"Yiyang, you can rest here tonight. Your bedroom on the second floor is still there." Old Mrs. Ji was still in good spirits, but her appetite was not very good. She couldn't eat it after taking a few bites.

Ji Yiyang has always lived in the Ji family's home.

However, occasionally on holidays, he would live with Mrs. Ji and accompany her.

If it were in the past, Mrs. Ji would not stop her from saying this. He would have less time with the old lady, and he would mostly ask his son to accompany Mrs. Ji.

Just this time...

When Ji's father heard this, he calmly put down his chopsticks and laughed, "Mom, Yiyang Student Union is very busy recently."

"Okay then." Old Mrs. Ji regretted.

After dinner, Ji's father took Ji Yiyang away.

Grandma Ji turned to the servant on the side: "Ma Ji, I'll give it to the young master."

"Yes." Ji Ma respectfully put down the rag in her hand.

Upon hearing this, Meng Fu looked at Ji Ma, a little surprised. She could naturally see that Ji Ma was brisk in her steps and she must have internal strength in her body.

Meng Fu thought for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, took over the black bag that was placed aside, and touched the silver needle inside.

"Miss Meng, drink tea." Ma Ji came back and went to the kitchen to make three cups of tea, and gave Meng Fu a cup.

Knowing that the spices that can make Old Mrs. Ji sleep are given by Meng Fu, Ji's mother is also very respectful to Meng Fu.

"Thank you," Meng Fu fell down and stood up, "Grandma Ji, I'll use a silver needle to condition you."

"Silver Needle?" Yi Tong came down from the upstairs, sorted out the spices, and looked at Meng Fu.

He invited Meng Fu to come, but naturally he didn't hold on to the idea that Meng Fu could cure his grandmother.

I just thought that she could get more spices for her grandmother to make her sleep more peacefully.

Traditional Chinese medicine is the main wise country. Mrs. Ji has also acupuncture many times before, but it is useless.

Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Ji also turned to Meng Fu, paused, and then smiled and shook her head, "Xiao Meng, don't work hard. We've tried these a long time ago, and they are of no use to me."

Meng Fu took out the silver needle from his bag, heard this, thought for a while, and spoke, "Do you feel your brain is very heavy now? I can't cure you by applying an injection, but it can relieve your head disease."

Traditional Chinese medicine is emerging now, but not many people really know how to use silver needles.

Old Mrs. Ji thought about it but did not refuse, "Then Xiao Meng, you try it. I'll go upstairs to change my clothes first."

Shi Jian must not be downstairs, Old Mrs. Ji went upstairs.

Ma Ji helped the old lady upstairs and helped her change her clothes. After closing the door, she hesitated a little, "Old Madam, why did you agree? We were lucky to invite Doctor Feng to give you an injection a few years ago, but it was useless."

"It's okay," Old Mrs. Ji smiled, "I won't lose anything if I ask her to give it a try."

As soon as she said this, Ji Ma refused.

Old Mrs. Ji changed into a white training uniform and called Meng Fu to come up and give her a needle.

Old Mrs. Ji was in good spirits. She lies on the bed with her eyes closed, waiting for Meng Fu to apply needles while saying, "Xiao Meng, you don't have to use too much force."

She had seen too many people who gave her acupuncture, and most of them would lose their blood and look pale after applying the needle.

The two things of using needles and incense are very consuming for some doctors.

Meng Fu clamped three silver needles with his fingertips, and he didn't say anything, but only pierced the first one into acupuncture point on the top of Mrs. Ji's head.

As soon as the needle was inserted into the acupoint, Mrs. Ji felt a little obvious difference.

My brain seemed to be a little lighter.

The second needle fell on an acupoint on Mrs. Ji's neck.

After this needle fell, Old Mrs. Ji's brain felt more and more obvious.

The third needle fell on an acupoint on Mrs. Ji's finger.

After the needle was pricked, Old Mrs. Ji vaguely felt something in her mind that rushed towards her arms.

She originally saw that Meng Fufei wanted to give up, so she asked her to give up. After all, she might give up after trying it. She really didn't expect that these three needles made her look better than before.

"Old Madam, how do you feel?" Seeing that the three silver needles were pierced, Old Madam Ji said quickly.

"It's okay," Old Mrs. Ji felt a little magical, "Mom Ji, I seem to be a little hungry."

Hungry?

Ma Ji was stunned, then quickly stood up, her face seemed a little excited, "Wait, I'll go downstairs to prepare meals for you!"

After saying that, Ji Ma walked downstairs excitedly.

Old Mrs. Ji has always had a bad appetite and she deals with eating every day. This is the first time she says she is hungry.

