Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 533 I will work hard to satisfy you
"Soul lock car?"

Xingyuan raised her brows upside down, looked at the craftsman, and then at Xin Yi.

"What are you talking about, don't scare us..."

The craftsman said in embarrassment: "The soul-locking car is another word for us. It refers to... the car that has died. The villain also said that it may be because of blindness, but you don't believe it..."

Xin Yi looked at him silently.

"I believe it. Brother, you don't need to worry about her, just keep talking."

The craftsman glanced at this pretty official lady, frowned, seemed to be hesitating, and said after a while: "A few years ago, there was a case of fireworks here, I wonder if the lady has heard of it?"

Xin Yi didn't move his eyebrows, and shook his head at him, "I just arrived in Yangzhou not long ago."

The craftsman nodded as if suddenly enlightened. When he heard that she had just arrived, he was obviously relieved and spoke much faster.

"Probably there was an accident with the fireworks sold by a black-hearted workshop. They exploded and ignited, and burned people to death. At that time, a family of three died in this carriage. Later, this carriage fell into Wei's car dealership. After renovation It was sold again, and somehow it ended up in the lady's house..."

Xin Yi was startled, stared at him and asked, "How many years have passed?"

The craftsman thought about it, "Rong Xiao did the math, it was, it seemed to be the seventh year of Qingli, New Year's Eve... yo, it must have been eight years."

Xin Yi smiled softly.

"Sir, you have good eyesight. The car that was repaired eight years ago is still fresh in your memory?"

She called her sir gently, but her words pierced people like sharp thorns. The craftsman snorted dissatisfiedly, and suddenly unloaded the wheel on the other side, turning the entire hub over.

"This is a mark made by a small one, so I know it."

That mark is very special, like a sacrificial candle.

The craftsman further explained that he has the habit of marking the repaired vehicles, whether it is an ox cart, a horse cart or a donkey cart, everything that passes through his hands will leave a mark.And he is in awe, and will have different marks on cars that have died.

There were three candles in this car, and three people died. He only encountered it once in more than ten years in the industry.

Xin Yi believed the words of the craftsman.

A car repairman you meet on the street will not tell such a big lie casually, and the sign is right in front of you.

The question is, how could such a car appear in Zhizhou Yamen for the use of Zhizhou's family members?

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When returning home, Xiangling and her beloved came out together, and the elder brother of the Zhang family was waiting in the house. Xin Yi kept this matter in his heart for the time being, and talked to the Zhang family brothers and sisters without changing his face.

At the beginning, Liangren and Zhang's eldest brother came to Yangzhou under Xin Yi's instructions. Today, Xiangling didn't go to the restaurant, so he went to meet them.

After being separated for such a long time, my beloved looks much thinner, but his brows are more heroic, and even his voice is louder than before. In return, Xiang Ling keeps laughing at her like a man.

On the contrary, the eldest brother of the Zhang family was as quiet and reticent as before, with a calm and steady appearance, and he seemed to be a safe person.

After exchanging pleasantries, Zhang Dalang interrupted Xiang Ling's laughter first.

"It's getting late. If you sisters have anything to say, it's not too late. Let's talk to Xin Yi about the shop first."

Xiang Ling made a face at elder brother and elbowed his beloved.

The beloved replied: "Brother and I have taken a fancy to several places in the shop, but the one at the head of Wenjin Bridge is the most desirable one, but the rent is ridiculously expensive, one month's rent can buy ten acres of dry land..."

Zhang Dalang said: "The tooth dealer took us to meet several owners. After we got in touch, the one at the head of Wenjin Bridge was the best to talk to. I told him that we had to wait for our owner to come and see before we could make a final decision. Yinzi, let him wait a few more days, and he readily agrees."

The beloved nodded and looked at Xin Yi with a serious face.

"Brother said that expensive has its advantages. As long as it suits my sister's wishes, the rent can be earned back quickly. I think it makes sense..."

After that, she saw that Xin Yi hadn't said a word, and said with a smile: "But everything depends on what my sister wants. Sister, when you are free, let's make an appointment with a dentist to go and have a look together?"

Xin Yi said: "Tomorrow."

A good shop waits for no one, and she has no other priorities when she comes to Yangzhou. Only by spreading the medicine and making a living can she have the backbone.Otherwise, wouldn't she be a housewife dependent on a man?She can't stand this.

Together, several people made an appointment for the next day, the elder brother of the Zhang family went to the dentist to clarify first, and the husband stayed behind.

She came to Yangzhou years ago, and she wished she could tell all about what she saw and heard overnight, but Xin Yi was thinking about something, so after sitting for a while, she sent her and Xiang Ling back to the house, and called Xing Yuan and Tao Yu to prepare water for washing , and then go to bed and lie down.

