I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 255 Return to Lilliput

The fact that Xia Qingdai took her pulse and was very accurate about it spread throughout the dormitory floor along with the news that Xia Shishi had asked for leave for treatment.

There is even a legend that Xia Qingdai's ancestor was a palace physician, and she has been practicing medicine since she was a child. It can be seen from this incident that any rumor will inevitably change beyond recognition in the end.

Regardless of whether it is a five-year or eight-year program, all those majoring in traditional Chinese medicine are yearning for Xia Qingdai's abilities.

As soon as the evening classes were over every night, there was an endless stream of people coming to their dormitory to check their pulse.

Xia Qingdai just thought of it as a practice, it was just about taking the pulse, it didn't cost her much.

Youthful girls, except for a few particularly unlucky ones, the health of most of them must be at the peak of their lives.

The most common problems Xia Qingdai found when she took their pulses were from endocrine problems. Even if there were a few cases of dysmenorrhea, she would only diagnose them but not treat them.

For those who are not roommates, she will naturally not be so enthusiastic to help them with registration and medical treatment. Anyway, even if there is no need to check the pulse, the girls themselves know about dysmenorrhea, and they will naturally take care of it, so there is no need for her to say anything.

The fact that Xia Qingdai was really good at taking pulses finally spread to all the freshmen in the entire Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine by the end of the military training.

He now loves and hates Xia Qingdai. He loves her for being extremely smart and famous, but he also hates her for actually revealing her kidney deficiency in public.

Xia Qingdai, who was waiting in the clouds, waited until Owen completely left the territory of Fucui Villa and repainted the wild map, then she made a thought and flew to the co-pilot.

God did not take the car to the sky to replenish its energy.

Owen was still in the mood to joke with him. After he got into the car, he lightly pressed the switch and the car started quietly.

Patients have no right to privacy!
With the end of two weeks of continuous military training, Xia Qingdai, who had tanned twice, could finally pack up and run home.

Not to mention asking for leave to take his sister home, he couldn't find time to write a book after get off work. Finally, the book had some improvement, but it had to become a KKK party and was chased and scolded by readers.

He was going to drive out alone to pick up his cousin!
Sherread, a driver who specializes in driving off-road vehicles, expressed concern about Owen having to drive out on his own. Because this god-given steel car had become completely unable to move a few days ago.

In the afternoon after the military training performance, she took the subway and then the bus back home.

The first thing Xia Qingdai did when she got home was to change her dress and call Owen to come out to pick her up.

As for the handsome young man Xi Shenfeng, who was diagnosed with kidney yin deficiency by her pulse test in public, no matter how he quibbled and protested, he could no longer take off the label of "kidney deficiency man" from his head.

Xia Shanglu wanted to pick her up, but the criminal police team encountered a very difficult case recently, and they arrested him and sent him to plow the land.

After Owen was woken up by the "rumbling" sound outside the window, he was not angry at all. He happily rang the bell and called the valet to come in and help him change clothes.

After saying this, Owen pressed the forward button and drove the car smoothly.

It was evening in modern times, but it happened to be early morning at Fucui Villa.

"Oh, did the goddess show up last night? This car has enough energy to run again!"

"Yes, you are right, Sheridan. I will give you a day off today. You can go and rest. I will drive the car!"

If she travels directly in, she will be immediately refreshed to Owen's side. This is more embarrassing and difficult to explain to others. You can't just show your cards right. You are the god of the eighteenth century.

"Owen, we're already out anyway, why don't we go for a ride together?" Xia Qingdai opened her bright eyes and said to Owen.

"Okay, as you wish."

The two of them galloped along the tree-lined road in the countryside, leaving the five hundred acres of land belonging to Fortress House, and headed towards London. Xia Qingdai rolled down the car window with her hands, feeling the breeze of the British countryside at the end of the 18th century, listening to the chirping of birds and cicadas in the forest, watching the dawn light on the horizon, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

Eventually Irving parked the car in a wide field that originally belonged to Mr. Anderson's property.

But now he has committed treason and been sentenced to exile, and the land is about to be auctioned off.

However, Mr. Anderson's case has not been finalized, and Owen is still trying to help him appeal. He wants everyone to see that belief in Eastern gods will not be suppressed.

Because the patron saint of the Owen family went on a rampage of vandalism, smashing, and looting in London, countless timid people were frightened to death.

Therefore, the judges and the jury of the Supreme Court will probably seriously consider the wishes of these two new nobles.

Irving spared no effort to defend Mr. Anderson, which greatly moved the newly married Miss Anderson - oh no, she will be called Mrs. Hans now.

She waited until the wedding ring was on her finger before she asked her husband about trying to rescue her father.

Unexpectedly, this reasonable and ethical request from his wife was met with opposition from Mr. Hans.

This profit-oriented businessman revealed his savage and uneducated nature as soon as he married Miss Anderson. He deeply felt that his money was his, and so was the property in his wife's name.

He would never allow his wife to invest her small dowry in vain sectarian disputes.

Xia Qingdai didn't care about the situation of the Anderson family. At this moment, she just wanted to embrace nature quietly.

"This weather is perfect for an outing. Let's change horses when we get back, right?"

Owen looked at her and smiled softly: "Okay."

"Ah, the weather is so comfortable! Even the air is full of the fragrance of grass." Xia Qingdai opened her arms to feel the warm sunshine of the 18th century, then tilted her head and asked Owen, "Am I a lot darker?"

Owen looked at Xia Qingdai showing a large area of ​​white and greasy skin, shook his head and said: "Not really."

Xia Qingdai looked down at herself. The round arms and chest skin under the short sleeves were still glowing with a faint white color. Because these were hidden in the camouflage uniforms, but the hands and face were tanned after all.

"We can't bask in the sun anymore." She jumped back into the car like a naughty deer, "Owen, let's go back, I miss the castle."

Owen turned around and got into the car, smiling slightly: "Okay, take a seat."

On the way back, Owen told Xia Qingdai that she had a letter from Austria.

"Ah, great. Who could have written it for me? Mozart or Beethoven?"

"You will know after reading the letter."

"Yeah. Has anything different happened during this time?"

"Does it count if Miss Anderson is married?"

"I know this, are there any others?"

Owen pondered for a moment and said, "There are a few lambs that have been born on the farm, and Dahui is also going to give birth to a foal in the next two days. The tutor, Miss Bai, is here."

"Ah, great. Tell the people at the farm that I will be with you when Big Gray has her foal."

Dahui is Xia Qingdai's car, although she doesn't ride it often.