The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 205 Do You Remember That Year?

Zhuge Ming said: "When is it convenient for you, go and check on her, I hope it is as you said, the princess does not know how sad it is."

Wen Yi nodded, "Okay, I'll go and have a look tomorrow."

Song Yunqian said: "I'll go too. I've only seen this little niece once since she was born. Brother Huang must be very sad."

Now Song Yunqian can compare his heart with his heart. If his little baby Jing Mo couldn't see, he wouldn't know how sad he would be.

The three of them were speechless again. In fact, both Zhuge Ming and Song Yunqian had a lot of things they wanted to say to Wen Yi, but Zhuge Ming wanted to talk to Wen Yi alone, but Song Yunqian couldn't say it.

Finally, Zhuge Ming said: "Wen Yi, tell me about your life in Nanshan City. We have been separated for so long, and you probably understand our situation, but we still don't know how you are doing."

Wen Yi said: "Actually, I live like ordinary people. I didn't open a medical clinic. Zhu Fangyuan once said that he would give me money to open a medical clinic, but I don't think it's necessary. Therefore, most of my work is to make outpatient visits and earn money. With the consultation fee, life is passable."

"Why don't you open a medical clinic? It will be more stable, and it will save you from running around all the time." Zhuge Ming said.

Wen Yi smiled, "It's not that I haven't thought about it, but it's very difficult to hire a doctor in Nanshan City. If you have some medical skills, you can open a medical clinic yourself, and there are many nearby villages. There are no doctors in the villages, and most of them are barefoot with half a bucket of water." Doctor, it’s fine to look at simple illnesses, but for more serious ones, you’re basically waiting to die, so I mainly focus on outpatient visits.”

"If you only treat diseases for the poor, I'm afraid you won't even be able to collect the consultation fee." Song Yunqian said hoarsely.

"Yes, so these years, the old pig has also used his property to support me." Wen Yi said.

Zhuge Ming suddenly realized, "No wonder this kid is collecting money every time he goes back to the capital. He said he asked us to give gifts or something, but he sold it later. It turned out that he was raising money for you."

"He doesn't serve in the imperial court anymore. Although he has a fief, there are still some relatives in the Zhu family who need financial support. He can't give me all the money. He can only make money by various means."

Song Yunqian didn't expect Wen Yi to live such a hard life these years, no wonder the twins said they couldn't even eat candied haws, it really hurts to think about it.

"You really don't need to live so hard. If you don't want to come back, you can let me know, and I will give you money, so that the children won't be wronged." Song Yunqian said softly.

Wen Yi said: "Following me has indeed wronged them, so when you come back this time, if they are willing, I will keep them by your side."

Song Yunqian frowned, "Didn't you just say that you would stay in Beijing for a while? Why do you want to leave so soon?"

Wen Yi said: "Of course I won't leave so fast, but I still have to leave, and I can't stay in Beijing for too long."

Although the date of parting has not yet been determined, and even though she knew she would definitely leave, Song Yunqian was still very unhappy when he heard this sentence.

Zhuge Ming glanced at Song Yunqian, then at Wen Yi, and sighed softly in his heart. It seems that Qian's love for Wen Yi is still the same as before, but Wen Yi seems to have changed a lot. Maybe in the past five years, she has experienced many things. It also expanded her vision, so that she is no longer limited to the love between men and women.

Although Zhuge Ming felt that he shouldn't leave the two of them alone, maybe after five years of separation, they would have something to talk about alone without being heard by others.

So, he stood up and said, "I'll go and see the Empress Dowager's situation first, and you guys chat first."

After speaking, he turned and went out.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became very weird, Wen Yi kept playing with the white porcelain cup in her hand, not knowing where to put her eyes.

Song Yunqian didn't look at her either, but just looked at the vase in the middle of the table, in which was a lotus flower just picked this morning. '

The lotus in the Imperial Garden Lake is just beginning to bud, because the Empress Dowager likes the fragrance of lotus, so the lotus was picked back before it opened.

Picked back this morning, it still has a delicate fragrance.

After a long time, Wen Yi asked aloud: "How have you been these years? Are you okay?"

Song Yunqian withdrew his eyes, looked at her quietly, and then smiled lightly, "That's it, I didn't say whether it's good or not, as long as I can live on."

He thought that this answer was impeccable, at least, he didn't say he was good or bad, he just didn't have expectations anymore, he didn't have any expectations for life, life, or the future.

Wen Yi didn't know how to respond, perhaps, she should say a few words of comfort, but after turning the cup a few times and scratching her stomach, she couldn't think of anything to say.

It is no longer appropriate for them to be alone.

Seeing that the atmosphere was really awkward, Song Yunqian broke the deadlock with a smile, "Do you still remember the time when we went to Tianlang Mountain to look for spirit grass?"

Wen Yi smiled, "Why don't you remember? I was so impressed. For a long time after that, I will dream about the snake in Tianlang Mountain."

Song Yunqian smiled and said, "I've also dreamed about the ghost stories you told me for a long time, it's really scary."

Wen Yi was slightly surprised, "Scary? But you weren't scared at the time."

Song Yunqian said: "Why aren't you afraid? It's just carrying it to death. In fact, I didn't dare to relieve myself that night. Fortunately, you let me accompany you, otherwise, I would have to hold back all night."

Wen Yi chuckled, "I really didn't expect you to be afraid, no wonder you didn't want to hear it when I was about to tell the second ghost story."

Song Yunqian crossed his fingers, put it on the table, then reached out and fiddled with the lotus petals, pretending to ask casually: "By the way, what is the second ghost story you want to tell? Can you tell it now?"

Wen Yi raised her eyebrows, "Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid now. Could it be that you are still afraid of snakes?" Song Yunqian smiled.

"I'm not afraid anymore. When we were in Nanshan City, the house we lived in was by a stream in the suburbs, and there were often snakes infesting it. One night when I got up, it was pitch black and I couldn't see clearly. I stretched out my hand and felt the cold The wet thing, turned on the fire, and saw that it was a snake, crawling towards Jing Mo's legs, I grabbed the snake's head with one hand and threw it outside."

Wen Yi said it with a smile, but Song Yunqian could hear the pain in his heart.

How he wished that he would be by her side every time she was in danger, every time she felt scared.

"At that time, how old was Jingmo?" He asked in a whitewashed manner, preventing her from seeing the pain in his eyes.

"Two years old." Wen Yi replied.

Song Yunqian looked at her, "Can you tell me about them? Jingmo is the elder sister? When can they talk? When can they walk?"

Wen Yi was very sad. A father could have participated in the child's growth, but she deprived her of it.

"I'm sorry, I never told you that the child is still alive." Wen Yi apologized softly, tears welling up in her eyes.

Song Yunqian quickly turned his head away, "Don't apologize, there is no one who is sorry for anyone between us, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

Turning his head away, Wen Yi could only see his handsome and resolute side face. He had hardly changed from before, perhaps because the center of his brows was always twisted up, which formed a deep crease, especially when he frowned. Especially obvious.

He probably had a hard time these years.

(End of this chapter)