C9 Be Careful of Your Third Uncle

Song Ziyang's heart warmed a little when he saw Wei Xinyi's reddened eyes: "What Miss Wei said is wrong. Doctor, the duty is to cure the patient. I am only trying to temporarily control your grandpa's illness. I still need to continue feeding him and the Chinese medicine."

Wei Xinyi's beautiful face revealed a smile that she hadn't shown in a long time. It was the first time she smiled from the bottom of her heart.

Her voice was clear and gentle, "For Teacher to be able to pull my grandfather back from the gates of hell, all of us from the Wei Family should be extremely grateful!"

"There's no need for thanks. This is only temporary suppression of the illness. Let me write a prescription for you. Take it regularly every day!" Careful care can be eradicated. "

Even Song Ziyang was slightly dazed by Wei Xinyi's beauty.

Wei Laosan looked coldly at Song Ziyang. His breathing was a little hurried. It seemed that he was quite angry.

Song Ziyang saw this and the corner of his mouth curled up. It seemed like this Wei Laosan might have some connection with the poison.

Song Ziyang gave the handwritten prescription to Wei Xinyi: "The quantity of herbs cannot be more or less, and every herb must not be missing. The older the drug induction, the better it is. Remember this well!"

"Mr. Song is really good at writing!"

Looking at the delicate and pretty words which seemed majestic, Wei Xinyi's eyes lit up and she nodded her head.

However, when she saw a few Chinese medicinal herbs, she frowned. Because of the old man's illness, Wei Xinyi had some knowledge about the medicines in traditional Chinese medicine. Song Ziyang had prescribed several sets of medicines on the prescription.

She carefully took the prescription with her and was about to leave Song Ziyang here after dinner.

However, Song Ziyang started to speak first, "Miss Wei, my martial uncles must still be waiting at home for news. I'm afraid they might be too worried, so I think it's better to go back now!"

Thinking for a moment, Wei Xinyi nodded: "In that case, let me send Mr. Song out."

Song Ziyang did not refuse.

Wei Laosan bitterly watched the two leave. Then, he waved his hand and no longer stayed behind.

Seeing this, Liang Long also knew that Wei Laosan's mood wasn't very good. Although he didn't know why, he still silently followed Wei Laosan out the door.

There were only a few servants left in the room who had been serving the old tutor.

"Liang Zong, I'm so sorry to have let you watch such a farce today. The great young miss of Wei Family actually kneeled down to a young man!"

Third Master, you don't have to be too impatient. Wei Xinyi doesn't understand self-esteem, that is because she isn't sensible. She is just a junior, how can she represent your Wei Family?

Seeing Liang Long's attitude, Wei Laosan's mood eased up a lot. He smiled and said, "It's still better for Liang Zong. Don't turn down the offer tonight. We won't go home until we're drunk!"

"Sure!"

Liang Long also looked at Wei Laosan with a smile. Wei Laosan had great financial power in the Jiang Prefecture and was a person with real power in the Wei Family. Even though he was a Prefectural General, he still needed to curry favor with him.

… ….

At the entrance of Wei Family.

"Mr. Song, wait a moment."

After looking around and finding no one, Wei Xinyi stopped Song Ziyang.

"Miss Wei, is there anything else?"

Song Ziyang looked at Wei Xinyi in confusion. Wei Xinyi hadn't said anything along the way, so why did she stop him when she was about to leave?

"Mr. Song, I won't hide it from you. I know how many flavors there are in the prescription you just gave me. They are all herbal antidotes."

"This …"

Song Ziyang was a little hesitant. Before this, he had never mentioned that Old Master Wei's illness was caused by poison. It was precisely because he did not want to get involved in the family dispute.

Seeing Song Ziyang's hesitant expression, Wei Xinyi's face slightly darkened. Could it be that it was really possible that someone had poisoned Song Ziyang?

"Mr. Song, I hope you can tell me if my grandpa's disease is man-made …" Poison? " Wei Xinyi's intelligence had obviously exceeded Song Ziyang's expectations, but from Song Ziyang's expression, he could guess that it was him.

And Song Ziyang is also good at hearing sincerity from others' eyes and breathing sounds, Wei Xinyi before when he was treating Old Master Wei.

He had seen every single one of their expressions.

He knew clearly in his heart that Wei Xinyi was truly worried about Old Master Wei, she couldn't possibly be the one who poisoned him.

On the contrary, it was Old Master Wei's third son, Wei Laosan.

"Miss Wei, I can only tell you this. Be careful of your Third Uncle Old Master Wei's sickness. As long as you keep taking the medicinal materials on the prescription, there will be a day when you'll be able to fully recover."

"But …"

"During this time, if anyone uses any other methods against your grandfather, then I won't be able to control them."

When she heard Song Ziyang say that he could cure her grandpa's illness, Wei Xinyi felt relieved. After thinking about it for a moment, she knew why Song Ziyang hadn't said everything that he wanted to say.

He only said that he could temporarily control the old tutor's illness.

From the looks of it, he didn't want those who wanted to know to use the next trick on the lordmaster.

This gave her time to save the old man!

