C9

When Song Ziyang saw Wei Xinyi's reddened eyes, his heart also warmed: "Why do Miss Wei say that, healer, treating patients is the responsibility, I'm only trying to temporarily control your grandfather's illness, I still need to continue feeding him with the Chinese medicine."

Wei Xinyi's beautiful face revealed a smile that she hadn't shown in a long time. It was the first time she smiled from the bottom of her heart.

Even Song Ziyang was a little absent-minded by Wei Xinyi's beauty.

Song Ziyang handed over the delicately written prescription to Wei Xinyi: "The ingredients cannot be too many or too few, and every single one must not be lacking. The older the drug induction, the better it is.

"Mr. Song is really good at writing!"

Looking at the delicate and pretty words which seemed majestic, Wei Xinyi's eyes lit up and she nodded her head.

However, when she saw a few of the Chinese medicinal herbs, she frowned. Because of the old man's illness, Wei Xinyi had some knowledge of Chinese medicine.

Wei Xinyi was just about to open her mouth and leave Song Ziyang here after dinner before she left, carefully and carefully carrying the prescription with her.

However, Song Ziyang started to speak first: "Miss Wei, my Junior Master and the rest are definitely waiting for my news at home. I'm afraid they might be too worried, so it's better to head back now!"

Thinking for a moment, Wei Xinyi nodded: "Since that's the case, then let me send Mr. Song out."

Song Ziyang did not refuse.

Wei Laosan watched the two leave and waved his hands. He did not stay any longer.

There were only a few servants left in the room who had been serving the old tutor.

"Liang Zong, I'm so sorry to have let you watch such a farce today. The great young miss of Wei Family actually kneeled down to a young man!"

Third Master, you don't have to be too impatient. Wei Xinyi doesn't understand self-esteem, that is because she isn't sensible. She is just a junior, how can she represent your Wei Family?

Seeing that Liang Long was in such a good mood, Wei Laosan was also a lot more at ease. With a smile on his face, he said, "Liang Ri is truly open-hearted. Don't decline tonight, we won't go home until we're drunk!"

"Sure!"

Liang Long also smiled as he looked at Wei Laosan. Wei Laosan had great financial authority in the Jiang Prefecture as a person with actual authority in the Wei Family. Even though he was the most expensive person in the region, he still had to curry favor with Wei Laosan.

… ….

At the entrance of Wei Family.

"Please wait, Mr. Song."

Looking around and seeing that there was no one around, Wei Xinyi finally stopped Song Ziyang.

"Miss Wei, is there anything else?"

Song Ziyang looked at Wei Xinyi in confusion. Wei Xinyi did not say anything along the way, but why did she stop him when they were about to leave?

"Mr. Song, to tell you the truth, I know that the prescription you just gave has a few flavors, all of them are herbal medicines with the effects of detoxification."

"This …"

Seeing Song Ziyang's hesitant expression, Wei Xinyi's face darkened. Was it really possible that someone had poisoned her?

"Mr. Song, I hope you can tell me whether or not my grandfather's disease is man-made … Poison? " Wei Xinyi's intelligence had obviously exceeded Song Ziyang's expectations, but she could guess about it from Song Ziyang's expression.

Song Ziyang was also good at hearing the sincerity in their gazes and breathing sounds. Wei Xinyi had told him before when he was treating Old Master Wei.

He had seen every single one of their expressions.

He knew clearly in his heart that Wei Xinyi was truly worried about Old Master Wei, she couldn't possibly be the one who poisoned him.

On the contrary, it was the third son of the Old Master Wei who was worthy of suspicion, which was Wei Laosan.

"Miss Wei, I can only tell you this. Be careful of your Third Uncle's disease. As long as you keep consuming the medicinal ingredients on the prescription, there will be a day when you will be completely recovered."

"But …"

"During this time, if anyone uses any other methods against your grandfather, then I won't be able to control them."

Upon hearing that Song Ziyang could cure her grandfather's illness, Wei Xinyi could be considered relieved. After thinking about it for a bit, she knew why Song Ziyang had not finished his words earlier.

From the looks of it, he didn't want those who wanted to know to use the next trick on the lordmaster.

Thank you, Mr. Song, for your guidance! I will definitely be on my guard! "

Wei Xinyi seemed to have something on her mind, because Song Ziyang's words had made her think of a terrifying matter.

… ….

Previously, her Third Uncle had wanted to have his grandfather teach him all the powers in Wei Family, but Old Master Wei never replied.

He said that he would have to wait for Wei Xinyi's father and boss to come back before he could think things over.

