Xi Zhimo walked to the bedside, Cheng Yiqing was feeding medicine to old man Xi, he said coldly, "Come out!"
Cheng Yiqing shuddered, "Master, you, who are you talking to?"
The man ignored him and squatted down. Because he was too tall, he had to kneel on one knee to see the bottom of the bed.
That angle happened to be kneeling at Cheng Yiqing's feet, Cheng Yiqing quickly stood up, and said in a panic: "Third Master, what are you doing! I didn't save the person, so you don't need to show me such a great courtesy!"
Xi Zhimo rolled his eyes, and said coldly: "Feed your medicine!"
After finishing speaking, he bent his whole body and scanned the bottom of the bed with his eyes. After a while, he caught a ginseng that was trembling and running away.
Cheng Yiqing suddenly realized, when did this ginseng go under the bed again
It almost scared him to death!
As soon as Xi Zhimo held the ginseng in his hand, the big drops of water started rushing.
Without further ado, the man grabbed its roots and pulled them out. Only the four thickest roots connected to the body were tightly wrapped by it to escape the claws.
Xi Zhimo hurried to the kitchen with the rhizome in hand. Forty minutes later, he brought a bowl of richer ginseng soup. For a while, the whole room was filled with the aroma of medicine.
He helped Yexi up and leaned against his arms, and blew and blew the medicine in his hand before carefully feeding it to her.
Cheng Qiankun watched his series of actions, and a trace of surprise flashed in his old eyes. Although he watched him grow up, it was the first time he saw him take care of a woman so personally!
After feeding the medicine, Xi Zhimo walked to the bedside and asked, "How is grandpa doing now?"
Cheng Yiqing took the pulse and said: "The pulse is normal, and the complexion has turned ruddy a lot. She should wake up soon."
"That's good."
He turned around and hugged Yexi, and said: "Call me when you wake up."
Cheng Yiqing nodded in a daze, looked at his back and called, "Where can I call you?"
"My yard." The man left behind these words and strode away.
Cheng Yiqing was stunned for a while, then looked at Cheng Qiankun suddenly, "Grandpa, why do I have the illusion that the third master is attracted to this girl?"
Cheng Qiankun nodded, "It's not an illusion, it's a fact."
"Impossible! Yexi has liked him for so many years and he has not been tempted. Why did he break off the engagement with him in public, and he has changed his sex?"
The old man stroked his beard habitually again, and said meaningfully: "Perhaps the most genuine affection must be put to death and reborn."
Cheng Yiqing didn't know why, with question marks all over his face.
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Xi Zhimo carried Yexi back to his yard, and he carried her into his bedroom and put her on his big bed.
The man stretched out his hand to brush away the broken hair on her forehead, and caressed her cheek involuntarily with his warm palm.
Looking at her pale lips, his brows were unconsciously frowned, and he even felt that his heart was twisted into a knot,
If grandpa hadn't been murdered suddenly, how would she have become like this
Thinking of this, the anger in his heart churned like lava.
He got up and went downstairs, shouting coldly, "Come on!"
The servant hurried over, "Master?"
"Call everyone in Xi's family here! Within ten minutes!"
"yes!"
Ten minutes later, all the old and young people in the fourth room of Xi's family trotted over in their pajamas.
Everyone sat on the long table, looking at each other and not daring to speak.
On the main seat, Xi Zhimo crossed his legs and held a cigar in his right hand. There was no expression on his face, but he exhaled a big mouthful of smoke rings.
Everyone in the Xi family knew that except when he was furious, he usually did not smoke.
Babies, let’s start testing the waters today, everyone, don’t fatten up, let’s follow up, balls~
(end of this chapter)