"The king of the county is back, let me know."

Xingyuan grinned, "My servant understands."

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At night, the weather became a bit colder, Xin Yi was wrapped in the quilt, watching the silver charcoal burning red, without any sleepiness.

She waited until midnight, but she didn't wait for Xingyuan's report, but the door was pushed open.

Fu Jiuqu walked in, "I heard you were waiting for me?"

The door closed, and the man took off his outer robe and put it on the hanger. He approached Xin Yi with a cold smell of wine, sat on the edge of the fire cage by the bed, and rubbed his hands.

"When you left, I wanted to come back with you. But if I got the chance, it would be good to have a look at their words, so I sat for a while..."

He turned to look at Xin Yi, like an ordinary husband.

"You're not mad at me, are you?"

Xin Yi raised the pillow, leaned up and asked, "You didn't drink too much, did you?"

She wanted to make sure that the next conversation would take place while Fu Jiuqu was awake.After all, this guy doesn't taste very good...

Fu Jiuqu misunderstood a little, glanced at her lightly, approached and sat on the edge of her bed, held her hand with a half-smile, and patted his face.

"Come on, try hitting me twice?"

Xin Yi: "???"

In Fu Jiuqu's clear eyes, there was a smile full of affection: "I didn't drink too much, you hit me casually, I won't get angry."

Xin Yi: ...

Facing this face with gentle eyebrows, Xin Yi's back was a little stiff.

This person frowned and acted like Brother Jiu, she had to restrain herself to speak properly.

"I came back today and encountered something." Xin Yi calmly withdrew his hand, raised the quilt to cover himself, broke the axle, and told him what he heard in the car dealership.

"Do you feel that this matter is a little unusual?"

Fu Jiuqu didn't speak for a long time, his lips curled up, his face was slightly cold.

Xin Yi: "What's wrong?"

Fu Jiuqu chuckled lightly, tapped his fingers on the edge of the bed, a pair of dark eyes showed a bit of a gloomy chill, "That's really a coincidence. The firework case eight years ago, and I..."

After a pause, he glanced at Xin Yi strangely, and suddenly changed his words.

"It has something to do with your ninth brother. More precisely, it has something to do with his father."

Xin Yi: "Let's hear it?"

Fu Jiuqu leaned towards her a little, stared into her eyes, and smiled, "Didn't you suspect where I went those two nights before? That's why."

Xin Yi frowned.

She didn't doubt his whereabouts, but she didn't want to refute, she just sat with a blank face and listened to what he said...

Then, she learned from Fu Jiuqu's mouth that Brother Jiu had already laid out a network of heaven and earth before coming to Yangzhou, and she felt a little sad for a while.

The story is still the same story, but the person is not the same person.

Brother Nine has calculated everything, but he didn't count the person who came, not himself.

Xin Yi's throat choked, and he lowered his eyes, "Then, what are you going to do next?"

Fu Jiuqu noticed her depression when she mentioned the layout of the Guangling County King, and only that virtual man can control her emotional changes.

"Oh." His heart seemed to be tightened by a rope, and he was a little out of breath. He knew why he was unhappy, but he couldn't move his eyes from the fair and delicate face in front of him.

Bone-cutting pain, and bone-cutting madness.

"I'm going to start with the case of Huzi's parents..."

As he spoke, he slowly stroked Xin Yi's chin with his hand, lifted it up a little bit, and looked directly at her.

"I'm not your ninth brother, do you believe I can do well?"

Xin Yi's eyelids moved slightly, and he remained silent.

She is like a glass of calm stagnant water, no matter what, she can't make any waves.

Fu Jiuqu stared at her dark and wet eyes for a moment, then smiled: "I can't replace what you miss. I will work hard to satisfy you."

Before the voice fell, he let go of his hand and tucked the quilt for Xin Yi, "It's late at night, go to bed earlier, if you have any ideas, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Xin Yi nodded silently.

Seeing the slender figure turn and leave, he breathed a sigh of relief and lay down under the blanket.

She thought that Fu Jiuqu had left and would never come back, but after a while, she heard the slight sound of water in the clean room.Soon, the man came out of the shower, took out the quilt calmly and calmly, made a bed in the room, and then turned off the lights and lay down on it.

There was no word during the whole process, only the familiar footsteps.

But every tiny movement is like a drumbeat on Xin Yi's heart...

She was wrapped in the quilt, calling out over and over again amidst the pounding heartbeat.

"Ninth Brother..."

　Fu Jiuqu: I'm right in front of you, but you don't know me.sad!
　　Xin Yi: Go!

　　Fu Jiuqu: Call me back later, and tell me to leave later.Sisters, talk about it, should I come back, or should I get out?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)