Chapter 545

"Oh, mother, is there any misunderstanding? Our apricot is a good child and never gets angry with others."

Ji Rouen came up and secretly pulled ye Qingxing behind him.

Old lady Bo stared straight at Ji Rouen's direction with unfocused eyes. No matter how many times she had seen it, Ji Rouen would still have a suffocating sense of fear.

"You mean Mingjing bullied her?"

"I'm not sure..."

"Presumptuous!" Mrs. Bo stabbed the ground with a stick and shouted angrily, "are you an aunt like this? What bastard words you say."

Ji Rouen glanced: "mother, you can't scold Xinger indiscriminately. She's my mother's family. You won't save me some face."

The mirror patted the old lady's hand, stood up and said, "madam, the gratitude and resentment between me and miss Ye is very simple."

Mingjing's eyes fell on ye Qingxing's face: "I sympathize with you for losing your job, but if you hate me for this, I'm sorry. I don't accept it. I have a clear conscience about Zhao ninghan's affair. Miss Ye has the Kung Fu to hate me. It's better to think about how to find a job."

Ji Rouen was stunned. The girl looked soft and weak, and her heart trembled when she spoke.

She dares to speak so plainly in front of everyone. It hurts to stab the meat with a quick knife.

Yes, ma'am. I'm not satisfied with it.

Ye Qingxing's face was green and white, and the whole person was still trapped in the news that the mirror was Mrs. Bo's granddaughter.

I couldn't hang my face when I was directly satirized by the mirror.

"You..." Ji Rouen waited for a long time and said, "what's the matter with her? She's also your elder. Do you talk to your elder like this? She came from a small place and didn't have any education."

"Bang." The tea cup fell at Ji Rouen's feet. Ji Rouen was startled and suddenly stepped back.

Mrs. Bo's tone was unprecedented cold: "repeat what you just said."

Ji Rouen was afraid and said tremblingly, "mother, i..."

"Oh, Mingjing, my aunt is joking with you. In the future, we will be a family. If a family doesn't speak two words, my aunt is straight and offends others. Don't take it to heart."

Ji Rouen walked over and enthusiastically grasped the mirror's hand, deeply showing what textbook level face change is faster than turning a book.

Why are you so stunned?

Mingjing appears very generous: "the doctor's heart is straight and quick. Mingjing has been taught."

"The eldest lady seems to have more points. You should call me aunt."

"Well, the child has just come back. We have to have a time to adapt."

Ji Rouen curled his lips, and his heart was too far away.

"I understand what happened just now. Why do you hate Mingjing, the girl of the Ye family?"

This article can't be turned over if jirouen wants to.

Ye Qingxing, who was named, was unconscious and stiff: "I... I don't hate the mirror. It's a misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

"I'll ask you one last time. Is it a misunderstanding?"

The invisible pressure made ye Qingxing sweat on her back in the winter. She hardened her head and said, "I misunderstood the mirror. She is the granddaughter of the old lady. I don't have to say her character. I was biased and almost misunderstood the mirror."

The question turned over, and the old lady asked a sharper question: "Why are you here?"

Can she say she came to eat and drink and find a chance to sleep with your son?

It's estimated that the old lady will roll around with a crutch and drive her out.

Ji Rouen explained ye Qingxing's tragic experience of being forced to marry by her parents, and made ye Qingxing into an innocent little pity. Old lady Bo didn't have the patience to break with her, nor would she be angry with a younger generation. Some things should be enough, and forcing too hard would not pay off.

"All right, just stay. The Bo family can't afford to keep a mouth."

Mingjing helped the old lady to the Spring Festival Hall. Ji Rouen stared at ye Qingxing. Ye Qingxing said wrongfully, "cousin, how can she be the granddaughter of the old lady?"

Thinking of what, ye Qingxing stared incredulously: "is she the illegitimate daughter of sister a Jiang?"

Ji Rouen quickly covered her mouth, looked around, saw that the old lady and the mirror didn't notice this side, lowered his voice and said, "don't mention this name again in the future, remember? What other illegitimate daughter is heard by the old lady, which is another training."

Ye Qingxing only thinks that the whole world outlook has been subverted. What happened to Bo Yujiang?

Ji Rouen loosened her: "don't shake in front of the old lady recently. That girl doesn't seem to be easy to mess with. Hide from the limelight first."

Bo Lianye came in. "Mingjing, the situation was urgent last night. I didn't have time to talk to you carefully. It's not too late now. I didn't expect such a wonderful fate between us. My wish to have a sister can finally come true."

The mirror smiled and nodded.

"By the way, what month is your birthday?"

"November."

"I'm may. It seems that I'm going to ask you to call your sister."

The mirror still smiles.

"Sister." Thin lotus leaf held the mirror's hand: "you have suffered a lot before. I know that in the future, you will regard the thin family as your own family. We are all your family."

Mrs. Bo looked at the scene with relief.

Huaiqing put a bowl of porridge in front of the mirror and interrupted Bo Lianye's self immersion.

"This is red jujube agaric porridge. Does the mirror lack Qi and blood?" Thin lotus leaf asked anxiously.

The old lady in the opposite direction immediately pricked her ears nervously.

"It's all right. My uncle is too nervous." Mingjing didn't mention the blood donation to Qu Feitai.

Thin lotus leaf's smile is a bit meaningful: "uncle loves you very much. I'm a little tasteful."

It's all a joke.

The mirror raised her eyebrows.

Next, Huaiqing brought over several dishes, almost all of which were medicated meals to replenish blood.

Mingjing Suzhai and Bo YuXun also struggled to find these recipes.

In everyone's eyes, there was a dispute in his heart. It was obvious that Bo YuXun had worried too much about his niece, and his own daughter was afraid that it was just the same.

