"It's just taking care of you, Qing Huan, you're too presumptuous." The old man sat up by himself, staring at the woman in Tsing Yi with sharp eyes.
The woman in Tsing Yi lowered her head slightly after being stared at by her master.
what happened? Isn't the master already powerless? I was just struggling, how could I suddenly get better again.
You must know that the master couldn't even speak a word before.
Even if Qingyi really brought Xuelian back, it would be impossible to save the master, because it was just her own nonsense.
It's just the letter from this silly girl Qingyi!
"Get out!" The old man said displeasedly.
Qing Huan quickly replied, "Master, since there are guests here, let me entertain a few guests, and I will make proper arrangements for the guests."
"No need! I will make arrangements for my friend, so I won't bother Senior Sister!" Qingyi had a rare tough attitude.
She trusted her senior sister very much before, but this time she said that Xuelian could save the master, so she left without hesitation. The senior sister promised that she would take good care of the master, but she didn't expect that when she came back, she saw that the master was so weak.
If it weren't for the safe thousand-year-old ginseng, I'm afraid the master would have to leave if he saw him.
"Get out!" The old man's voice became louder.
Ping An was also very surprised, he did not expect that the ginseng he brought would have such a miraculous effect.
Seeing this, Qing Huan could only salute and back out.
When she turned around, her face was clouded.
After the man left, Qingyi returned to the master's bed, and the old man lay back, looking weaker again.
Ping An knew that the old man was really seriously ill, and just now the ginseng had worked, giving him some strength.
"Ping An, can you give my master another ginseng." Qingyi now thought that ginseng could save the master's life.
"Of course it's fine, but the old man just ate half a ginseng. This ginseng is too powerful to eat all at once. In the next few days, slowly nourish the master's body."
This ginseng is a good thing, but you can't eat it all at once, or you won't be able to make up for it, and then you will be doomed.
"Qingyi, this child is right, and my body...can't last much longer." The old man is too old.
"No, master can live another hundred years!" Qingyi said anxiously.
Ping An feels that Qing Yi really loves her master.
The old man smiled, didn't say anything, just looked at Ping An and the others.
Qingyi quickly introduced it, and then talked about what she had experienced.
Afterwards, the old man was tired, and Ping An was brought out by others.
Ping An and Meng Huo are husband and wife, living in the same room, and Zhao Xiang's room is next door.
The rooms here are simple, but not shabby. They look very elegant and make people feel happy.
"It would be great if I could live in seclusion here in the future." Ping An liked the environment here very much.
"Stay here if you like." Meng Huo smiled and took her hand.
"Alright, you can stay here and not leave." Ping An said with a smile.
Meng Huo hugged her helplessly, as long as she likes it, what's the use
There was a knock on the door, and the two exchanged glances, Meng Huo went to open the door, and standing at the door was Qing Huan, who was also Qing Yi's senior sister, holding tea.
"Hello, I'm here to bring you tea, thank you for taking care of my junior sister along the way." Qing Huan walked in with a smile.
Ping An thought it was funny, obviously she wished Qing Qi would die, her acting skills were good, but she was no different from a clown in her eyes.