"Brother is here too." Li Shiyao's eyes inadvertently swept across the plum branch in Bai Xiao's hand, "Thanks to Brother Yuheng's miraculous healing, brother's health has recovered greatly."
Bai Xiao sensed the subtle atmosphere and stepped back considerately: "Yuheng, I'll go get some tea for Auntie."
After Bai Xiao walked away, Li Shiyao suddenly took out a sachet embroidered with orchids from her sleeve: "This is made of Western tranquilizers. My brother said... that Brother Yuheng has been staying up late to see patients recently. This may be useful."
The stitching of the sachet was so fine that it was obvious that it had been carefully crafted. Zheng Yuheng was about to refuse when he heard a light cough behind him.
Zheng Yuyi came over with a gloomy face: "Ms. Li, the plum blossoms over there are in full bloom..."
Li Shiyao seemed to have heard nothing, but still handed the sachet to Zheng Yuheng stubbornly.
Zheng Yuheng took a half step back and declined politely, "Sister Shiyao is thoughtful. But a doctor cannot treat himself, so let's leave this sachet to someone who needs it more."
Li Shiyao's hand was suspended in the air. Seeing this, Zheng Yuyi snatched the sachet and said, "Ms. Li's embroidery is really exquisite. Why don't you give it to me..."
"Give it back to me!" Li Shiyao suddenly raised her voice, attracting the attention of the guests nearby.
She realized she had lost her composure, and suppressed her emotions as she whispered, "Second Young Master Zheng, I made this myself..."
The scene was extremely awkward. Zheng Yu's face instantly turned pale, and the sachet in his hand was deformed by his grip.
He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and walked away, his leather shoes stepping heavily on the bluestone slabs, making a harsh sound.
At this time, Bai Xiao appeared with a tea tray: "Sister Shiyao, this is the freshly brewed Biluochun, would you like to try it and see if it suits your taste?"
Zheng Yuheng took the tea tray and quietly moved aside, naturally separating the two of them: "It's windy today, Sister Shiyao, you should go back to the flower hall."
Li Shiyao's fingertips left a few crescent-shaped marks on her sleeves, and she finally turned and left.
Bai Xiao looked at Li Shiyao's stiff back as she walked away and sighed softly, "I'm afraid Miss Li is..."
"It's just because I take care of her brother." Zheng Yuheng put the tea tray on the stone railing, took a deep breath, and continued: "Bai Xiao, I will ask my mother to prepare the six gifts and come to propose marriage tomorrow, okay?"
This sentence was like a stone thrown into a quiet lake. Bai Xiao raised her head suddenly, her eyes wide open, and the handkerchief in her hand fell to the ground. She never expected him to say that.
"You...what did you say?" Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but the tips of her ears were already red as if blood was dripping out.
Zheng Yuheng calmed down. He bent down to pick up her handkerchief and gently brushed off the dust on it: "I almost missed my whole life when I pushed you away..." His voice was low and full of regret, "I'm sorry for making you wait for so long."
"You know my father hates Western medicine the most." She whispered, her eyelashes casting tiny shadows on her face.
Zheng Yuheng suddenly smiled, with gentle smile lines on his eyes. "I published a paper on the clinical research of combining traditional Chinese and Western medicine to treat tuberculosis. I think this may convince Mr. Bai?"
"Idiot..." Bai Xiao's voice trembled, "Who wants to read your obscure papers..." She raised her head, her eyes were red, but she stubbornly refused to let the tears fall.
Zheng Yuheng looked at her like this and felt a warm current surge in his chest.
He subconsciously took a half step forward, wanting to hold her in his arms, but when he saw the guests coming and going not far away, he had to restrain himself.
"Ahem..." He pretended to adjust his tie and stepped back, his Adam's apple rolling a few times. The words "Will you spend the rest of your life with me?" that he had practiced thousands of times turned around between his lips and teeth a few times, and finally became: "So...what about you? Do you hate me like this?"
Bai Xiao turned her face away, but her ears were red as if they were about to bleed: "...I hate you the most."
Zheng Yuheng looked at the corners of her taut lips that suddenly turned up, and lowered his head and chuckled.
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