an old nanny, and you still want to scold me? Old lady, you don't have to rely on your old age here. I never need any backing. You guys act according to the wind like this.

I don’t dare to ask for Li Wangyi’s backing, so you should keep these beads for yourself.”

After saying this, Li Qinghan walked away without looking back.

"It's contrary! This girl dared to talk to me like this, it's really contrary!" The old lady suppressed her blush, and felt more and more uncomfortable, and her chest hurt more and more, and she almost lost her temper. She had just been beaten by Li Qinghan

The old grandma who was slapped covered her face and ignored the pain, and quickly went to call the doctor to see a doctor.

The girls helped the old lady calm down and handed her water to drink. However, they saw that their brows were getting tighter and tighter, and the flesh on their faces was shaking up and down with their heavy breathing, as if they were about to die.

When the doctor hurriedly entered the room, the old lady had only one breath left.

Hua Jian, who wanted to spend more time with his grandmother because he was about to go to Beijing to take the exam, also came in. Liang Youzhao, who he had just met by chance on the road, also came in.

This room instantly became extremely lively. When those young maids saw the graceful, handsome Liang Youzhao, they had no mood to care about a dying old man.

Liang Youzhao didn't notice this. He looked at the dying old lady and asked doubtfully: "Brother Hua came to see the old lady yesterday. Wasn't she fine? Why is she so weak today?"

The old woman squatting beside the old lady's bed had five fingerprints on her face that were still very eye-catching. Her old face was filled with tears and she said tremblingly: "It's my cousin! She came to say hello to the old lady, but the old lady only said a few words to her."

, she became angry, threw the beads at the old lady's face, and said a lot of unfilial words. The old lady was old and in bad health, and she felt distressed when her cousin was so angry.

"After that, I cried again.

Hua Jian's face was ashen, his eyebrows were knitted together, his thin lips were pressed tightly together, almost crushing his teeth, and he clenched his hands tightly into fists and said angrily: "It's her again!"

The old nanny was crying and making trouble, which made Hua Jian upset and scolded her. The old nanny was immediately frightened into silence and trembled without daring to speak.

Liang Youzhao showed an imperceptible smile. Why was Li Qinghan so troubled? Every day he was either hated by someone or disliked by someone else.

The doctor checked the old lady's pulse and trembled a little after hearing Hua Jian's roar. His white beard trembled and trembled, "Mr. Hua, this old lady is so angry that she is attacking her heart. It's too violent. And she was already distressed."

The problem, the disordered breath, is probably..."

"What are you afraid of?" Hua Jian was so anxious that he grabbed the doctor's collar. The doctor was so frightened, "Please prepare for the funeral as soon as possible. The old lady will not survive for a few days."

As soon as the words came out, everyone in the room was stunned and their faces turned pale.

Hua Jian gradually loosened his hold on the doctor's hand, with a dark face and could not say anything. The doctor breathed a sigh of relief. This time, he petitioned not to pay for the medical treatment, and left quietly alone with the medicine box.

.

Liang Youzhao frowned slightly, and Li Qinghan made the old lady mad with just a few words. Was she too talkative, or was the old lady too fragile? Seeing that Hua Jian's fisted hand was trembling, he stepped forward and held Hua Jian's hand.

, said in a deep voice: "Brother Hua, calm down."

At this time, Hua Jian's eyes were red. The old lady treated him very well, and she could even be said to be doting on him. Now that she was about to return to the West, how could he calm down? He immediately waved Liang Youzhao's hand away and kicked him down.

He picked up the clothes rack next to him and said, "Li Qinghan, I will never let you go!"

Liang Youzhao, who had always had the attitude of watching a good show, felt his heart suddenly startled after hearing these words, and he had an indescribable emotion.

After the desperate old lady heard what she said and became furious, she suddenly opened her eyes and stared at the bed curtain.

The sobbing girls saw the old lady suddenly waking up, with her eyes so wide open, and they all looked at each other, wondering what had happened.

Hua Jian was also surprised. He stepped forward and held the old lady's hand, ecstatically saying, "Grandma, grandma, you're awake!"

The old lady gasped for air, held Hua Jian tightly with her backhand, and said angrily: "Jian'er, you are going to be an official in the court in the future, Li Qinghan, please let me treat her well! You must not get involved!

"

In comparison, the old lady is much smarter than Mr. Jiang. She never involves Hua Jian in anything she does, and she doesn't want any disaster to happen to him.

"Grandma, what do you want to do? Jian'er helps you."

"No!" The originally angry old lady trembled her lips, her pale face full of determination and cruelty, "You don't have to do anything, just be yourself."

Hua Jian was confused and didn't know what method the old lady was going to use. Liang Youzhao, who was standing behind, suddenly became nervous.

***

Li Qinghan stood under a banyan tree outside Puzhong Temple, enjoying the warm and pleasant feeling blown by the early summer wind, very comfortable and leisurely.

A person hurriedly walked from the direction of Puzhong Temple. He was stunned when he saw Li Qinghan, and saw that no one noticed them around, so he walked towards her with confidence.

"Miss Li, everything you asked me to do has been done." He approached, wasn't he the doctor who just checked the old lady's pulse?

Nodding, Li Qinghan asked: "How is the old lady's health?"

"It's just anger attacking the heart. Just prescribe some nourishing and warming medicine."

Li Qinghan smiled and said, "You did a good job."

The doctor thought for a while and added: "Master Hua and Master Liang are also here. Master Hua seems to have a lot of resentment towards the lady."

Liu frowned slightly, Hua Jian and Liang Youzhao also went, but it wasn't a big problem, the two of them couldn't cause any trouble.

"Okay, thank you for everything today and yesterday." After saying that, she winked at Xinlan. Xinlan took out a purse from her sleeve, handed it to the man, and said with a smile: "Thank you very much.

Already."

The man weighed the money in his hand, felt happy, said thank you several times, and then left quickly.

Looking at his deer-headed and rat-eyed appearance, Feixu's heart was filled with contempt. Yesterday, Li Qinghan asked this man to pretend to be a half-immortal and lied nonsense in front of the old lady. Today, he told the old lady that she was about to die.

She thought she was about to die, so she had to treat Li Qinghan as soon as possible, and she would definitely do it when Li Qinghan was on his way. However, after Hua Jian found out, it was more conducive to her plan.
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