Uncle Doctor Song also snorted, "Is that the end of apologizing?"
Earl Song looked at Chen Bing's state and thought, forget it, he has to be merciful, so he glared at Dr. Song to tell him not to cause trouble.
He gently tugged on her gown and said, "Qianqian, how about..."
Chen Bing swallowed dryly, "I shouldn't have called you bastards, Xiao Ye Hoozi."
"What did you say?" Earl Song said "Forget it" before he could say it. When he heard Chen Bing's words, his face suddenly changed.
What their whole family hates the most are these words.
No matter how good-tempered and honest Earl Song is, he still has a bad temper at this time, "Then why are you here? Our Song family temple can't accommodate a big Buddha like you, please invite me!"
"No, no, no!" Chen Bing felt like he was about to die.
At this moment, he just wanted to slap himself, "Earl, Song San, my aunt, I was wrong, I was so wrong!"
Chen Bing gasped in pain. He was holding his breath, but after a while, he couldn't breathe and just rolled his eyes.
"Oh my God! Husband! Husband! Wake up, what should I do..." Mrs. Chen was so frightened that she lost consciousness.
He crawled over and grabbed the hem of Song Qianqian's clothes. He couldn't speak clearly and just kept calling her, "Qianqian, Qianqian!"
Song Qianqian let out a breath and turned back to the house.
When he came out, he brought a glass of warm water and gave it to Chen Bing to drink.
Chen Bing only felt that the warm water was sweet, so he drank a few sips, then drank slowly, then drank again.
By the time he finished drinking it all, he was already sitting on the ground, conscious and with strength in his hands and feet.
Chen Bing couldn't help but ask, "What did you give me to drink?"
The girl took the cup back and said, "Sugar water."
He looked at Chen Bing condescendingly again, "You are not allowed to bully anyone from my Song family in the future, do you hear me?"
Chen Bing nodded quickly, "I heard that my aunt, I was so confused for a moment!"
Thinking that he had just chewed the dregs of the medicine she prepared, Chen Bing was so regretful that his intestines were turning green.
Otherwise, you can still study the dregs of the medicine and learn from it!
Song Qianqian nodded, "Go back, practice more virtue in the future, and pretend that what happened today never happened."
Chen Bing tried standing up. Is everything really healed?
"Did you really just give me sugar water?" After all, Chen Bing deals with herbal medicine every day and has a very sensitive sense of smell.
He always felt that there was a strange smell of blood in the water?
Not to mention this, what he was even more puzzled about was, "Then... what kind of medicine are you preparing?"
He looks like he's obviously someone who brings down fire, so why is this happening?
Song Qian Qianqian looked at him indifferently, and he shrank his neck. It was better not to ask, what if he was given a dose of dumb medicine if he thought he was noisy?
The couple left quickly, leaving a few scattered coins behind before leaving.
Uncle Doctor Song looked at her a little differently now.
"Song Qianqian, can you still prescribe medicine?"
She smiled and said, "I learned a little bit at the nunnery."
casual?
Dr. Song Shu also wanted to be "casual".
Song Qianqian had already taken an umbrella and made a gesture of going out.
Earl Song tilted his neck and looked at her, "Qianqian, what's the matter with this big sun? Brother can help you handle it?"
She smiled and said, "I will go for a walk with Uncle Song to get familiar with the streets."
Dr. Song Shu was caught and immediately followed him. He was in a good mood now, and all the grievances he had just felt were gone!
"Where are you going?" Uncle Song squinted his eyes as the sun glared at him.
"Where the money is."
Uncle Song was surprised, "You want to go to the bank?"
He grabbed her, robbing a bank was not an option.
Song Qianqian knew what he was thinking and laughed, "Am I that capable?"
He nodded firmly.
Seeing with his own eyes how she twisted the eldest brother's neck with a few clicks, and then made Chen Bing kneel down to beg for mercy, Doctor Song felt that there was nothing wrong with her.
Song Qianqian couldn't help but smile, then turned around and walked to the bus stop sign.
When Dr. Song came over, she pointed to the last stop: "Here."
As soon as Uncle Song saw her clearly, she turned around and got into the car again, so he had to follow her in a hurry.
There were a lot of people on the bus, and in the summer, it was almost flesh-to-flesh, steaming hot, and the air-conditioning was like a decoration.
But Uncle Song glanced at Song Qianqian casually and found that she didn't even show the slightest expression of disgust.
Logically speaking, based on the Gu family's description of her, she should be vomiting sweet things at this moment, complaining about how disgusting the slum transportation vehicles are.
She just stood quietly, wearing a long gown with wide sleeves. She couldn't raise her hand to pull the hanging ring, so she could only tap the tip of the umbrella to the ground.
With just such a fulcrum, it actually stood firm.
Dr. Song moved to her side in the crowded crowd, stood behind her, raised his hand to hold the sling, and helped her enclose a small area. He was so squeezed that he grinned.
Song Qianqian looked back at him, accepted his kindness, and said, "Thank you."
In about half an hour, we arrived at the terminal.
Betting on the stone market.
Uncle Song frowned when he got out of the car and looked at the bustling market in front of him.
But his cheap sister had already walked forward and stood in front of one of the shops, with the tip of her umbrella stretched towards one of the rocks.
"Hey, don't move!" Dr. Song didn't even have a firm footing, so he quickly grabbed her.
This man was really made stupid by the Gu family? How come he dared to say anything and do anything?
How dark is the stone gambling market? If someone blackmails her, her life will be lost!
Song Qianqian looked at him calmly, "Do you want money or not?"
"I'm going to die!" Dr. Song glared at her, clutching her tightly, "Let's move to another place."
Song Qianqian also understood his caution, but she changed her hand to hold the umbrella, switched the handle and tip, and hooked one of the inconspicuous stones.
"Boss, cut it."
A group of men with rough voices sounded a voice as soft as rain. They all looked at her and then laughed.
The boss has a good temper and says, "Don't make trouble."
Everyone laughed: "Young girl also comes to bet on stones?"
"What a yellow hair, this girl doesn't even have any hair!"
"Hahaha……"
Her plain white gown and smooth little head were really eye-catching, and with her behavior, it was no wonder she was laughed at.
Uncle Song was worried that she, a little girl, could not bear her self-esteem, so he pulled her away again.
It turned out that this cheap girl's face was calm and calm, and she seemed to be unable to hear other people's sarcasm.
He saw her for just two hours, and even with his own abuse and Chen Bing's ridicule, it was true that Dr. Song never saw her angry even once?
Damn it, where do you get all this concentration?
When Uncle Song thought about his bad temper, he always felt weird standing in front of her, as if he was a yellow-haired boy.
"Open." Song Qianqian's words were concise and to the point, and his expression was calm.
Then he took out a jade pendant from his neck and said, "I'll pay two hundred to buy this stone. If I don't have cash, I'll deposit the jade first."
The people around were making noises again, saying: "You hairless girl doesn't know how high the sky is and how high the earth is. The scene you chose was wrong. It was all left over by others!"
They are all small pieces of gravel. They don't even give out twenty, but she comes up and gives out two hundred?