"Go out and do your business. Remember not to talk nonsense." An Baoliang looked at An Yi who had withdrawn, and felt an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart, as if his daughter was no longer the daughter of the past. He shook his head and firmly drove away this strange feeling.

Liu Xiucai was intimate with what An Yi said just now: "Although my eldest niece is a childish word, I have indeed heard of Liu Song's reputation. If you move the tree to death, you can go to the capital to try it. You can't do it well, and you can also visit famous scholars everywhere to know where your shortcomings are, and why others can't win me."

An Baoliang sighed and said, "It's okay to try it." But the two of them didn't know that because of this attempt, the fate of many people had changed.

The next day, An Yi went to the clinic as an assistant. After breakfast, brewed tea, prepared all needles, pens, ink, paper, and other items. Before Wu Jing started receiving treatment, An Yi took out a medical book from the study and squatted in the corner to recite it. Just as he was reciting the sky, he suddenly heard someone laughing not far away, "An Yi! Your name is An Yi? Your family is from the capital city? Don't blame the Beijing accent, I wonder what the relationship between An Yi and you?"

An Yi was familiar with the voice. There would be no one else except the boy who was wearing a blue shirt and always wore gossip inexplicably. An Yi was too lazy to pay attention to him, and turned her back to memorize the book. The boy refused to let her go, and turned over from behind the fence to grab her book, and said with a smile: "I will regret it if you ignore me."

Is this person sick? Is she very familiar with him? An Yi was so angry that she laughed, so she simply put her arms around and said, "Are you sure?"

"Of course it's certain." The young man in green took out a jade pendant and a piece of paper and shook it, and said with a smile: "What do you recognize this?"

Of course, An Yi recognized that the jade pendant was the ancestral object of the An family that was stolen by Wang Hu, and the vermilion fingerprints could be vaguely seen on the piece of paper, so it should be An Baoliang's IOU. An Yi's heart was thrilled, and she looked at the young man standing in front of her with an unprecedented attitude.

Although she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, she was already one and a half taller than her. She had honey-colored skin, handsome facial features, and her eyes seemed to have two small suns, which were particularly warm and bright. Although her clothes were still green and she was wearing deerskin boots, the patterns and styles of the clothes were different from yesterday, and the color of the clothes had also changed. People who went out could change from head to toe inside and out. Every piece of clothing was very delicate and expensive, and could easily get the jade pendant and loan note from Wang Hu... An Yi brought a little cautiously: "Dare you ask the young master's surname? How did you get these two things?"

The young man threw the jade pendant up and said lazily: "If you ask me, I will tell you? Who do you think of me?"

An Yi turned around and left. She wanted to take a look and show off her intentionally, but the other party ignored her. Who was in a hurry?

Sure enough, the boy immediately stamped his feet in a hurry: "Why are you so boring? You are so funny! My surname is Shi, and I bought it from Wang Hu at a high price!"

An Yi stopped and turned around and said, "What did you buy?" The surname Shi? It was not much the same as her guess. Maybe it was a pseudonym, so she would know when she went to ask Zhou Jingang later.

"It's good to be your creditor." The boy surnamed Shi calmed down and teased An Yi with a smile again: "This is money, and the profit is profitable. If your family can't afford it, I will let your father take you to pay off the debt and let you be my little maid. Let's see if you dare to show me your face!"

An Yi nodded slightly at him: "Aunt Wu called me, I have to go to work. Please take care of yourself, young master."

The boy surnamed Shi looked at her back with great interest and said, "I am so brave that I can't scare you."

His servant walked out of the shade of the tree, with a look of embarrassment and disagreement: "Young Master, if you let the master know what you did..."

"Isn't it just a cat and a dog that can't be beaten? It's worth his attention? I do things and one person, so you tell them that you can't stop me even if you fight to the death, okay?" The young man gave him a blank look and walked towards Zhou Jingang's room impatiently.

An Yi's work includes asking and recording the patient's medical history and symptoms. Wu Jing is responsible for writing prescriptions when prescribing medicine, adding water to Wu Jing's teapot, giving Wu Jing a needle to help, etc. In short, whenever Wu Jing needs someone to help, she has to take the lead. Although she is always busy like a top, An Yi feels extremely fulfilling. What else can be more pleasant than walking on the road to realizing her dream?

During lunch, the clinic had to rest for an hour as usual, and An Yi took the book and studied hard in the corner. Chen Zhishan leaned over and handed her an egg, and asked, "Are your father and brother better?"

"It's much better." An Yi peeled the egg and broke it half and handed it to Chen Zhishan. Chen Zhishan smiled and took it. Before he could touch the egg with his fingertips, a slender and powerful hand stretched out from the thorn, and snatched the egg without saying a word.

"The eggs are a little older and colder." The boy surnamed Shi was picky while eating, looking at Chen Zhishan up and down, and smiled brightly: "My name is Shi Zhao, from Feilongguan. Are you a disciple of Dr. Wu?"

Not slapping the smiley person, Chen Zhishan thought he was a little confused, but he still replied: "My name is Chen Zhishan. She..." Just as he was about to introduce An Yi, Shi Zhao had already eaten the eggs, and said, "I recognize her, I am her creditor now."

Chen Zhishan looked at An Yi in confusion, and An Yi said without raising her head: "Young Master Shi, don't be confused. The person who wrote the IOU is my father, it has nothing to do with me."

Shi Zhao looked at her with a squinting eyes: "Is that different? My father pays off the debts and his son. If your father can't pay back my money, he will use you to pay off the debt."

An Yi sighed: "What the hell do you want?"

Shi Zhao curled his lips: "Not what." After saying that, he left with his hands behind his back and his chest out.

"He..." Chen Zhishan opened his mouth and asked, but An Yi spread her hands: "I don't know either."

Suddenly, Mrs. Tan walked over excitedly and said, "Wang Hu had a discount on someone's legs last night. I heard that all the loan notes in a cabinet were burned. This is called evil retribution! Miss An, please try to find out if there is any loan notes in your house?"

An Yi was shocked. It turned out that this was the jade pendant and the loan note in Shi Zhao's hand. This man was young and brave, and he dared to provoke the Huang family. She had to inquire about the person's true identity from Zhou Jingang.

Chen Zhishan was so excited that he was ready to go: "Really? Who is so powerful? Why didn't Wang Hu come to ask his master to prescribe medicine for him? Let's take a look at his miserable situation." Wu Jing is not only proficient in acupuncture, but also has a unique skill in treating trauma.

"He has his leg broken, of course he has to find a doctor to get rid of the bones." That was because Wang Hu knew that the person who beat him was here, so he didn't dare to come and get into trouble. An Yi accidentally explained the reason to Chen Zhishan and found an excuse to walk away. Not long after, Zhou Jingang asked someone to come to find her again, and this time he asked about An Baoliang being beaten.
Chapter completed!