The splendid medical relationship of Jiangshan

Chapter 428 The Mysterious Little Brother
Rong Qingman repeated his words in a daze: "Family..."

Thinking that the other party didn't know what she was talking about, she had given up hope at the moment, so she could only tentatively say: "My father is General Rong Luo of Zhenbei, and I have another father who is judged by the left courtyard of the Supreme Hospital. Duan Zheng."

Although it is said that "the son does not say the father's surname", it is urgent to follow the authority.

After finishing speaking, she raised her eyes to look at the person in front of her, with a last trace of expectation in her eyes.

Soon, even this tiny hope was dashed.

The man said softly: "Sorry, I may not be able to help you much, but if you need it, I can take you to the police station, and they may be able to help you find your family."

"Really?!"

"Ah."

The man thought, maybe this girl is a little delirious, and no matter whether she has some problems of her own or has taken some medicine, it is safer to hand it over to the police.

He turned his head and glanced at the car parked not far away: "Get in the car first."

It was only then that Rong Qingman noticed that the "car" he was talking about was not the carriage she thought.

The two bright lights on the front of the car were also much brighter than the oil lamps she had seen before.

The man walked to the car and helped her open the door, motioning for her to sit in.

Rong Qing Man Lian walked to the side of the car, looking at the scene in front of her eyes, she forgot her current situation for a moment, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise and doubt.

Seeing that she just stood by the car and watched without moving, the man whispered: "Miss?"

She suddenly came back to her senses, thought for a while, and suddenly turned around and gave a salute to the person beside her: "Haven't you asked your son's name?"

The other party seemed to have gotten used to her way of speaking, without hesitation or concealment, he said frankly: "My name is Ye, Ye Xianqiu."

After a pause, he added another sentence in a strange way: "The leaves that come to fall in autumn, the ones that are envied by fish and dragons, the ones that know autumn with one leaf."

Rong Qingman lowered his head slightly: "Young Master Ye."

"Just call me by my name."

Rong Qingman thought that it would be disrespectful to call her by his first name, but since the other party asked so, presumably it was the custom here, and she couldn't refuse it, it's better to do as the Romans do.

So she nodded slightly: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

After saying that, she leaned over and got into the car.

Ye Xianqiu closed the car door, walked around to the other side and got on the car.

Rong Qingman had never had the experience of being in the same car with a man, so he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously moved towards the direction of the car door.

Ye Xianqiu paused with his hand resting on the handbrake: "Fasten your seat belt."

Miss Rong was slightly stunned.

seat belt?
She looked at Ye Xianqiu suspiciously, with a dazed expression on her face.

what is that?
But Ye Xianqiu saw that she hadn't responded after saying that sentence, and only then did he belatedly realize that she might not understand what he said, so he decided to do it himself.

"I'll come." He greeted her in advance before reaching out to pull the seat belt.

Rong Qingman was puzzled.

Looking at it from her angle, it was Ye Xianqiu who suddenly stretched out his hand towards her, and the target was either her face or her hair.

The upbringing she had received since she was a child prevented her from screaming in panic, but her guarded look still showed her nervousness, until... she saw an extra belt in Ye Xianqiu's hand.

She turned her head and glanced to the right, then turned back to look at Ye Xianqiu's hand.

Her gaze followed his hand, watching him insert the strangely shaped little piece into a groove, and her head nodded slightly with that "click".

In this way, the belt bound her tightly.

She suddenly had a feeling that someone was a knife and I was a fish.

"Ye Gong... Ye... Xianqiu..." Rong Qingman had almost never had the experience of calling a man by his first name, and it seemed that this was the first time.

Ye Xianqiu paused while fastening his seat belt.

Hearing her call his name, he had a different feeling in his heart.

He continued as if nothing had happened, and turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"

Seeing that Rong Qingman's eyes fell on his seat belt, he suddenly blushed and shook his head.

It turned out that he tied himself up too, and it seemed that she was treating the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

She didn't say much, and Ye Xianqiu didn't ask any further questions.

The car started, and there was a slight push back feeling.

After the speed of the car increased, Rong Qingman clenched his hands tightly on his lap, and the street scene outside the window flashed away, making people dizzy.

