Shangguan Wu raised an eyebrow. She didn't recognize him, but the village chief and Rou Rou did.
Rou Rou probably remembered some plot point again.
"Oh, you can continue."
Shangguan Wu gestured for them to go ahead, indicating that she intended to talk to Rou Rou alone later.
Seeing that she didn't ask any more questions, Yan Yirou turned around and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Grandpa Qi looked at her and smiled: "She will talk to you alone."
"Huh?" Yan Yirou's heart, which had just been put at ease, was thrown into mid-air again.
"Tell her the truth."
Old Master Qi considered Wu's network of connections: with the Gu family in the north and the Ji family in the south, there was no need to worry about the business world. As for the military and political circles, the first batch of kids who entered Baiyin Village had all grown up and were still alive; it was time for him to collect some interest from their elders.
"Don't be nervous, it's nothing."
"As expected of a big shot!" Yan Yirou obediently replied, "Oh."
Just then, Liu Kui walked into the traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy.
When Yan Yirou saw him, she knew he had bought the Eight Treasure Duck and that she was going back to the hospital.
Otherwise, it won't taste good when it gets cold, so it's better not to buy it at all.
"Grandpa, I have to go back now. I'll come back to chat with you another day!"
Yan Yirou leaned forward and said in a low voice, "Next time, please feel free to ask me any questions. I will answer them to the best of my ability."
Grandpa Qi smiled and nodded: "Alright, you can go back now."
Yan Yirou got up and left.
"Honey, wait a minute!"
Shangguan Wu called out to her, his words carrying a poignant weight: "You forgot your bitter melon!"
Yan Yirou: "..."
Is she a devil?
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