Even if Yi Tong is stupid, he knows that it is Meng Fu's credit. He turns to Meng Fu and looks serious, "Thank you..."

When he turned around, he saw Meng Fu's pale face.

She had a cold and white complexion, and now she looked whiter, "Sit down first."

Yi Tong brought Meng Fu a chair directly.

Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Ji sat up and looked at Meng Fu worriedly, "Xiao Meng, are you okay? Everyone told you not to use your strength too much."

"It's okay." Meng Fu raised his hand, with no concern.

Outside, Ma Ji brought a plate and put two bowls in it, one for meals for Mrs. Ji and the other for ginseng soup for Meng Fu.

"Miss Meng, you should replenish your qi and blood first." Ji Ma handed the ginseng soup to Meng Fu, her tone more respectful than before.

Meng Fu: “…thank you.”

Old Mrs. Ji hasn't felt hungry for a long time and is extremely thin. She felt the taste of delicious food for the first time. She took a bite and turned to Meng Fu, "Xiao Meng, are you going to record a program this time?"

Meng Fu kept lowering his head to eat. Hearing this, he raised his head and said "Yeah".

Old Mrs. Ji took another bite and looked at Meng Fu with hope, "Is there a place to live?"

"I have booked a hotel and I will send you medicine tomorrow." Meng Fu was quite concise.

Old Mrs. Ji regretted again. After eating the porridge, she was very regretful: "Okay, let Xiaotong take you to the hotel later. Let's leave a WeChat message. If you are in the capital, just come to me directly."

She asked Ji Ma to take her cell phone over and exchange WeChat with Meng Fu.

I personally sent Meng Fu out.

I can't see Yi Tong's car anymore.

Old Mrs. Ji was wearing reading glasses, looked at Meng Fu's WeChat, and found a young servant to come over, "How to push this WeChat? You push this to Yiyang."

Waiting for the servant to push this WeChat to Ji Yiyang, the old lady also sent a voice message—

[Yiyang, this is Xiao Meng’s WeChat, you add one.]

"Old lady, it seems that you like Miss Meng very much." Ji Ma looked at it with a rare smile.

"I felt very comfortable when I saw Xiao Meng. I felt uncomfortable when she left," Old Mrs. Ji smiled when she heard this, "It's much better than the Ren Ying that Yiyang likes. That Ren Ying is too thoughtful."

Ren Ying is Ji Yiyang's junior sister, the same age as Meng Fu. Although she is a subordinate branch of the Ren family, the head of the Ren family is nearly fifty years old and has never married. She has no children or daughters. She recognizes a daughter from a subordinate family as her adopted daughter.

The adopted daughter from this side is loved and has reached the top in one step.

Although Ren Ying was not the adopted daughter, Ren Ying's identity also rose with the rise.

Ren Ying and Ji Yiyang have come to see Old Lady Ji. Old Lady Ji has met her several times. The family like the Ren family is very complicated. In addition, Ren Ying is very thoughtful, so the old lady doesn't like her very much.

Perhaps because Yi Tong is also an actor, she is very well-behaved about Meng Fu, who has a simple family background, has clear eyes, and does not have so many twists in her words, so Old Mrs. Ji likes her very much.

Yi Tong and Xu also had a very good evaluation of Meng Fu in their words.

It is even rarer for Yi Tong to say something good to let Director Xu say the previous word, and it is even rarer for an old lady to be.

"Why don't you introduce to Mr. Coffin? I see that Mr. Coffin has a good relationship with Miss Meng. As soon as he escaped from death, he came to the capital to treat you." Ma Ji smiled and shook her head, "In my opinion, Mr. Coffin is much more stable than the master."

"Where is this possible? He is 31 years old, how old is the young man?" Old Mrs. Ji waved her hand, and refused sternly, "It's all the time since she's a big round, he's too old, no."

The old lady was also worried about Yi Tong's marriage earlier, but now I think about it, let it go.

He is not worthy.

Ji Ma: "…"

Fortunately, Master Chou is not here.

Really, a little heartbreaking.

On the other side of the phone, Ji Yiyang and Ji Father were sitting in the back seat. It was rare to see Mrs. Ji send him a WeChat message.

Ji Yiyang directly clicked on the voice.

The voice was not very loud, but Father Ji, who was sitting next to him, also heard it. He raised his eyebrows and reminded him seriously: "What is your grandma doing? You are still young, so you are not in a hurry."

"But talk about it..." Speaking of this, Father Ji paused, "Do you think this Miss Meng looks a little familiar?"

Ji’s father didn’t say that Ji Yiyang didn’t remember it. He also had some impression of this, “It’s indeed a little…”

Ji Yiyang couldn't remember where he saw it.

**
To be continued...