"Thank you, Mr. Song, for your guidance!" I will definitely be on my guard! "

Wei Xinyi seemed to have something on her mind because Song Ziyang's words made her think of a scary thing.

… ….

Previously, her Third Uncle had wanted to get his grandfather to teach all the authority in Wei Family to him, but Old Master Wei didn't reply.

He said that he would have to wait for Wei Xinyi's father and boss to come back before he could think things over.

And even though the lordmaster had been ill before, he hadn't been this serious.

On top of that, Jiang Guanglin had come over to treat it. Although it wasn't cured, it somewhat delayed the development of the disease.

However, the old tutor couldn't do it today.

He lay unconscious on the bed.

Her Third Uncle was the first one to notice this. He quickly sent Sang Biao to get Jiang Guanglin to treat her, followed by Song Ziyang.

… ….

Song Ziyang saw the fear on Wei Xinyi's face and guessed that she must have thought of something.

However, he didn't want to be involved in such a whirlpool. If he didn't leave now, when would he?

"Mm. Since that's the case, Miss Wei, I'll take my leave first."

The things that happened today could be considered as perfectly resolved. This way, Martial Uncle and the rest wouldn't have to suffer the intimidation of this Wei Family anymore.

"Mr. Song, you … Can you leave your cell phone number behind? "

"Ah?" Mobile phone number? What's a cell phone number? "

Song Ziyang frowned. He grew up in the mountains, so he didn't know much about modern technology. Now that he heard something new, of course he didn't know. The communication between the Cloud Mist Mountain and the outside world had always been the form of a letter.

Seeing Song Ziyang's serious expression, Wei Xinyi was sure that Song Ziyang didn't mean to decline.

Laughing, he said to Song Ziyang, "The mobile phone number is one of the electronic products that we are contacting for transportation right now. "If Mr. Song doesn't have one, then I'll take you to buy one right now. After that, it'll be more convenient for us to contact each other in the future!"

"This, isn't good. I'll go buy one myself."

"Nothing! "Let's go, I'll bring you to buy one right away. In any case, you saved my grandfather's life, so I haven't thanked you properly yet.

Wei Xinyi thought for a while. Cultivators must have a very high opinion of karma. That was why they suddenly thought that they had a good karma.

Song Ziyang was right when he heard this.

There was a divine will in the underworld, and everything had its own cause and effect. This was what Song Ziyang's master said when he went down the mountain: Do good, plant good causes, and obtain good fruits!

"Then I'll be troubling Miss Wei!"

Song Ziyang bowed slightly. He was also a straightforward person.

"Please wait a moment, I'll go get the car. I'll be right there!"

Hearing Song Ziyang agree, Wei Xinyi's face lit up. If she could get Song Ziyang's contact information, then she would be able to contact him immediately if anything happened to her grandpa.

Not for long.

A Ferrari with an azure color stopped in front of Song Ziyang. The car was long and well-proportioned. Under the sunlight, it flickered with bright colors, which really attracted the attention of others.

Was this the car Wei Xinyi was talking about?

Why does it look a little different from those square boxes on the road?

Just as Song Ziyang was confused, the car door slowly opened.

"Get in the car!"

Wei Xinyi was wearing a pair of blue sunglasses that matched the color of the car. At this moment, her qipao had been changed into a long skirt.

After getting on the car, Song Ziyang found that the stool almost sunk into the ground as soon as he sat on it.

It's too soft, isn't it?!

He looked around and saw that the interior of the car looked like this. The crimson color was completely different from the azure color on the outside.

However, such a strong visual impact made Song Ziyang feel a sense of superiority.

When he glanced at Wei Xinyi's delicate arm, Song Ziyang found that he couldn't move his eyes away.

Her snow-white skin looked like a pair of infant's arms. Her swan like long neck was also exposed to the air, making her appear very elegant.

Jing Mei's face was painted with makeup, but her beauty was unfathomable.

She, who was already 23 years old, had the mature charm of a lot of girls whom Song Ziyang had never come into contact with.

Perhaps even the senior sister on the mountain would be slightly inferior.

Wei Xinyi saw Song Ziyang's weird gaze from the rearview mirror and blushed.

However, unexpectedly, there was no disgust in her heart. Instead, there was a little bit of happiness in her heart.

Even though Song Ziyang was not old, but because he had his own martial arts training in the mountains, his teacher was able to teach him well, so he was much more mature and steady than his peers.

And his manner and manner were all very graceful.

Between her delicate features, she also revealed the righteousness of a middle-aged man.

Wei Xinyi finally opened her mouth to break the tranquil atmosphere as her heart continuously collided with each other.

"Mr. Song, how long are you planning to stay in Jiangzhou City?"

Song Ziyang came back to his senses and scratched the back of his head embarrassedly: "This is not certain. I will go down the mountain and find a prescription. Once I find it, I will go back to the mountain."

"Prescription?"

When she heard that Song Ziyang was looking for a prescription, Wei Xinyi was also interested: "What kind of prescription is it?"

"Forget it, this is my own problem."

Song Ziyang recalled his Senior Sister's haggard look and recalled his absent-mindedness. He felt a burst of guilt in his heart and was no longer in the mood to continue the conversation.