Mr. Jing?
When Ye Linlang heard the words "Mr. Jing", a familiar face naturally appeared in her mind.
Hua Wuxia pulled Ye Linlang into the back seat of the car.
The night is as cool as water.
The entire imperial capital fell into a deep sleep.
Ye Linlang had just cried, and her eyes were sore again.
She leaned on Hua Wuxia's shoulder, looking forward to a "reunion" with her aunt.
Just like the Xie family.
The Jing family also lives in the compound.
In the courtyard, the trees are towering.
Occasionally, you can see a few young figures under the street lights.
After the car stopped, Ye Linlang and Hua Wuxia got out.
The Jing family's living room was full of people.
Ye Linlang took a quick look but didn't see her aunt.
She was a little puzzled. Could it be that this Jing family was not the Jing family of her aunt?
No.
They should be from the same Jing family.
As soon as Hua Wuxia entered the Jing family, the family doctor came forward and explained Mr. Jing's condition in a gentle voice.
"I ate a bowl of Xiang's braised pork in the evening, and soon after, I vomited and then fainted."
Hua Wuxia nodded slightly: "Let me see Master Jing first."
Mr. Jing was covered with a brocade quilt and looked very thin.
After Hua Wuxia checked on Elder Jing's condition, he said in a deep voice, "It's a minor problem. Acupuncture can solve it."
Ye Linlang quietly assisted Hua Wuxia.
The news of Jing's fainting quickly spread throughout the compound.
In the room, Ye Linlang and Hua Wuxia were treating Mr. Jing.
Some people in the compound also came to the Jing family one after another.
After Hua Wuxia gave Mr. Jing a needle, Mr. Jing slowly woke up.
He looked at the crystal chandelier above his head, and it took him a while to realize where he was.
"Comrade Xiaohua, thank you for taking the trouble to come here again."
Hua Wuxia collected the needles expressionlessly, "Master Jing, since you feel I'm working hard, just follow the doctor's orders and don't cause any trouble for him."
“The braised pork is delicious.”
Hua Wuxia said: "Life is more important."
"It's all death, whether it's early or late."
Hua Wuxia skillfully prescribed a prescription for the younger generation of the Jing family.
"First, boil a bowl of medicine for the old man."
Everyone in the Jing family breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Old Man Jing wake up.
"Comrade Xiaohua, who is this girl?"
Hua Wuxia said, "My disciple Ye Linlang."
Master Jing asked, "How much of your true teachings have I received?"
"Better than me." Hua Wuxia was not modest at all, "The disciple is better than the master."
Elder Jing leaned against the headboard and praised, "To receive such praise from Comrade Xiaohua, it shows that your little apprentice has great potential. Where is Miss Linlang studying now?"
"Imperial Capital University Junior Class."
When Mr. Jing heard these seven words, he became even more interested in Ye Linlang.
"I was thinking that if Xiaohua took a fancy to my grandson, he would arrange a marriage with your little apprentice. But now it seems that those brats in my family are not worthy of marrying such a good girl."
Hua Wuxia commented pertinently: "You have better vision than Xie Qian."
Old Jing laughed heartily: "If the Xie family heard what you said, he would fight you to the death!"
The Xie family's ancestor walked in with the support of Xie Xuning. She asked, "You're not dead yet? Who are you going to fight with?"
Ye Linlang and Xie Xuning's eyes met in the air, then moved away silently.
Ye Linlang's earlobe, hidden in her black hair, was faintly flushed.
"Why didn't I see your eldest daughter-in-law today?"
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