The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

Song Zhi, who had touched a soft nail, couldn't get angry.

Xia Qingyao interjected at the right time, "Bobo Song is going to be angry, Shizi's elder brother is about to have a cold attack, and he's not feeling well, so it's understandable for him to be careless."

Song Jingxian's eyes were as cold as ice, but softened a lot, and his expression was very moving.

Or only the benefactor understands him best.

Song Ting immediately thought of the pain that the eldest son suffered once a month, and then looked at the handsome face of the eldest son full of misanthropy, and couldn't continue cursing.

After all, he was dragged down by the cold poison at the age when he should make contributions and could only stay at home to cultivate himself. For the eldest son who is proud and ambitious, this is a kind of torture. Who can bear to say anything about him?

Old Madam Song waved at Song Jingxian.

Song Jingxian stepped forward obediently, and did not look at Song Zhao who was beside her grandmother.

Mrs. Song patted her grandson on the shoulder, "I went to Lin Yushi's house as a guest these two days, only to find out that Lin Yushi's son-in-law got Gu poison last month, and almost lost his soul to the west. The miraculous doctor saved your life, grandma thought, the miraculous doctor who can even cure Gu poison might be able to cure your cold poison."

Song Jingxian's dark eyes froze slightly, "Girl genius doctor?"

Song Ti and the others pricked up their ears curiously, but they didn't notice that the quiet Song Zhaopo touched his nose guiltily.

The old lady Song said, "I've made it clear that she is a very young girl. The word about the miracle doctor has spread, but because she is wearing a cap, no one can see her face clearly, so no one has been able to find her yet. "

Song Jingxian lowered his eyes hard to hide his disappointment.

Song Ting said, "At least I know that he came from the school of genius doctors. I immediately sent people from the intelligence team to help search, even if I dig three feet, I have to find him."

The old lady Song comforted Song Jingxian and said, "Brother Xian, don't worry, it is better to have a channel than no channel, as long as you take a good rest, there will be a turnaround."

"What the grandmother said, the grandson will keep in mind."

Song Jingxian said so, but in fact he didn't give up hope in his heart.

Not to mention that he didn't think a young girl could cure him.

Even if it can be cured, how can it be so easy to find such a capable doctor.

In the past three years, the family members have found many channels to treat his illness, but they all returned disappointed.

Song Jingxian's heart was numb to the point of no feeling amid repeated disappointments.

*

After Yun learned about the great incident that happened to her daughters in Bailu Villa, she became worried even if she didn't ask about worldly affairs.

She sent the big maid next to her to invite Song Yao and Song Zhao to the room to talk about herself.

"The journey is too far, it may be dangerous, I will escort you there for my father."

Song Ting said in a high-sounding manner, brazenly followed.

Song Yao and Song Zhao, "..."

What dangers can there be in your own yard?

The two sisters tacitly agreed, and did not expose their father's careful plan to take the opportunity to meet their mother, and let their father follow.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yun had already guessed her husband's urination, so she stood at the door of the room with a big broom, and greeted Song Ting when she saw her.

Song Ting was driven by the broom and ran all over the yard, humbly accompanied by a smiling face, "Yunniang, don't be so fierce, as a husband, I also want to talk to you and your daughters."

Yun sneered, "No need, your youngest son's 100-day banquet will be held in a few days, you should go with your Chen Xiaoniang to handle matters of hosting the banquet, I won't come forward to handle it."

As he spoke, he dragged his two daughters into the house and slammed the door shut.

Song Ting was wronged and stood there, his big head drooping.

The north wind blows.