Chapter 52 The hospital can’t cure it, can you
Yan Sihuai couldn't help but open his mouth to confirm:
"Sister, you mean Sister Mingyue, is she reborn?"
Fu Yang: "You can understand it that way."
It seems that Su Mingyue has performed well in recent years, making her silly brother and the Yan family trust her very much.
If the person in front of him was not the original body's younger brother, Fu Yang would not have bothered to remind him.
I don’t know whether my younger brother will believe what she said.
Faced with the choice between himself and Su Mingyue, what will he choose?
Yan Sihuai frowned when he heard this.
Sister Mingyue is reborn?
When did it happen?
He never noticed anything unusual about Sister Mingyue.
However, does Sister Mingyue have a lot of hostility towards my sister?
Yan Sihuai frowned and seriously recalled Su Mingyue's performance since she participated in the show.
He was not a stupid person, so he quickly discovered that Su Mingyue's seemingly unintentional words on the show actually had hidden meanings.
It leads others to have a bad impression of my sister.
What's more, Sister Mingyue is an actress and she has millions of fans. Yan Sihuai knows that many of those fans are crazy. Maybe while watching the show, they will be secretly led to abuse Sister.
When Yan Sihuai thought of this, he suddenly felt that his understanding of Su Mingyue had been overturned.
When did she become like this?
Why is he so hostile towards his sister?
Yan Sihuai's expression was solemn, and he couldn't help but worry.
"Sister, she didn't bully you secretly, did she?"
This "she" refers to Su Mingyue.
Fu Yang was stunned when he heard this, then he laughed.
"Do I look like someone who would be bullied?"
Yan Sihuai thought of her past glorious achievements and fell silent for a moment.
It seems so.
Who can bully my sister?
Yan Sihuai straightened his expression and said seriously:
"Sister, I'll remember what you said. I'll be careful in the future and stay away from Sister Mingyue."
Yan Sihuai thought of how Su Mingyue had saved her when she was a child, and because of the affection they had for each other over the years, he still called her Sister Mingyue.
But he thought, if he really had to choose between Sister Mingyue and his sister, he would choose his sister.
However, he still needed some time to accept the fact that Sister Mingyue was not as good as he had imagined.
Yan Sihuai put this matter aside for the time being and said:
"Sister, I want you to do a paternity test as soon as possible, okay?"
Fu Yang:
"Can."
Yan Sihuai looked at her with sparkling eyes, then said cautiously:
"Sister, can you give me some of your hair?"
Fu Yang frowned and did not agree immediately.
Yan Sihuai immediately explained;
"Sister, Dad is out of the country these days, and Mom is in this situation, so we can't go to the hospital with you to draw blood for identification. We can only use hair, or fingernails will also work."
He looked a little nervous, as he was worried that his sister would suddenly change her mind.
Fu Yang thought about it after listening.
"Okay, I can give you my hair. However, you have to know that hair, nails, and blood are very important to people in our line of work. They are connected to sexual destiny. If a warlock has ill intentions, he can use these things to cast a spell or curse on me."
"So, after you get my hair, you must handle it properly. Don't let it fall into the hands of others, especially Su Mingyue."
After hearing this, Yan Sihuai looked a little nervous.
So that's how it is.
"Sister, don't worry, I will definitely pay attention!"
As for Sister Mingyue, after I knew that she was hostile to my sister, I never thought of telling her about this.
Seeing how serious he was, Fu Yang pulled out three strands of hair. Before handing them to Yan Sihuai, she paused, closed her eyes and silently recited a few words.
Yan Sihuai took out a small plastic sealed bag from somewhere and carefully put the hair into it.
There was joy in his eyes, the joy of his family being reunited.
Fu Yang: "Okay, it's getting late, you should go back and rest."
Yan Sihuai thought that he would not be able to sleep tonight.
He wants to share this good news with his eldest brother and father!
However, Yan Sihuai still agreed.
"Sister, you should rest early too."
Fu Yang nodded.
"Until the paternity test results come out, you should just call me by my name as before."
Otherwise, Su Mingyue, who is a very cunning person, would definitely discover something.
To avoid complications.
Although Yan Sihuai was not very happy, he still nodded obediently.
"I see."
After Yan Sihuai returned to his room, Fu Yang looked to the other side of the balcony.
It just happened to meet Qi Lin's gaze.
Before Fu Yang could speak, Qi Lin, for some reason, quickly explained:
"I didn't eavesdrop on your conversation."
He didn't know why he went out after noticing that Fu Yang didn't return to the room.
I don't even know why I followed her when I saw her and Yan Sihuai alone together.
Fu Yang smiled.
"I know."
Because she had just set up a small barrier, even if others wanted to eavesdrop, they would not be able to hear anything.
Qi Lin was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say. Fu Yang looked at the merits and purple aura all over his body, and finally couldn't help feeling a little greedy.
Especially for her, a Taoist priest who had just been injured.
That's just like a pig seeing cabbage, it wants to eat it!
Fu Yang suddenly smiled and pointed at the chair opposite her.
"Can't you sleep? Do you want to sit down and chat?"
Fu Yang was a little unsure whether he would agree.
After all, Qi Lin is a president who only cares about work. Time is very precious and every minute counts as millions.
Does he take time to talk to himself?
But Qi Lin was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then agreed.
"OK."
Qi Lin sat down in front of Fu Yang, and he suddenly felt that his anxious heart had calmed down at this moment.
But when he looked up at Fu Yang, he suddenly frowned, and his voice was low and a little worried:
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Now it was Fu Yang's turn to be stunned, and she smiled.
"Why do you say that?"
Qi Lin looked serious and solemn.
"You are paler than usual, and—"
He pointed to the corner of his mouth.
"You still have a little blood stain here."
He said:
"You are injured. I will take you to the hospital."
Fu Yang didn't expect that his observation skills were so good that he could even tell so accurately that his complexion was paler than usual.
She shook her head, as if joking, but also as if seriously saying;
"I was slightly injured, but the hospital can't treat it."
Qi Lin:
"How can it be cured?"
Fu Yang looked at him.
"You can cure it."
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