A car accident, our family of three crossed

Yang Yang held the bead in front of Song Ning and showed it to her as if he were presenting a treasure: "Look, mother, this is what my great grandfather gave me."

Song Ning took it and looked at it, then looked at Hang Shuheng in surprise, "What's going on?"

Hang Shuheng understood what she meant. Who would give such a nice thing as a gift to someone?

"Put it away first, and we'll talk about it later!" After that, he told Yangyang, "Yangyang, you can't take this thing out to play with, and you can't let others know that you have this thing, understand?"

Yangyang didn't understand why he couldn't let others know about his good things, but he would listen to what his parents said: "I know."

Because of the old man's arrival, Song Ning temporarily added a few more dishes and steamed more rice. She had seen how much the old man ate.

As expected, except for the small portion eaten by the three of them, the rest of the food on the table was put by the old man on the plate in front of him.

Seeing him eating with gusto, Song Ning couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, where is your home? You are so old and walking around alone. Will your family be worried?"

"I'm a lonesome old man, how can I ask my family for help?" The old man scraped the last bit of food off the plate, patted his stomach and burped, "Uh~ Delicious, girl, your cooking skills are really good."

"As long as you like it." Song Ning really didn't know how to continue the conversation, so she simply took away the bowl and chopsticks when she saw that he had finished eating.

Hang Shuheng sent Yangyang to the yard to play with the kitten. He also planned to ask the old man about his origins. "You should tell us your origins, and that priceless pearl. Could it be stolen?"

"Hey, who are you looking down on, you little brat?" The old man was immediately displeased when he heard this, and slammed the table and said, "There are so many people in the world lining up to give gifts to me, and you actually doubt that I would steal such vulgar things."

"I don't believe it without any evidence." Hang Shuheng continued to provoke him: "You are an old man, why would someone give you such a valuable item for no reason?"

"Humph! I'm afraid I'll scare you if I tell you."

"That's what you said!"

"Listen carefully, kid." The old man cleared his throat and said solemnly, "I am the legendary poison master Xin Baizi, who is the best in both Chinese medicine and poison. Even the dog emperor has to beg me to serve as the imperial physician in the palace, but I don't care..."

Seeing that Hang Shuheng was silent for a long time, the old man said proudly: "How is it? Didn't expect it?"

Old man Xin took a sip of tea and waited to see Hang Shuheng's surprised expression, but he said, "You are just bragging!"

"puff--"

A mouthful of tea spurted out of Old Man Xin's mouth and sprayed all over Hang Shuheng's face. "You stinky boy, you are here to piss me off on purpose. If I don't teach you a lesson, you will see how you think I am a crappy doctor."

"You old man, do you have any respect for hygiene?"

Hang Shuheng angrily wiped the water off his face, slammed the table and was about to go crazy, but the next moment he lay on the table with a look of pain on his face.

"You... old fool, what have you done to me..." It was as if countless insects were gnawing at his flesh and blood and sucking his bone marrow inside his body. The pain was beyond description.

He felt pain everywhere on his body, so much so that he didn't even have the strength to struggle. He lay limply on the table, gasping for breath.

"Hehehe! How is it? Do you know how powerful it is?" Old Man Xin drank his tea nonchalantly. "This is the new poison I developed. It's called 'Painful to Death'. How is it? Does it hurt?"

"Pain..." Hang Shuheng uttered a word with difficulty. At this moment, he no longer had the heart to complain about this extremely rustic yet very appropriate name.

"Please beg me, I will detoxify you."

"Please……"

Old Man Xin thought that Hang Shuheng would remain stubborn for a while, but he did not expect that he would be flexible and beg as soon as he opened his mouth. So Old Man Xin waved his hand and stopped torturing him.

Hang Shuheng felt the pain in his body disappear instantly, and his strength gradually returned, as if the pain just now was just an illusion, but his clothes soaked with sweat from the pain could not deceive anyone.

When Song Ning came back after washing the dishes, she saw Hang Shuheng, who looked like he had been fished out of the water. He was soaking wet and lying on the table, gasping for breath.

His condition looked abnormal. Song Ning asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Why are you sweating so much?" She took out a handkerchief and kept wiping the sweat off his forehead. Her voice was trembling with anxiety. "Is it serious? Let's go to the city to see a doctor!"

Hang Shuheng took a few deep breaths, slowly recovered, grabbed her hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine, I just got scolded by the old man."

"What is going on?" Song Ning's puzzled eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, and finally he looked at Old Man Xin with even dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Old man Xin, who had been gloating, suddenly felt embarrassed. This kid is so grown up, but he is still acting like a child and complaining. The lesson he gave is really too light.

He couldn't lecture the man in front of his wife. What if the girl got angry and refused to give him food? That would not be worth it.

"Don't worry, girl. This boy is in good health and as strong as a bull." He carefully observed Song Ning's complexion and said, "You should worry about yourself."

"Me? What's wrong with me?" Song Ning didn't understand why the topic was brought up.

Upon hearing this, Hang Shuheng couldn't help but sit up straight and asked in a serious tone: "Grandpa, is there something wrong with Aning's health?" He seemed more nervous than Song Ning.

"It's not very good." Old Man Xin stretched out his hand to Song Ning, "Put your hand over here, I'll feel your pulse."

Song Ning hesitated for a moment, and Hang Shuheng took her hand and let it go, "Please, old man, take a look."

After seeing how Old Man Xin had just made him suffer so much pain silently, Hang Shuheng no longer doubted the old man's ability.

"It's not easy to make you surrender, kid." Old man Xin teased. It turned out that this kid's weakness lies here. As long as it is related to his wife and children, he will never be careless.

He placed his fingers on Song Ning's veins with a playful smile, and showed doubt on his face during the first examination. He glanced at Song Ning, and it took him even longer to examine her again. His face, which was playful just now, suddenly became solemn.

Hang Shuheng's mood became more and more anxious as Old Man Xin's expression changed. After finally waiting for him to stop, he asked hurriedly, "But what's the problem?"

Song Ning was made a little nervous by his nervous look and looked at Old Man Xin eagerly.

Old man Xin stroked his beard and pondered for a moment, his eyes moving back and forth between the young couple, and suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, there are some minor problems, but they are nothing to me."