"Is he seriously injured? Where is he injured?" Song Qingci asked.

She actually couldn't understand why Mr. Fu San only asked her for medicine but didn't ask her to go and see people.

Is this trusting yourself or not trusting yourself?

"You'll know when you go and see."

"oh."

Song Qingci took Feng Xun and followed Mr. Fu San out.

On the way, she talked about the rainstorm.

"...I don't know if what Matsuko said is true or not."

Well, that's irresponsible, so please decide for yourself.

"Heavy rain for days?" Mr. Fu San paused.

"Yes, that's what Songzi said." Song Qingci emphasized again.

Mr. Fu Sanye's pace suddenly quickened.

Song Qingci was dragged by Feng Xun and almost had to jog to catch up.

When we arrived outside a yard, we saw someone waiting there with a lantern.

Master Fu San ordered, "Ring the gong and notify everyone to get up and start the autumn harvest overnight. Just tell them I said there might be heavy rain coming, so hurry up and harvest!"

"yes!"

Song Qingci admired his decisiveness and responsibility very much.

He took all the responsibility himself and distanced himself from them.

Feng Xun hesitated for a moment, but quickly said, "Miss, I'll go and help too."

She stayed and couldn't help save lives.

But she is strong enough to help harvest crops.

"Go ahead, go ahead, see if there's anything I can do to help, and I'll come back later."

My mother said, don’t worry about small things, and don’t be vague about big things.

At times like this, the cold eyes, indifference and rejection of a small number of people on the mountain are not worth mentioning at all.

This is the food rations for everyone on the mountain, it's a huge matter.

If you can, you should contribute your part and not stand idly by.

Feng Xun responded and hurriedly followed the messenger.

Song Qingci followed Mr. Fu San into the yard and then into the room.

The curtain was drawn, and the candlelight reflected on it, outlining the figure behind the curtain.

Well, it's really long...

Song Qingci was about to reach out and lift the curtain, but Mr. Fu San got there first.

He even used his tall figure to block her, and then asked, "Do you want to take her pulse?"

Song Qingci was stunned and subconsciously said "hmm".

"Then wait a minute."

The next moment, while Song Qingci was stunned, Mr. Fu San pulled out a hand from behind the curtain.

The curtains were so deep that Song Qingci couldn't see the people inside.

Except for that hand.

What does this mean?

Mr. Fu San wants to keep a beautiful girl in his house and make him jealous when others see her?

Good guy, really good guy.

Song Qingci had heard her mother talk about the affair between Long Yang and Yang Yang, and she overheard it.

That year, she and Jiang Jingchu had just become engaged.

She overheard her mother and father sighing, "Why hasn't the one who should have opened up opened up, and the one who shouldn't have opened up opened up so early? What's wrong with the eldest brother? Is the eldest brother a homosexual? Even if he is, you can tell me! Am I not an open-minded mother?"

The boss he was referring to was Song Qingci's elder brother Song Mingqian.

Song Mingqian is six years older than Song Qingci. He is twenty-seven this year, but he has never been married.

Xu Jinzhu is five years older than Song Qingci. She is twenty-six years old this year and has never been married.

My mother is fine and thinks this problem is not that serious.

Little did they know that in the eyes of others, their family was a freak...

Song Qingci was quite normal and managed to win back a game for his family.

But it seems that she will eventually become a very orthodox freak in the freak family.

Therefore, she thought that Mr. Fu San might be a homosexual, but she didn't think it was that shocking.

Love is a right!

But this thought did not last long.

Because she thought of Fu An's identity again - a secret guard.

If a secret guard's face is seen by others, he is no longer a secret guard?

It seems that Mr. Fu San is a person who pays great attention to details.

But the problem is, she can't just take the pulse, doesn't she have to help treat the wound?

"Third Master, I might need to check his wound. Well, as doctors, we emphasize observation, auscultation, questioning, and palpation. Just taking his pulse isn't enough."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Fu San was about to lift the curtain.

But the hand that had been hanging limply by the bed suddenly moved.

The hand was raised with difficulty to block Mr. Fu San's hand.

Master Fu San hurriedly shook him, "How are you?"

Song Qingci was extremely surprised.

install?

What an intimate name!

Her first thought turned out to be correct.

If these two people weren't having an affair, she would change her surname to Xu!

"I'm, fine..." Fu An's voice was hoarse and intermittent.

Song Qingci couldn't help but think, Brother, you don't even have the strength to speak, why are you acting so high and mighty here?

She guessed that Fu An must be the female one.

Otherwise, he wouldn't act like a little spoiled husband and even refuse to look at himself.

It was as if I had taken advantage of him by just looking at him, huh!

Who cares?

If it weren’t for the fact that he was seriously injured, Song Qingci would have wanted to help Feng Xun “avenge”!

"If you don't want to show me, you can actually cover your face." She couldn't help but say, "Even if I see your face, I won't get eight hundred taels of silver. I won't gain any advantage."

She can't afford to lose with her mouth.

Master Fu San said, "It's okay, let her see it."

"No!" Fu An became anxious and began to cough violently.

Song Qingci: "...Cover it up quickly."

She won't take advantage of this!

If she hadn't been unable to work with her eyes covered, she would have covered her eyes herself.

I can’t stand it anymore!