Life simulator, start with a maid

"Young master... is it really you?"

Not only Lin Lang was confused, but also the Meng family couple.

Qiu Bai returned a salute, still polite and gentle.

Meng Nanke finally realized that there was something wrong with his emotional reaction, and quickly explained, "Father, mother, do you remember that my daughter was almost taken away by a kidnapper before? It was this young master who saved me."

"So it's a genius doctor!" Mrs. Meng still had lingering fear when she mentioned this matter, "The genius doctor rescued him twice, he really is Ke Er's favorite person!"

"Don't dare, it's easy to do." Qiu Bai's expression remained stable.

Meng Nanke looked at him with soft eyes, combined with the results of the previous pulse... Linlang guessed something in his heart.

When she didn't know how to speak for a while, Mrs. Meng said again.

"After coming back that time, Ke Er became seriously ill. Over the years, her body has become weaker and weaker. No matter how many doctors she has invited to take care of her, she has not recovered."

"They all said that Ke Er was worrying too much. Today happened to be two genius doctors here, why don't they prescribe a prescription for health care together."

Glancing at the innocent Qiu Bai beside her, Lin Lang sighed softly and said, "Ma'am, since Miss is suffering from a heart disease... the heart disease still needs medicine for the heart. I'm afraid the prescriptions for nourishing the body alone won't be able to cure it. "

"Then what should I do?" Mrs. Meng panicked when it was mentioned that it could not be cured.

But Master Meng calmed down, looked at his daughter seriously and asked, "Ke Er, is there something on your mind that you didn't tell your parents?"

Meng Nanke shifted his eyes to the side uncomfortably, shook his head and said, "Father, don't worry, I don't have anything on my mind... It's just that I've been bored recently because of Qian Ran's absence."

Speaking of Zhao Qianran, the faces of the Meng family and his wife turned ugly instantly.

Qiubai, as a man, is not suitable to ask some questions, but Lin Lang has no such concerns.

"I heard that Ms. Meng was Zhao Meiren's previous handkerchief?"

"Yes, we grew up together." Meng Nanke nodded.

Mrs. Meng, who was at the side, snorted coldly: "What handkerchief? Now that he is a master who enjoys glory and wealth, how can he think of us!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Master Meng glared at his wife who dared to say such words in front of outsiders, and lowered his voice slightly, "The marriage contract with Liang Er was nothing more than verbal words and no proof, so why hold on to it?"

"Then why is she taking the hairpin given by Liang Er? If you don't like Liang Er, then don't accept it!" Mrs. Meng felt anxious whenever she thought of her son's distraught appearance.

"There is no hairpin! I think you are too tired to take care of Ke'er recently, and you have forgotten everything!" Seeing that she was still talking, Master Meng hurriedly motioned to the two personal maids.

"Take your wife down first and have a good rest! Don't stay here and say something, it will make the two guests laugh!"

In Daqi, hairpins are generally only given to elder couples, or best friends of the same sex.And men and women give hairpins, one for one, one for one, which is a tactful and implicit way of defaulting to mutual affection.

Lin Lang was not very interested in Zhao Meiren's love history, she only looked at Meng Nanke who bowed her head a little embarrassedly, and asked about the business.

"Miss Meng, did you feel unwell when you came back after enjoying the scenery?"

Meng Nanke nodded, "It was a gathering of friends that my elder brother took me to."

Lin Lang frowned. If there were too many people at the party, it would be even more difficult to find the poisoner.

But she continued to ask: "Are all the people who went there that day known to you?"

"Brother likes to make friends. I don't know some of his friends. But I was with Qianran and the others that day..." Meng Nanke paused, then said with a dazed expression,

"Saw a dead body."