In the end, Qin Ye went in.

The furnishings in the wooden house were very simple. The beds, tables, chairs, and cabinets were all handmade. There were many bottles and jars of herbs and medicines, and the aroma of medicine was very strong.

The old man, who was so thin that he was deformed and twisted, sat on the chair, with his extremely shrunken back slumped down, making him look like a dwarf.

Ever since Qin Ye came in, that strange gaze has been fixed on Qin Ye.

close the door.

Close the window.

sit down.

He stared at her without moving his eyes, which was so strange that it made her scalp tingle and want to run away.

However, Qin Ye just frowned, then sat still, allowing himself to be looked at calmly.

Stare, stare...

For a full half moment.

The old man's cane rested on the ground. He held the handle with both hands and spoke hoarsely:

"Girl, aren't you afraid of me?"

The sound sounded like a rusty knife being sharpened on a pillar. The sound was sharp, ugly and extremely harsh.

Qin Ye smiled calmly:

"As the old saying goes, judging a book by its cover is the biggest mistake you can make."

"God is fair. He gave you extraordinary wisdom but not excellent conditions; he gave you a noble status but not a warm family. For example, you have extraordinary medical skills and can save lives, but you lack appearance."

She spoke slowly and calmly, without any fear or sarcasm.

She is his equal.

These words made the old man stunned.

Over the years, everyone who has seen him has regarded him as a devil, disgusted and despised him, and not even given him a place to live.

This girl was the first person to treat him with respect.

Looking at the woman's outline, the pain in my heart became more intense...

"Come here." He waved.

Qin Ye was quite resistant before, but after entering the house, she found that the old man had a gentle temper. Although his face was scary, he never threatened to hurt her.

She stood up and walked closer.

"Closer."

She brought a chair and sat down three steps away from him.

The old man slowly stretched out his skinny hand and touched her cheek.

Qin Ye just paused for a moment and didn't dodge.

The old man smiled faintly: "Everyone in the world knows that I am a good doctor, but they don't know that I have lived a long time and seen a lot. I am also good at reading bones and physiognomy."

After he finished speaking, his extremely thin hands touched the bone of her jaw and pressed it with a little force.

Cheekbones, brow bones, acupoints, behind the ears...

His technique was fast and skillful. The faster he touched, the more excited he became. He could no longer control his emotions and suddenly stood up:

"Girl, your face... one in a million, rare in a century, you will be extremely rich and powerful, and you will achieve great success in the future... cough cough!"

I don’t know if it was because of excitement or something, but I suddenly coughed violently.

With his thin and old body and the forceful cough, he slumped down on the stool, as if he would ascend to heaven at any moment.

Qin Ye hurriedly supported him and said, "Thank you for your good words. I am the fourth daughter of the Qin family, a rich woman, and I am worthy of your words."

“No, no…” The old man held her hand tightly, “The Qin family is unlucky and cannot give birth to someone with your fate. Your roots are not in the Qin family!”

Qin Ye was stunned.

What do you mean her roots are not in the Qin family?

An is her biological mother. She grew up in Prime Minister Qin's mansion since she was a child. She never left the house. In the past fifteen years, she has not even left the imperial capital. Where else could she be except the Qin family?

"What's the meaning?"

She asked again, but the old man just shook his head and refused to say anything more.

"The poison on your face has sealed seven major acupoints including the Cangfeng Point and the Xunlong Point, and it has also obscured your sharpness. If you don't detoxify... cough cough... maybe it's a good thing if you don't detoxify... cough cough cough!"

The old man spoke rapidly, choked and coughed, and actually spat out a mouthful of blood.

Dark red blood!

It's poison!

"You're poisoned?!" Qin Ye was stunned. Wasn't he a ghost doctor? He had extraordinary medical skills, so why couldn't he cure himself?

She grabbed his wrist and tried to feel his pulse, but the old man took it back:

"Girl, I should have been dying for more than a decade, but God has allowed me to survive until now. My poison took effect the moment I saw you. This may be God's arrangement."

He doesn't have much time left.

"Your appearance triggered my poison. It seems that God wants you to inherit my secrets, but I... can't tell you more, ahem!"

The old man grabbed Qin Ye tightly, coughing and spitting blood, and said quickly:

"Girl, remember my words, put away your edge, or you will get into trouble!"

"What do you mean?" Qin Ye realized that there was something else behind his words, and even realized that there was a deeper secret hidden in it, so he hurriedly asked,

"What are you going to tell me!"

"Remember... remember! Stay away from the royal family, otherwise... ahem... otherwise, my today will be your tomorrow!"