Shen Shichen jumped in shock, staring with eyes wide open and mouth wide open, "You...Princess, you..."

He is an educated man with conservative ideas. He cannot accept the behavior of an unmarried woman hugging a strange man in the street.

He said in shock:

"Princess, how can you humiliate yourself like this for me! Even if I don't like you, you can't joke with your reputation!"

Qin Ye: “?”

"How could you degenerate yourself for me!"

"Princess, I really don't deserve this from you!"

“…………”

Qin Ye pursed his lips, speechless for a moment, as if a thousand curses were coming to his mind. The word "mmp" was stuck in his throat, and he didn't know whether to say it or not.

I have said everything that needs to be said and done everything that needs to be done, so why doesn't this person believe it?

How could he, a scholar, charm two princesses so much?

Are you overconfident?

That’s all!

I don't want to bother with him!

Qin Ye pushed the young man away and left with Ai Ai.

Shen Shichen chased after her, "Princess, don't be too sad. In the future, you will definitely meet someone who truly loves you."

Qin Ye didn't want to listen.

"Princess, please forget me."

Qin Ye covered his ears.

"Princess, even if you cover your ears, you can't deny your heart. You have to solve the problem from the root instead of just avoiding it."

“…”

Ai Ai whispered, "Princess, I dare to say that you are really blind. This Mr. Shen has nothing to recommend him except his good looks. Why do you like him?"

She wouldn't want this kind of person even if he was placed in front of her.

Qin Ye was silent: "..."

She didn't expect that Shen Shichen was so annoying.

I thought he was a scholar and well-educated, so I had a good impression of him and his attitude was quite ok. But who knew he was so narcissistic?

It follows you like a fly and you can't get rid of it.

Coincidentally, at this moment, a cry was heard from a clinic:

"Please save my son!"

"Please! I only have this one child! Ah..."

I saw a woman holding a child who was about three or four years old, with a black forehead and unconsciousness, kneeling in front of the clinic, crying and kowtowing desperately to beg.

The old doctor sighed repeatedly:

"If I could have saved him, I would have done it a long time ago, but it's really too late... Go back and prepare for the child's funeral."

"My son!"

"ah!"

The woman screamed in agony and almost fainted.

Qin Ye walked closer and glanced at the little boy. From the symptoms on his body, it was not difficult to tell that he had food poisoning.

Food poisoning usually occurs when the poison enters the stomach, and the toxins spread throughout the body through the blood. In ancient times when medical technology was not well developed, if the patient was sent to a doctor too late, 90% of the patients could not be saved.

However, this is not difficult for her.

She half-knelt down, held the little boy's pulse, felt it, then took out a silver needle, pricked him a few times, and slapped him hard on the back.

"cough!"

The little boy suddenly straightened his upper body, fell to the ground, and spit out a large mouthful of half-digested glutinous rice porridge with a special smell.

"He's fine now."

The woman was deeply immersed in sorrow, and only then did she notice the woman in white.

Is the child okay?

Didn’t he say that he would definitely die?

She hurriedly picked up the child and saw that the child's face gradually regained color and his breathing became stronger, which was a sign of improvement. She was so happy that she burst into tears:

"son!"

Really alive!

After the ecstasy, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Qin Ye:

"Thank you so much, young lady. Thank you so much for your kindness. You are our family's benefactor. You are the reincarnated living Bodhisattva. You are a good person!"