"Third Master?"
"You are a good swimmer." Mr. Fu San said with a smile.
Song Qingci's face suddenly turned red.
She didn't tell him yesterday that she was hydrophilic because she was afraid of embarrassing him.
"Stop playing, the water is too cold, both of you should go back early."
"Why is the Third Master here?" Song Qingci shrank back into the water.
"I heard Jin Yue came to the pond, so I came to check on her because I was worried."
Song Qingci thought to himself, you must be worried because you heard that Jin Yue is with me.
Well, in Mr. Fu San's mind, she is almost unreliable.
"I'll put it here, come up and put it on." Mr. Fu San took off his cloak and put it aside, then retreated a dozen steps away like a gentleman, with his back to her.
Song Qingci thought to himself, I came here well prepared today, so how could I not bring clothes?
She climbed up, went around the big rock, and changed her clothes.
As soon as she came out, Jin Yue came over holding the screen and said with a smile, "Sister, this is for you."
Song Qingci: "...No need."
"Put it on!"
Once you put on her father's clothes, you will belong to her father from now on.
Everyone on the mountain said that my sister was leaving.
They said that my sister's family was very rich and that her family was coming to pick her up.
But Jin Yue hasn’t had enough fun with her yet!
But Jin Yue had no reason to keep her.
After thinking about it, I feel that my father still needs to work hard on this matter.
She can play supporting role.
Ever since Song Qingci "drove Bai Ya down the mountain", Jin Yue has been looking at her with admiration.
She naively believed that as long as Song Qingci was around, she would not have a stepmother.
So, she needs her sister so much.
Song Qingci took the cloak, but did not put it on. Instead, he held it back and gave it back to Mr. Fu San.
Mr. Fu San looked at her after she changed her clothes. Even with the straw hat and cloth skirt, she was still graceful.
The little girl is so beautiful that even Mr. Fu, who thinks all women are the same, has to praise her as being stunning.
"I might," Third Master Fu chuckled, "but I'll still have to trouble you."
Song Qingci was confused and blinked before realizing what he was saying.
She smiled with her eyes curved: "Third Master, you are too kind. I will prepare it when I get home and it will be ready tomorrow."
That’s great, she can finally stop owing favors to others!
The feeling of owing someone a favor is so bad that I can’t sleep well at night.
Jin Yue didn't understand, but she was curious.
"Dad, sister, what are you talking about?"
"Nothing." They both said in unison.
Jin Yue stamped her feet in anger: "You two discussed this and didn't tell me, you, you bullied the child!"
Song Qingci flicked her forehead and said, "I'm just bullying you, what's wrong?"
Mr. Fu San watched the two of them playing and laughing, feeling a sense of vicissitudes of life in his heart.
Although he is only six years older than Song Qingci, he always feels that there is a generation gap between them.
The next day, Song Qingci, well prepared, came to Mr. Fu San's room and handed him a bowl of black medicine.
"Third Master, you better think carefully," she said mischievously, "After you take this bowl of medicine, you'll be unconscious."
His life was in her hands.
Originally, Song Qingci was worried that he would be wary of him, so he took the initiative to suggest that he find two trustworthy people to accompany him.
But Mr. Fu San refused.
He didn't even mention Fu An.
"I'm sorry to trouble you, little girl." Mr. Fu San looked at her and smiled. He reached out to take the bowl of medicine, drank it all, and then lay on the bed, as if letting her do whatever she wanted.
This was the first time he had looked up at her, able to see her smooth, white chin and her slender, graceful neck like a swan...
Over and over again, I can only sigh: the little girl is so beautiful.
Song Qingci was thinking, the strong will always be strong. Even now, when he was lying in front of him, waiting for him to treat him, he was open and calm, without showing any weakness that was typical of a patient.
What kind of family and what kind of experience could produce a person like Mr. Fu Sanye?
Mr. Fu San soon found that he could not open his eyelids.
Before falling into a coma, he said, "Just do it with confidence. Man proposes, God disposes," and then he closed his eyes.
He fell asleep.
Her brows were relaxed, her long eyelashes covered her slightly deep eye sockets, her nose was high, her thin lips were naturally closed, and there seemed to be a faint smile at the corners of her mouth.
He is completely confident in himself.
He said he was open-minded about the outcome, and from his demeanor, he didn't seem to be playing tough.
A tall, open-minded man who is as admirable as a mountain.
Song Qingci stood in awe and said softly, "Don't worry, Third Master, leave it to me. I won't let you down."
Medical skills are her livelihood, and it is also the only strict requirement her mother has placed on her since she was a child.
She can.
She wanted to heal his heart more than anyone else she had ever healed.
She can do it.
Mr. Fu San didn't know how long it took him to wake up. The pain in his right hand reminded him of what had happened.
He slowly turned his head to look at the bedside, and saw Song Qingci lying there asleep.
The setting sun came in through the window with its rosy glow, sharing an equal amount of color with the darkness in the room.
Song Qingci was lying in the darkness, but was covered with a layer of bright glow.
It turned out to be dark.
The little girl looked exhausted.
She probably didn't get enough rest last night and had exerted herself today, so she fell asleep out of exhaustion.
"Miss, the medicine is ready." Feng Xun's voice rang out in the yard.
Mr. Fu San closed his eyes as if feeling guilty.
But why is he guilty?
Mr. Fu San couldn't help laughing at himself, then slowly opened his eyes.
Song Qingci was just woken up. He opened his sleepy eyes and met the eyes of Mr. Fu Sanye.
There was a smile in Mr. Fu San's eyes.
Song Qingci's eyes were wide open, but without focus, and he was obviously not awake yet.
After a while, she seemed to suddenly wake up, "Third Master, are you awake? Don't move, you can't move your fingers yet!"
"I didn't move." Master Fu San said with a smile, "Don't be nervous."
Song Qingci: "..."
You should be the one who is nervous, but you act like nothing happened.
"It might be a little painful. I asked Feng Xun to make some painkillers for you." Song Qingci explained, "Feng Xun, bring the medicine in."
She patiently explained to Third Master Fu, "Even though the painkillers will slow down your recovery for a few days, there's no rush anyway. The most important thing is that we suffer less. Third Master, don't worry about the medicine. When I was a kid, I was naughty and followed others climbing a tree. I broke my leg, and my mother gave me a lot of painkillers, and the pain really went away."
"I don't need to. I can hold it in. I didn't realize you could be so naughty."
"Why should you endure it? Just for others to praise you as a hero? If you can avoid pain, why should you feel pain?" Song Qingci disagreed, "I'm a doctor, you listen to me!"
You're not in a hurry to find someone to fight or seek revenge, so why can't you wait?
I haven't seen him anxious before!
It hurts anyone when a needle pricks their body. No one is thick-skinned, they just can endure it better.
But Song Qingci said, don't endure it! Be nice to yourself!
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