Chapter 321 Qiao Xi, I will feel distressed
Huo Xingzhou changed his position slightly, holding her in his arms and resting his head on her shoulder.
His sharp eyes stared at the red spots on her arm, with needle holes scattered on the acupuncture points.
Was it someone else who stabbed her, or was it herself?
Qiao Xi swiped the screen and answered the call, "Hello, Grandpa Tang. What do you want to talk to me about so late at night?"
Tang Chengde, the owner of Fu'an Tang, is an old friend of Cheng Han, and Qiao Xi buys many of herbal medicines from him.
Tang Chengde is also a member of the Haicheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.
"Qiao Xi, I saw the Liu family go to the Haicheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Association today and mentioned revoking your entry. I asked around and found out that it was Liu Huimin and Ma Hongwen who put your registration on the public record without submitting any information!"
"You have to be careful of the Liu family. This time, before the Lu family even made a move, someone already gave them a pillow."
Qiao Xi was stunned when she heard his words.
Liu Huimin teamed up with Ma Hongwen, vice president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association of Haicheng, to trick her?
She had an impression of Ma Hongwen. Last time, he had threatened her to be banned from practicing medicine for life, and had even been severely slapped in the face by Grandpa Cheng. When Zhuo Feng said that someone's financial resources had been cut off, it must have been because Ma Hongwen had received dividends from Zhuo Feng's Wanren Hall.
So Ma Hongwen always hated her and targeted her.
Qiao Xi could understand his hatred.
But she really didn't expect Liu Huimin to get involved. Does she hate her so much?
Qiao Xi felt so stuffy in her chest that she could hardly breathe.
"I see, Grandpa Tang. Thank you for telling me this news. I will definitely pay attention to it."
Tang Chengde gave a few more careful instructions before hanging up the phone.
Huo Xingzhou also heard it clearly, and he took this opportunity to pry open Qiao Xi's mouth.
His voice was low and a little hoarse: "Participate in a competition. What competition do you want to participate in?"
Qiao Xi held the phone tightly, met his deep eyes, and felt that she could no longer hide it.
"It's a needle testing meeting."
Qiao Xi explained guiltily, "Actually, I mentioned this to you a long time ago. Grandpa Cheng also said that the Lu family wouldn't necessarily target a junior like me. But I only recently discovered that my name had been submitted for public notice. I thought it was a punishment for violating the rules by treating Liu Zongyun. But I didn't expect it to be Ma Hongwen and Liu..."
She seemed reluctant to mention Liu Huimin's name.
Huo Xingzhou pinched her wrist, looked at the red dot and said, "So you're so anxious to practice on yourself? Did you make these needle holes yourself?"
Qiao Xi retracted her hand, but Huo Xingzhou didn't let her.
She lowered her head and said, "Yes."
"Next time, have Sun Weimeng find a few more guinea pigs. He has a lot of acquaintances. Don't stab yourself... At worst, you can stab me."
"My acupuncture technique is very steady and it doesn't hurt."
"But..." He looked into her eyes, "Qiao Xi, I will feel bad."
Qiao Xi felt a stab in the heart at his words: "Don't worry, I know my limits."
"Your measure is to hide it from me even though you were forced to participate in the competition?"
His fingertips gently rubbed the needle holes on her skin. "Am I so untrustworthy?"
"No!"
Qiao Xi hurriedly explained, "The preliminary round is in Haicheng. It's very easy, and I should be able to pass it smoothly. That's why I wanted to wait until it's over before telling you."
She didn't hide it on purpose, but she saw that he was worried about the order from the Zhong family recently and didn't want to add to his troubles.
Huo Xingzhou's voice slowed down and deepened: "Have you decided to participate?"
Qiao Xi nodded solemnly.
She said, "Actually, Grandpa Cheng had long anticipated that I wouldn't be able to escape, so he gave me the 'Nine Plum Blossom Needles' long ago. He must have regretted the division between northern and southern Chinese medicine. Chinese medicine should be a comprehensive and comprehensive practice, not a narrow-minded one. The Lu family's acupuncture method is so dominant that it not only targets our Cheng family's acupuncture method, but also suppresses the development of other family acupuncture traditions."
"Mr. Huo, this rule is unreasonable. I don't want Grandpa Cheng to regret his whole life. He and the Lu family seem to have an unsolvable knot. And I can't forget my grandmother's death either."
"These things will keep me going. If it doesn't work out..." She looked down at her wrist, "That proves I'm not strong enough. Challenging authority comes at a price."
The worst outcome is to have your tendons gouged out and abandon medicine.
This needle trial conference is just her first step.
If she can't even overcome such difficulties, how can she realize her dream and become a figure like the traditional Chinese medicine doctor Cheng Han!
She hopes that one day, everyone who sees her will call her the traditional Chinese medicine master Qiao Xi.
Her thin back was straight, her eyes were firm, and her beauty was clear.
Huo Xingzhou tightened his embrace and said, "Since you've made up your mind, go for it. I can't guarantee that I can keep you safe, but I can bear the consequences with you."
"That's enough! I thought you would blame me for keeping it from you."
Qiao Xi felt a bittersweet feeling in her heart, and the emotion she felt was about to overflow.
Huo Xingzhou held her hand tightly: "Qiao Xi, we are husband and wife. Husband and wife are meant to share joys and sorrows, life and death together."
Qiao Xi looked at him, tears welling up in her clear eyes.
How lucky she was to be married to him.
"Mr. Huo..."
She shouted with emotion in her eyes.
Huo Xingzhou gently stroked the back of her hand, "Call me Xingzhou or...husband."
Qiao Xi pursed her lips and called out in a rather unpracticed manner, "Sail the boat."
She repeated the name in her heart, over and over again.
Sailing.
Sailing...
I always feel that his name is the most pleasant and meaningful.
Huo Xingzhou's lips curled up slightly: "Why do you always call me Mr. Huo?"
Qiao Xi was silent for a moment before saying, "Because I respect and love you so much, I always feel that husband is too frivolous. Xingzhou... is an equal term of address. And Mr. Huo once saved me from danger. You are the person I thought about the most during my school days, the person I wanted to repay."
The Xingyue Foundation gave her the opportunity to study and go to college.
Huo Xingzhou is the torch in her life. When the sudden rain stops and the sun goes down, he sails across the world.
Calling "Mr. Huo" with deep and reserved affection was her poorest romance.
Huo Xingzhou's deep eyes almost saw into her heart: "Little Miracle Doctor, we are equal. You can call me an equal. I am the man you legally own."
Licensed, legally permitted.
Qiao Xi was amused by his words and felt sweet in her heart.
Legally owned man.
“Sail the boat… sail the boat!”
She whispered his name.
He saw her inner inferiority and took good care of her. He did not laugh at her or make any unkind remarks, but told her clearly.
Even though their family backgrounds are very different, their growing environments are completely different.
Their souls are equal.
Qiao Xi quickly kissed him on the cheek: "I like you so much."
Old Chen, who was driving the front seat, quickly looked away. He wondered if he should lower the rear fender to avoid disturbing the young couple's intimacy. Young people these days were truly unrestrained. He kept running into Aunt Qian, agonizing over what to make for them.
"Old Chen." Huo Xingzhou suddenly shouted.
Old Chen sat upright and said, "Hey, Master. What do you want me to do?"
Huo Xingzhou said calmly: "Change the route to the Liu family."
"Yes, Master."
Qiao Xi concealed the warmth on her face and asked, "How do I get to the Liu family?"
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