After going down the mountain, she used metaphysics to seduce the big guy

Chapter 115 The Seriously Sick Old Man

The middle-aged man surnamed Mi noticed the young girl behind Lu Sinian, and there was a hint of obscenity in his eyes.

This little girl looks really good, her skin is smooth, her legs are thin and long, she must be very exciting to play with!

Seeing Mr. Mi's eyes looking at Ji Ci, Lu Sinian felt dissatisfied in his heart, and moved a step to the side to block his sight.

"Mr. Mi, let's go in and talk!"

Mr. Mi quickly looked away, pretending to be calm and leading Lu Sinian and Ji Ci into the study.

The two were sitting on the sofa in the study, and Ji Ci ran out on the pretext of going to the bathroom.

Anyway, Lu Sinian also felt that Mr. Mi's eyes on Ji Ci made him feel uncomfortable, so he simply let her go.

Ji Ci walked around on the second floor of the villa, and found that many people dressed as Taoists suddenly walked out of a certain room.

Just now I heard that uncle say that his father is sick, and it is not enough to just find a doctor. What is the use of finding so many Taoist monks?

Ji Ci looked at the people walking away, and before the door was locked, he squeezed in through the crack of the door like a fish swimming.

There is a strong smell of medicine in the room, and many furniture are painted dark red.

The windows were closed, and the curtains were tightly closed.

Except for the faint sunlight cast in from the outside, which can barely be seen clearly, the light is really dim.

An old man coughed from time to time, and Ji Ci walked in the direction of the sound.

A thin and haggard old man was lying on the bed, coughing violently with a handkerchief covering his mouth.

There was a simple small stove beside the bed with a medicine pot on it, bubbling and bubbling.

Ji Ci frowned and looked at it, then walked decisively to the window and lifted the curtains to open the window.

"You...cough cough, who are you?"

The old man closed his eyes and frowned tightly, very uncomfortable with the suddenly strong light.

"Old man, haven't you smelled such a strong smell of medicine in the house?"

"Close the window! Ahem! I can't... can't see the wind!"

Ji Ci walked to the bed, and used her shadow to block the old man's face so that he could get used to it a little.

"Seeing the wind is not a bad thing. The doors and windows are closed and there is no air circulation in the house. No wonder you cough like this. Is it better now?"

Hearing this, the old man took a deep breath, but felt much more comfortable.

"You, who are you? Where did you cheat?"

Ji Ci was in a hurry, "Why did you say that? What did I lie to you? I came with my husband. I happened to pass by and saw you coughing like this. It's so pitiful."

The old man smiled with great effort while clutching his handkerchief. Even when he breathed, his throat sounded breathy, as if it was very laborious.

"Poor? I've lived most of my life, and this is the first time I've heard people call me pitiful."

Ji Ci pulled a small stool by the side of the kiln and sat down, "My son can do nothing but pretend to find a doctor for you, and he's even messing around outside, and his grandson isn't around. You're coughing like this The servant didn't come here in time, isn't it pitiful?"

Ji Ci blinked her eyes, and said matter-of-factly.

"What the hell are you here for?"

Ji Ci shrugged, "I accompanied my husband to discuss business with your son. I saw that his face was rosy, and he didn't look like a person who was worried about his father's illness at all."

The old man didn't speak when he heard the words, but just stared at the ceiling with desolate eyes.

"You go!"

"Shall I take you out to play?"

(End of this chapter)