How does thin lotus leaf feel in her heart? Mingjing doesn't know or want to know. She ate dinner with the old lady and left the Spring Festival Hall.

Leave Ji Rouen and thin lotus leaves.

"This girl is really not educated at all. You talk to her and ignore her. The old lady is still used to her, and so is your uncle. When did she treat you so well?"

The thin lotus leaf pinched the chopsticks tightly and said faintly, "mother, don't say that again in the future. Everything can be happy at home."

Ji Rouen glanced at the thin lotus leaf. Seeing her rare cold complexion, she was a little scared at the bottom of her heart, so she honestly shut up.

"Grandma, can I see your eyes?" The mirror squatted down and asked softly.

Mrs. Bo smiled and said, "of course, it's just my eyes. I've invited many famous doctors. I've seen both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine. I can't help it. I'm no longer hopeful. It's good to be blind. I'm out of sight and out of mind. It's just a pity that I can't see you with my own eyes."

The mirror carefully observed the various reactions of the old lady's pupils under the light. Bo YuXun is an influential surgical expert in the industry. He must have hired an ophthalmologist for the old man. The old lady's eyes have not recovered and there is basically no hope.

She is not a famous doctor either. She just read more medical skills and drew gourds as usual. When she really looked, heard and asked, she was far from those traditional Chinese medicine doctors. The only good thing may be to learn some rare prescriptions from the precious ancient medical classics left by her master.

But Mingjing still doesn't want to give up. There should be records in this regard in the ancient medical classics left by the master. Maybe there can be some methods.

However, Mingjing didn't give Mrs. Bo hope. She won't tell anyone about it. After returning to Jiangzhou, she will find a chance to go back to the mountain.

The old lady took her for a long time and finally coaxed her to sleep. The mirror adjusted the room temperature appropriately, closed the doors and windows and left.

Huaiqing sat at the door doing manual work. Seeing the mirror coming out, she smiled and asked, "is the old lady asleep?"

"Yes."

Mingjing rolled up his sleeves and said, "let's make dumplings."

Huaiqing has some brain circuits that can't keep up with the mirror: "now?"

"Now."

Then the servant who was busy in the kitchen was sent out. Huai Qing turned over the ice warehouse and said, "what kind of filling."

Mingjing put on an apron: "coriander beef, do you have chicken legs? Marinate a few more chicken legs."

Huaiqing didn't ask anything. When the mirror and the noodles were together, she cut meat. They cooperated. They only heard the sound of meat cutting in the middle of the night, which almost made people mistakenly think it was the scene of corpse separation.

Huaiqing looked at the goggles without any hesitation, "Miss goggles..."

The clear lens also said without lifting: "call me the clear lens."

"Mingjing, I saw the variety show you were on. I know you cook well. I didn't expect it to be better than I thought."

A young lady who should not touch the spring water with her fingers has learned to steam, fry and cook. She can't do 18 kinds of martial arts in the kitchen.

It's really rare that such a stable mind is the key.

Mingjing didn't know what he thought and smiled with curved lips.

"Cooking is very interesting. The food made with your heart will give you delicious food."

It's almost nine o'clock after the busy work. There are more than 100 dumplings for five adults, plus a whole box of chicken legs and a bucket of bamboo fungus chicken soup.

"Let me drive you to the hospital."

Mingjing shook his head. "My friend is waiting for me at the door." He left without turning back.

Huaiqing looked at the girl's back in the night and couldn't help sighing: "young master will have a blessing in the future."

I don't know which one will be cheaper for such a good girl in the future.

Zheng Qing drove Mingjing to the hospital: "today, I inquired about Jiang Chunlan's death. There is no doubt that the Cheng family will let her go, and Qu Lanting will never let her go. Don't worry, she can't jump this time."

The mirror looked at the scenery passing by outside the window: "I'd rather that shot was me."

"The one who has to work hard with Jiang Chunlan is the Bo family."

Bo YuXun attaches great importance to love and righteousness. Just look at his attitude towards Mingjing. If Mingjing has an accident in Jiang Chunlan's hands, he will definitely work hard.

"Qu Feitai is interesting this time. He used to run after you. I thought he was a toad and wanted to eat swan meat. Now I want to come, this boy is a rare lover. I hope he can survive this level."

Under the bright mirror, he consciously touched the tears in his neck, "he will survive."

The nurse on duty was drowsy and looked up subconsciously when she heard footsteps.

"Am I dazzled or dreaming?"

The girl came up to her: "I'm looking for doctor Bo."

"Do you... Do you have an appointment?"

The girl shook her head: "No."

At this time, a young male doctor came up with bright eyes and said with great restraint: "Miss Mingjing, Hello, I'm director Bo's assistant. My name is Lin Xuyang. Director Bo asked me to pick you up. Come with me."

"Trouble."

The two nurses on duty at the front foot and the back foot of the mirror discussed excitedly.

"Isn't she a mirror? The real person is really beautiful."

"What's her relationship with director Bo? Director Bo also asked Dr. Kobayashi to pick her up in person, which treated me Mueller."

The light was on in the office, and Bo YuXun was consulting the literature. Without raising his head, he said, "wait, I'll finish it right away."

No one bothered him. The office was quiet.

It was half an hour after Bo YuXun finished his work.

He looked up and saw the mirror sitting on the sofa, holding a book in his hand, watching quietly.

On the table, the food box stays quietly in the incubator.

Bo YuXun's eyes were gentle. "Are you interested in medicine?"

The book taken by Mingjing is human anatomy. She just took it from the bookshelf next to her. This kind of book will frighten girls to cry, but Mingjing reads it with interest.

Bo YuXun wants to laugh. He is really a good seedling born to learn medicine.