And even though the lordmaster had been ill before, he hadn't been this serious.

Furthermore, Jiang Guanglin had come over to treat it, although it was not treated, it still delayed the progress of the disease.

However, the old tutor couldn't do it today.

He lay unconscious on the bed.

Her Third Uncle was the first one to notice this fact and immediately told Sang Biao to get Jiang Guanglin to come and treat her.

… ….

Seeing Wei Xinyi's frightened look, Song Ziyang guessed that she must have thought of something.

However, he didn't want to be involved in such a whirlpool. If he didn't leave now, when would he?

"Mn, since that's the case, Miss Wei, I will take my leave first."

The things that happened today could be considered as perfectly resolved. This way, Martial Uncle and the rest wouldn't have to suffer the intimidation of this Wei Family anymore.

"Mr. Song, you … Can you leave your cell phone number behind? "

"Ah?" Mobile phone number? What's a cell phone number? "

Song Ziyang frowned. He had grown up in the mountains, so he did not know much about modern technology. Now that he had heard something new, he obviously did not know. The communication between the Cloud Mist Mountain and the outside world had always been the form of a letter.

Seeing Song Ziyang's serious expression, Wei Xinyi was sure that Song Ziyang did not mean to decline.

He smiled and said to Song Ziyang, "The mobile phone number is one of the electronic products that we are contacting right now. If Mr. Song doesn't have one, then I will bring you to buy one right now. After that, it will be convenient for us to contact each other in the future! "

"This, isn't good. I'll go buy one myself."

"Nothing! "Let's go, I'll bring you to buy one right away. In any case, you saved my grandfather's life, so I haven't thanked you properly yet.

Wei Xinyi thought for a while. Cultivators must have a very high opinion of karma. That was why they suddenly thought that they had a good karma.

Hearing that, Song Ziyang's words really hit the mark.

This was what his master had said when Song Ziyang left the mountain. Doing good deeds, growing good causes, and obtaining good fruits!

"Then I'll be troubling Miss Wei!"

Song Ziyang slightly bowed, he was also a straightforward person.

"Please wait a moment, I'll go get the car. I'll be right there!"

Hearing that Song Ziyang had agreed to it, Wei Xinyi was overjoyed. If she could get Song Ziyang's contact information, then she would be able to contact him immediately if anything happened to her grandfather.

Not for long.

A blue Ferrari parked in front of Song Ziyang. Its body was long and well-proportioned, shining brightly under the sunlight, attracting people's attention.

Was this the car Wei Xinyi was talking about?

Why does it look a little different from those square boxes on the road?

Wei Xinyi was wearing a pair of blue sunglasses that matched the color of the car. At this moment, her qipao had been changed into a long skirt.

After getting on the carriage, Song Ziyang realized that the stool he sat on almost made him sink into it.

It's too soft, isn't it?!

He looked around and saw that the interior of the car looked like this. The crimson color was completely different from the azure color on the outside.

However, such a strong visual impact actually caused Song Ziyang to feel a tall aura.

When he saw Wei Xinyi's delicate arm, Song Ziyang realized that he couldn't move his eyes away.

Her snow-white skin looked like a pair of infant's arms. Her swan like long neck was also exposed to the air, making her appear very elegant.

Jing Mei's face was painted with makeup, but her beauty was unfathomable.

She, who was originally twenty-three, now had the mature charm of a lot of girls that Song Ziyang had never come into contact with before.

Perhaps even the senior sister on the mountain would be slightly inferior.

Wei Xinyi accidentally saw Song Ziyang's strange gaze from the rearview mirror and blushed.

However, unexpectedly, there was no disgust in her heart. Instead, there was a little bit of happiness in her heart.

Although Song Ziyang was not very old, but because he had his own martial arts training in the mountain and his master was capable of teaching him well, he was far more mature and steady than his peers.

And his manner and manner were all very graceful.

Between her delicate features, she also revealed the righteousness of a middle-aged man.

Wei Xinyi finally opened her mouth to break the tranquil atmosphere as her heart continuously collided with each other.

"Mr. Song, how long are you planning to stay in Jiang Prefecture City?"

Song Ziyang regained his senses and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "This is not certain, I will go down the mountain and find a type of medicinal formula, once I find it, I will return to the mountain."

"Prescription?"

Hearing that Song Ziyang was looking for a prescription, Wei Xinyi became interested: "What kind of prescription is it?"

"Forget it, this is my own problem."

Senior Sister's haggard look flashed past Song Ziyang's mind, and when he thought of his absent-mindedness, a burst of guilt arose in his heart, and he was no longer in the mood to continue chatting.