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064 Gansui's Life Experience

"What's the matter?" Mei Yizhu said with a dark face and a bad tone.

"As for Gan Sui's life experience, I hope Miracle Doctor Mei can tell me in detail," Feng Qingzhuang said in a rare serious tone.

"Gansui, I remember that when I picked him up in a small town in Dongqi Kingdom, he was only eight or nine years old. He was as skinny as a stick. That day, there were flawless snowflakes floating in the sky, and he was covered in bruises from the cold.

He was covered with frostbite and was begging on the street with a broken bowl. Later, I saw that he was pitiful and an orphan, so I took him back to Xiangxue Plum Village and asked him to learn medical skills from me."

Thinking of the poor child Gansui, Mei Yizhu put down the anger in his heart, his clear black pupils were stained with a few rays of pity, and he walked back to the table and sat down, looking far away at the door, thinking about what happened back then.

"Are you sure you picked him up in Dongqi Kingdom and not in Xingyao Kingdom?" Feng Qingzhuang's eyes flashed with confusion as she continued to ask.

According to common sense, based on her feelings for Gan Sui, if the two were siblings, even if her father Feng Chenxiang had a one-night affair and left a seed, Gan Sui should be in the Xingyao Kingdom. How could he appear in Dongqi?

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Could it be that he wandered from Xingyao Kingdom to Dongqi Kingdom?

Feng Qingzhuang frowned slightly, thinking about it but to no avail. She raised her eyes and looked at Mei Yizhu. In the quiet night, the sound as light as water was extremely clear.

"Then when he stayed in Xiangxue Plum Forest these past few years, did he ever mention his family?"

"In fact, after Gan Sui was taken away from Dongqi Kingdom, he fell seriously ill and had a fever for three days and three nights before the fever in his body subsided. From then on, he forgot all about his past life."

Mei Yizhu narrated slowly, with deep pity in her tone.

"Ah! Are you saying that Gan Sui has lost his memory?" Feng Qingzhuang's dark and bright eyes flashed with shock. From this point of view, it is difficult to determine whether Gan Sui is the estranged son of her father, Feng Chenxiang.

Mei Yizhu nodded.

"Miss Feng asked, is there any news about Gan Sui's relatives?"

Of course, Mei Yizhu would not make assumptions about the relationship between brother and sister. Firstly, the two of them are not very similar in appearance. Secondly, the difference in personality is not to mention that they are as different as heaven and earth; one is a cunning rogue and cold-hearted.

; One is an honest person, simple and careless, one is a noble lady from Xingyao Kingdom, and the other is a beggar from Dongqi Kingdom.

"It's not late at night. I've been working hard all day. I'm really tired. I'm going to take a rest."

After giving Mei Yizhu a disappointing answer, Feng Qingzhuang yawned obscenely, got up and walked towards the west wing on the opposite side.

"This woman is really cool. I still have questions that I haven't raised yet, but she just patted her butt and went to sleep."

Looking at Feng Qingzhuang's back as she walks gracefully towards the west wing, her hair hanging down to her waist is swaying gently as she moves, and the fragrance is fragrant. Just looking at her back, you can feel the indescribable enchantment.

Just like the fairy left in the world, preparing to ascend to the fairy world

I saw her touching the herbs he carefully planted for a while, doing a chest expansion exercise for a while, taking a few deep breaths. Mei Yizhu was confused and extremely depressed at the same time.

What kind of woman is this?

In order to understand Xin Xin's confusion, Mei Yizhu quickly chased after him. He was dressed in a green brocade robe, and under the reflection of the moonlight, he looked like the green bamboos in the green pines and green bamboos in the dark hair.

Under the color, there is a glistening green light, and there seems to be a circle of sacred light lingering on the top of the head. The whole person is like a fairy falling in the bamboo forest, elegant and graceful, floating out of the dust.

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