Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

The next morning, Song Pan'er was pulled out of bed by Feng Nian'er.

Because today is Qian Jinfeng's birthday, they are going to Wangjiang Tower for dinner.

Yesterday, Feng Nian'er had already written down the dishes that Qian Jinfeng would like, and she could arrange them when she went there today.

Song Pan'er sat in front of the dressing table in a daze, letting Cui Yu comb her hair.

Feng Nian'er took a cold handkerchief and blew it directly on her face.

Song Paner: ...

She complained aggrievedly, "Cousin, you are such a cruel and ruthless woman."

Feng Nian'er returned the handkerchief to Zhenzhu. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, you better hurry up! Aunt and uncle have already packed up and are just waiting for you, a lazy bum!"

Many people have come outside, including Tie Wenqin, Zhang Honghua and her son, Lin Yuanxiu, and He Chi.

These people have all signed contracts with Song Pan'er, so they are all members of the Song family.

Tie Wenqin had a small hammer on his waist and was grinning from ear to ear.

Judging from the situation today, he can drink a lot of good wine.

When Song Pan'er had packed up and was about to get on the carriage, the old donkey came running over with the reins in its mouth.

A pair of big watery eyes just stared at Song Pan'er, making people feel uneasy.

Song Pan'er had no choice but to climb onto its back and said, "You guys take the car, I'll let the old donkey take me."

Feng Nian'er said with a smile, "This old donkey is closest to you. A few days ago, I asked it to take me for a walk, but it refused and almost slapped me."

Cuiyu nodded, "The old donkey is indeed closest to the young lady, and he doesn't like to work. Last time, when the cafeteria was grinding tofu and asked him to pull the millstone, he took off running and I couldn't catch him. He's quite clever!"

Song Dahe crossed his arms and snorted, "It doesn't even take me, the boss, seriously. I don't know where it gets such a bad temper."

Everyone laughed, but the old donkey didn't care. Song Pan'er lay on its back and tried to cover its ears, "Old donkey, these are just bad comments, don't listen to them."

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Wangjiang Tower.

As soon as Song Pan'er and her group entered the lobby, the shopkeeper came to greet them personally. After hearing the purpose of Feng Nian'er's visit, he led them to the private room upstairs.

Watching the group of people go upstairs, a man and a woman sitting in the corner of the lobby looked at each other and their expressions became gloomy.

"Brother, what should we do? Everyone who has that little miracle doctor is not simple."

In this case, they would have no way of bringing the patient back to see the master.

Qi Lanxuan came to Wangjiang Tower yesterday because she heard that Chen Yu would come, so she wanted to ask him about the whereabouts of the miracle doctor. Unexpectedly, her luck was so good that she actually saw the little miracle doctor himself. She also heard that they would come again today, so she brought her senior brother here early in the morning to stake out.

But she never expected that the little miracle doctor would bring so many people with him today.

As for why we don’t openly invite people back to the sect to see patients?

Doesn't that mean they don't have any money? Just look at the plate of vegetarian tofu on their table.

Qi Hengyu gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go and distract them later, you go get the little doctor!"

Qi Lanxuan pursed her lips. She was a little worried whether her senior brother could withstand the beating.

It was obvious that none of those people were simple, and the one with the hammer on his back looked more and more like her uncle who had been missing for many years.

"Brother... do you really want to do this?" She asked hesitantly, wondering whether she should change the plan and go directly to ask the young doctor for help. Then the whole sect would serve the young doctor and repay the debt.

"Junior sister, I know what you want to say, but we brothers and sisters are useless..." How can we still get money?

Qi Hengyu lowered his eyes and sighed secretly.