She thought to herself that the car was not pulled by a horse, how could it run so fast?

The upper part of the door was obviously empty, but the strange thing was that there wasn't even a trace of wind blowing in.

Moreover, this place can vaguely imprint her appearance like a mirror.

Out of curiosity, Rong Qingman tentatively stretched out his fingers, but was blocked by something.

It was only then that she realized that this place was not empty, it was just something she couldn't see.

Is it the enchantment of the fairy cloth written in the script?
In this way, is this a fairyland?

Thinking of the fairyland, Rong Qingman realized that this place might also be the underworld, after all, she was already dead, right?

But looking at Ye Xianqiu's charming side face, she was a little skeptical, thinking that the ghosts in this underworld are too delicate, not like little ghosts, but like gods.

Even the fancy dress couldn't conceal the nobility on his body.

Besides, Ye Xianqiu inadvertently noticed Rong Qingman's small movements, seeing that she seemed to have never even seen glass before, and couldn't help but feel more and more puzzled.

If a person fantasizes that he is an ancient person because he yearns too much for the ancient times, it should mostly be reflected in the dialogue with people, but the consciousness in the bones after modern life cannot be completely erased.

No one is paying attention to her now, so she shouldn't pretend to be very curious about glass.

Another point is... her outfit is not like those girls who usually like Hanfu.

Not to mention hairpin jewelry, the pearl sewn on her girdle alone is not ordinary. No matter how you look at it, its texture and luster should be placed in a museum.

It's really confusing.

But Ye Xianqiu didn't make things difficult for him, if he couldn't figure it out, he stopped thinking about it, and just sent him to the police station.

He took the person to the nearest police station.

After parking the car, Ye Xianqiu took the lead to unbuckle his seat belt, and then saw Rong Qingman imitating him and putting his hand on the button, then looked at him uncertainly, as if asking him if he did this.

He nodded lightly.

She pressed it with a "click", and seeing that the seat belt was loosened, her eyes couldn't help but light up slightly.

"Let's go." Ye Xianqiu opened the door and got out of the car.

Rong Qingman learned from him as usual.

She is smart, knows what she doesn't understand, and can remember it with just one glance.

She was also curious about the glass of the car, and after getting off the car, she purposely looked back, but she couldn't see anything because it was so dark.

Now the doubts in Miss Rong's heart became stronger.

Ye Xianqiu saw her puzzled look, the color of inquiry in his eyes deepened.

The two walked into the police station together, and he noticed that she was walking behind him, almost half a step away from him, with her arms naturally at her waist, right hand outside and left hand inside, lake blue tassels hanging from her arms .

With every step she takes, the skirt of her skirt is slightly raised, but the toe of her shoes is never exposed.

After entering the police station, they sat side by side on the chair, and Ye Xianqiu noticed that she was only sitting in the front third of the chair, her back was straight, and her hands were naturally placed in front of her body.

His speech and behavior are all like the ladies in costume TV dramas.

Anyone can learn these if they study hard.

But such things as temperament cannot be learned.

Sitting here, Rong Qingman didn't even need to speak or make any movements, it was easy for people to believe that she was a person who time-traveled from a costume TV series.

The police were stunned.

I thought to myself why is this girl dressed like this in the middle of the night, she just got off work from the film and television city?

He was still thinking about it, wondering if the quality of the group performances is so high now, this girl is also a bit too good-looking, maybe it is some young star who has just been discovered, she looks only eighteen or nineteen years old.

Just as he was about to ask them what was the matter, he saw the director come in from the door. When he passed by, his footsteps paused, and then a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Oh, isn't this Mr. Xiaoye?"

Ye Xianqiu got up and nodded slightly: "Director Huang."

"It's been a while since I saw Mr. Ye..." Mr. Huang recalled, as if he had often seen Ye Xianqiu's father.

Ye Xianqiu lowered his eyes and smiled, not revealing.

Director Huang went as far as he wanted to, and he didn't overly get involved: "Mr. Xiaoye, what's the matter here today?"

When his eyes fell on Rong Qingman who was beside Ye Xianqiu, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh, this is your girlfriend, she looks really pretty!"

(End of this chapter)