novelden Chapter 276 Inquiry
Chapter 276 Inquiry
"Do you know what Song Yang asked earlier?" Song Nanxi asked him again.
"What?" Shi Louqiang asked calmly.
Song Nanxi suddenly took two steps closer to Shi Lou. "He asked, 'Are you one of my boyfriends?'"
one……
Song Nanxi's expression was straightforward and frank. She was indeed surrounded by many men, and she didn't think there was anything to hide.
Shi Lou stared at her blankly.
Suddenly she asked, "Do you like all those men?"
Song Nanxi glanced at him in surprise, not thinking that Shi Lou was a person with a strong sense of curiosity.
"I love them! Each one is unique, a completely different type," Song Nanxi said casually. "It's like eating cake; you have to change the flavors so you don't get tired of it."
Shi Lou: "..."
His brain went blank, and he couldn't understand Song Nanxi's thought process.
Song Nanxi suddenly looked him up and down, "But speaking of which—Mr. Shi, I don't think I've ever tried this kind before—"
Swish!
Before Shi Lou could react, his body had already automatically moved away from Song Nanxi.
A wary look in his eyes.
Song Nanxi chuckled, "Just teasing you. Remember what I said, don't try to win over my grandfather again."
"We have no conflict. As long as the benefits are sufficient, don't worry, I will help you."
After saying that, Song Nanxi waved to the right front.
A black Land Rover reversed and pulled up in front of Song Nanxi.
Song Nanxi opened the car door and got in briskly.
Goodbye, Mr. Shi.
Song Nanxi left decisively, leaving Shi Lou standing blankly outside the restaurant.
It wasn't until a colleague saw him standing there in the cold wind and couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder that he snapped out of his daze.
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In the car, Qi Yu didn't ask Song Nanxi what she had talked about with Shi Lou earlier, or why she seemed so happy.
Quietly, she asked, "Are we going back now?"
Song Nanxi shook her head, "Let's go see Old Xiao first."
Song Nanxi now goes over to check on Old Xiao every day and takes his pulse.
The weather is cold now, and Mr. Xiao's immunity has long been almost non-existent due to chemotherapy, so the heating is on everywhere in the small building, for fear that Mr. Xiao might catch a cold.
After taking her pulse, Song Nanxi nodded. "You've been recovering well recently, and the cancer cells haven't spread any further."
Old Xiao chuckled, "Thanks to you, oh my, traditional Chinese medicine is truly amazing."
It can even cure cancer.
Song Nanxi said, "Strive to live to be a hundred years old. There are still many amazing things to come. Just you wait and see!"
"Hahaha! I'd better take a look!"
He genuinely admired Song Nanxi, this junior. Although she spoke a bit arrogantly, she was not at all annoying.
After Song Nanxi left, he told the younger generation in his family, "Remember, even if this girl can't cure me in the end, you are not allowed to blame my death on her, understand!" He couldn't let a little girl who was only twelve years old bear the burden of a life for a disease that even the best doctors in the country couldn't cure. "And I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I feel much more comfortable lately."
"Dad, you might not be imagining things. Why don't you look in the mirror?"
Xiao's eldest daughter-in-law, Gui Xuehui, smiled and took out a small mirror from her bag. "Look, you've not only gained some weight, but your complexion is also very rosy."
Old Xiao looked at it with a skeptical expression, "Oh! It really is—"
at the same time.
Inside a members-only club in Beijing.
A group of young people were having a great time; upon closer inspection, they were all descendants of powerful and influential families in Beijing.
"For my last birthday, my mom finally agreed to buy me the car I'd been eyeing. It just arrived yesterday. Shall we go for a spin tonight?"
"Sure! I'll call that young star I just booked tonight, wow, she's really hot!"
Qin Yao fiddled with his lighter, listening to his group of cronies bragging, and rolled his eyes in exasperation.
Why didn't he find their circle so boring before?
Just as I was about to leave, my neck was suddenly grabbed.
Tai Qihang leaned closer, grinning, and said, "Brother Yao, can I ask you something?"
Qin Yao brushed him aside, "Speak your mind, stop fucking touching me."
"Tsk tsk, Yao-ge, you've changed. Are we still brothers?" Tai Qihang rubbed his arm, which had been pinched so hard. "Didn't Zhou-ge bring a doctor to treat that old man from the Xiao family last time? How did it go? The Xiao family is keeping the news a secret. I'm really curious, can she really cure him?"
Qin Yao isn't the kind of brainless idiot—well, he has made stupid mistakes occasionally.
He squinted at Tai Qihang, his gaze sharp for a moment, making Tai Qihang feel as if he saw Qin Zhou.
"Why are you asking about this? Tai Qihang, I advise you not to meddle in things that aren't your business. You have no right to interfere anyway, understand?"
"No... what you're saying sounds just like what my family said. They all warned me not to go looking for trouble with that Song Nanxi, and I didn't! I was just curious!" Tai Qihang rolled his eyes, speechless. "We're pretty close, so just tell me."
"Tai Qihang, do you think I'm out of my mind?!"
Qin Yao sneered, his red hair making him look particularly flamboyant. "Don't think I don't know that your family has climbed up to the Chu family. Didn't Chu An Hui treat your grandmother quite well? Or is she powerless and planning to ask Song Nanxi for help again?"
"you--"
They were all princelings, so who would give way to whom? Tai Qihang got angry after being provoked by him a few times.
"If you don't want to talk, then don't. There's no need to point a gun at my old lady. Sister An Hui is treating her very well, so you don't need to worry about her."
Qin Yao nodded. "That's for the best. Let each of you deal with your own problems. You don't need to worry about it."
After saying that, he stood up abruptly.
What a stupid party, I'm never going again.
"Hey—why did Yao leave? Let's play a little longer!"
Qin Yao didn't even turn his head. "I'm not playing anymore, it's boring."
Qin Yao strode out the door, then, after thinking for a moment, dialed his older brother's number and relayed Tai Qihang's exact words.
Qin Zhou gave him a lukewarm compliment, "Not bad, you've finally grown up."
"Damn it!" Qin Yao scratched his head, speechless. "Brother, can't you say something nice about me? Even if I'm a scoundrel, I still know what's important!"
"Okay, I understand. Stay away from those people."
"I know, brother. Should we talk to Song Nanxi about this? It seems the Chu family has their eyes on her."
The Qin family was on good terms with Elder Zhong, so Qin Yao had naturally heard rumors that Song Nanxi seemed to have some connection with that so-called Ghost Doctor Chu. Perhaps that was why the Chu family had their eyes on Song Nanxi...
...
"Hmm? Tai Qihang is asking about me?"
Outside the laboratory, Song Nanxi took off her gloves and looked at Qin Zhou.
"He asked Qin Yao, wanting to know how Old Master Xiao's condition had improved under your treatment."
Qin Zhou nodded, his gaze passing through the large glass window to the various people of different races dressed in white coats who were busy inside.
Dark-skinned, fair-skinned, blonde, brown-haired—they truly embody the best of every country.
"Are these people reliable?" Qin Zhou frowned. As a soldier and someone who knew about the past, it was hard for him not to be prejudiced against these people.