After rebirth, the black medical concubine abused the scum with the green tea script

"You are such an ignorant white-eyed wolf, both of them have the same virtue!"

"Wang, shut up!"

Mrs. Xia Wang was so angry at Xia Xingqian that she spoke indiscriminately, and was scolded by Xia Ziming as soon as she spoke.

Xia Xingqian is an adopted son, this is something the whole family knows.

But Xia Qingyao, the child in exchange, must not reveal his identity.

Otherwise, Su Yurou would not be able to continue to enjoy the glory and wealth in the Hou Mansion!

"I'm angry too." Mrs. Xia Wang curled her lips, lowered her head and muttered quietly, but she didn't dare to contradict her, and she didn't pay attention to the two people who left.

Xia Qingyao looked at her second brother's back and saw that his neck was red. He held her hand as tightly as iron pliers and said helplessly:

"Second brother, walk slower, they haven't chased you either."

Xia Xingqian's steps slowed down slightly, and she turned around and let go of her hand, her fair face still red with anger.

"I can't stand them anymore. I sent someone from the palace to convey the message, and they slandered you countless times in private, especially Xia Qingyan, who is considered a man?

"In the quarry, he was hiding like a turtle and refused to come forward. Now you have saved the whole family by yourself, but it is your fault? You should not have saved them. They should have been left alone for the rest of their lives.

Just hard labor in the quarry!”

When Xia Xingqian was talking, he kept pinching his eyebrows with his fingers. Xia Qingyao saw this and knew that he had a headache again, so he hurriedly pulled him to his room first.

"Why are you angry about such a thing? Besides, if you don't save the Xia family, you will continue to stay in the quarry," Xia Qingyao deliberately teased him to ease the atmosphere, "My second brother is both civilized and martial, and he loves reading.

Wouldn’t it mean that if you stay in the quarry for the rest of your life, you’ll be buried?”

"You girl..." Xia Xingqian's anger subsided after Xia Qingyao deliberately praised her, "You know how to make me happy. You are being bullied. Don't you feel it?"

"It doesn't matter. Many things are not my fault in the first place. If I keep taking it to heart, wouldn't I be torturing myself with other people's mistakes?" Xia Qingyao asked Xia Xingqian to sit down and motioned for him to reach out to check his pulse.

Xia Xingqian put her wrists on the table, still dissatisfied: "You are really big-hearted, but I can't stand it. In the past, when a family of more than 80 people shared hardships, we could already see the distance between people and the world has become cold. I thought

That's the limit. I didn't expect that now that I'm living a good life, the ugly side will be even uglier."

Xia Qingyao put his finger on Xia Xing's Qian Cun Guan ruler and did not answer immediately.

Seeing her calmly checking her pulse, Xia Xingqian also closed her mouth, but the depression in her heart was building up more and more, and the look in Xia Qingyao's eyes became more and more distressing.

If Xia Qingyao hadn't saved him, he would have died a long time ago. Even though he discussed the order of birth in the Xia family, Xia Ziming was willing to accept him as his adopted son, but Xia Xingqian knew in his heart that Xia Ziming was willing to accept it.

It was entirely because Xia Qingyao made the request in public, and Xia Ziming always cared about face and did not want outsiders to say that he was such a cold-blooded doctor, that he agreed.

He couldn't remember what happened in the past, but the serious injuries on his body remained, torturing him all the time.

Taking care of a patient, even as a family, will inevitably get boring sometimes, not to mention that the Xia family was in exile at the time.

Medicines were hard to come by, and opportunities to recuperate were rare. At first, he was too weak to work, and he had to burden others with taking care of him. The Xia family became very impatient at that time.

Only Xia Qingyao took him as her responsibility since she brought him back to the Xia family.

Such a good girl is being treated so unfairly by the Xia family.

How could he see through it?

Xia Qingyao didn't know what Xia Xingqian was thinking about. After seeing the pulse in his hands, he stood up and checked his head.

"I can't find the reason for a while. I think it's still the sequelae left after you were seriously injured in the past. You have to learn to be calm on weekdays and don't let yourself get too excited about anything. The headache can be reduced a little."

As Xia Qingyao spoke, he took out the silver needle from the medical kit and motioned for Xia Xingqian to sit upright.

"You still can't remember the past, maybe because there is still congestion in your brain. I have been trying to find ways to help you remove the congestion, but you have to make sure that your emotions are always calm."

Twisting the fingertips, the silver needle made a "buzzing" sound.

Xia Xingqian closed his eyes and felt the silver needle on his head beating with the buzzing sound. The severe pain in his head after being angry was also relieved, and his tense body also relaxed.

"I really can't stand it."

"People have always been able to share hardships but not happiness." Xia Qingyao sat opposite Xia Xingqian, "It used to be calm because in the place of exile, there was really nothing to fight about."

Xia Xing pursed his lips slightly. He was so delicate, but after his anger, his face looked extremely pale. Although he knew what Xia Qingyao said was right, his heart was still unbalanced.

"It's also me who's useless. Every time at a critical moment, someone says, 'I'm not qualified to adopt a son,' and I can't do anything. Now that I don't have a living, and I still live and drink in the Xia family, I really don't have the qualifications."

"What did the second brother say? Will they still treat you badly because of this? Besides, I am the judge of the Chenwang Shangtai Medical Bureau, and my salary is too much for our brothers and sisters to eat. If you say such things again in the future, I will

Angry."

"But I..."

"What's wrong? Don't worry, I will find a way to cure you. When you can recover your memory, maybe I will lend you my light."

Xia Qingyao patted Xia Xingqian's shoulder and stood up to take the needle.

After pulling out the needle, Xia Xingqian's complexion improved a little. Xia Qingyao wrote a prescription and went to grab the medicine and boil it himself: "I hope that after taking this medicine, the next attack can be delayed."

Xia Xingqian nodded, took the white porcelain bowl and drank the sour and bitter medicine in one gulp.

When Xia Qingyao stood up to clean up, Xia Xingqian's eyes showed a bit of complexity.

In the early morning of the next day, just after dawn, Xia Qingyao had just stood up and was being washed by Liu Ying, when a slightly anxious voice came from outside.

"Third Miss, Madam orders you to go to the front hall immediately."

Xia Qingyao put the handkerchief on the washbasin stand and asked doubtfully: "It's so early, do you know what my mother asked me to do?"

"This servant only knows that there is some incurable disease. My wife asked me to go and have a look."

"Got it." Xia Qingyao responded, wondering while getting dressed.

After the Xia family returned to Beijing, based on her understanding of Xia Ziming and his wife, they should have become complacent by now. They claimed to be promoted by Murong Tong and would definitely not treat ordinary people.

Being able to ask for help, and allowing Ms. Xia Wang to disregard the quarrel that almost broke her heart yesterday, she didn't even wait for her to take the initiative to submit, and actually directly called someone to deliver the message.

Xia Qingyao had already guessed who it was.

Xia Qingyao slowly changed into a plain-colored trousers with an open collar and a plain face. After knocking in the mirror, Xia Qingyao took Liu Ying for a walk to the main hall.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard a weak cry: "It's because of my bad fate that I am so unlucky that such a strange disease will happen to me."