Su Qiao supported himself on the table with one hand, glanced at him sideways and ignored him.
She was afraid that she would lose control and punch him in the face, thus destroying the only pleasing part of him.
Ye Shaoxuan's anger came and went quickly.
"Are you really Su Lianyue, the adopted daughter sent by the Su family?"
News came from below that the adopted son of the Su family was cowardly and timid, and was nothing like the bold and reckless woman in front of him.
He suspected that someone had switched the items along the way.
Anyway, his true colors were revealed yesterday, and now Su Qiao was too lazy to pretend. He rolled his eyes and said, "If you don't believe me, just go check it out. I'm not stopping you."
"I don't have anything to rely on, but more than one fortune teller has said that I won't live past 18, so it doesn't matter if I die early or late. Anyway, I'm not far from death."
Su Qiao talked nonsense without blushing or beating his heart.
Although Ye Shaoxuan was half-believing and half-doubting, he also felt that the words were a bit harsh and unpleasant to the ear, and instinctively retorted: "Can fortune-telling be trusted?"
He looked Su Qiao's thin body up and down and said, "He is indeed quite stupid."
Su Qiao continued to talk nonsense: "If one person doesn't believe it, and two or three people say so, how can you not believe it?"
"Besides, I've had poor health since I was a child and I take medicine all the time. Is it strange that I can't live past 18?"
Host, are you trying to show weakness to win sympathy? I think this is a good trick. It would be even better if you were a little more pretentious, a little more coquettish, or acted like a spoiled child.
The big devil himself didn't notice that the tone of his voice was much gentler than before.
"What's wrong with your body?" Ye Shaoxuan's mind was all on the fact that Su Qiao would not live long.
In addition, Su Qiao was not tall, about 1.64 meters, but weighed at most 85 kilograms. Her face was unhealthily pale, and even her lips were extremely pale. The balance in his heart began to lean towards believing her.
After all, after thinking about it, this was the only explanation that made sense.
Otherwise, how could a woman who had no internal strength and fell ill easily dare to be so presumptuous in front of him
Su Qiao suddenly came up with an idea and shook his head a little frustratedly: "I don't know, many doctors can't see anything, but I just feel uncomfortable all over."
"I often feel chest tightness and shortness of breath. Sometimes when I wake up early, I am awake but my limbs are too weak to move. If I catch a cold, I will be bedridden and have to take medicine for a month."
Ye Shaoxuan's brows slowly furrowed, and it was obvious that he had really taken her words to heart.
"Those are definitely quacks. I have a friend named Du who is an excellent doctor. I'll have him come over and take a look at you now."
"Du?"
Su Qiao went through his past memories in his mind, and a name appeared.
"Are you talking about the Godly Doctor Du who is known for his miraculous healing skills?"
I heard that he was a very strange person. When treating patients, he didn't care about the money or the patient's status in the world. It all depended on his mood.
If he is in a good mood, he would be willing to see even a beggar. If he is in a bad mood, he would not see even the leader of the martial arts world.
It is said that you make friends with people like you. If Doctor Du is a friend of the man in front of him, that is absolutely possible.
This time it was Ye Shaoxuan's turn to be surprised: "Do you know him?"
Su Qiao shook his head: "I don't know him, but I've heard of him."
"I heard that he is young and promising, very handsome, and very easy-going. He saved people's lives without even asking for money."
Ye Shaoxuan: “…”
Young and promising