The mentally disabled grandfather is going to divorce his wife

Chapter 693 Entering the City (3)

Yan Danqing looked at the girl in front of her. For the convenience of walking, Eleven has always worn men's clothes. In addition, she is tall and looks like a boy. She has been busy all the way, and her face is full of exhaustion. There is nothing like a daughter's look.

"Why are you walking so slowly?" Quan Kongyu asked her.

"He saved someone." Yan Danqing pulled him to the carriage: "The injury was serious. I had the wound stitched up, and I had [-] stitches. Go and see if I'm doing well?"

This was her first actual combat. In the past, she had always been accompanied by a great genius doctor. How could it be her turn to do this kind of work.

Quan Kongyu nodded and followed.

"I thought you and Eleven were going back to northern Xinjiang. Why did you chase them?" Yan Danqing smiled. In fact, she was quite happy when they caught up. What could be more at ease than having a genius doctor by her side.

"My master said that the patriarch is in northern Xinjiang. He doesn't have to worry. You brought a Jiaqi here, and you have a body that is prone to injury, so you came here." Eleven rushed to answer.

Along the way, I met many injured and sick people, and the master didn't delay, and chased them directly, fearing that he would not be able to catch up with them.

On the carriage.

Yan Danqing gave a brief introduction to the two.

After Quan Kongyu looked at the wound, he asked Yan Danqing, "Do you want me to tell the truth or lie?"

Yan Danqing flattened her mouth: "It's a lie."

Quan Kongyu: "The stitching is not bad."

Yan Danqing scoffed, it was her first time suturing, how could she compare with him, a professional doctor, boasting that she would die!
Dongfang Bai looked at the two of them and smiled, the smile was somewhat ambiguous. Are the two people in front of them in a relationship?
After Quan Kongyu carefully checked all the wounds of Dongfang Bai, his eyes finally fell on Yan Danqing's stitched abdominal wound, his eyebrows were slightly twisted, thinking about whether to take it apart and stitch it up again, after all, the stitching method is really good. I can't bear to see it.

Fortunately, it was still stitched up, even if the stitches were removed in the future, the scars would not be removed even with muscle-creating cream.

If her techniques were more meticulous and mature, there would be no scars at all.

Think about it again, a big man, even if he has some scars on his body, so what, he is not a woman.

Yan Danqing didn't know what he was thinking, at first he thought his stitches were pretty good, but now because of his words, he was hit hard.

Sure enough, it was exactly what Yan Danqing thought.

Quan Kongyu and Dongfang Bai can chat very well. In comparison, although they have known Gongsun Yu for a long time, one of them is a medical practitioner and the other is a businessman. There is no topic to chat with.

Dongfang Bai likes to play chess.

Quan Kongyu also likes it.

After two games of chess, the two became chess friends.

In particular, two masters with comparable chess skills can always find a feeling of sympathy for each other.

Yan Danqing is not very interested in these things, but Yan Yu's boy, who has been fascinated by Quan Kongyu on weekdays, every time he plays chess with him, eight out of ten games can be evenly matched. The more you lose, the more miserable you will be.

After he lost the chess, he would drag her to practice with him.

She is just a stinky chess player, she can play any chess, even if Yan Yu asks her ten pawns every time, she still can't win.

As time went on, I became less interested.

The two played a game of chess.

Already from morning.

It was evening.

still going down.

In the afternoon, he had already entered the boundary of Yancheng.

(End of this chapter)