Just then, with a "creaking" sound, the wooden door was pushed open, and a palm-sized head leaned in from the door.

It was the pretty little maid who had seen before, with a pair of buns in her buns. As soon as she entered the house, she said:

"Doctor Shi, I will serve you to change your clothes..."

Shi Yiwen then noticed that the girl was holding a stack of clothes in her arms, and the clothes...

"This is the young master who ordered someone to go to Tianyifang to make a reservation for you. This Tianyifang is the best garment shop in Nanjing. Such a piece of clothing costs at least five taels of silver."

Xiao Lian solved his doubts at the right time.

Her words made Shi Yiwen think in his heart. Song Qiyu was quite thoughtful, and he could even think of such a small thing.

In my heart, I sighed at Young Master Song's meticulous thoughts, but his previous worries made him frown.

When Shi Yiwen was thinking about dressing, he didn't feel any discomfort when he looked shirtless after taking off his shirt. Instead, Xiao Lian, who was standing next to him, had a red cheeks and looked shy.

Shi Yiwen changed his shirt and trousers to a silk ball-collar shirt, of course with the help of the little maid.

"Shi, the miracle doctor, if anything happens, just tell me, my servant, and my servant is Xiao Lian."

When he spoke, Xiao Lian's eyes secretly glanced at the doctor, and his little face, which was as big as a palm, suddenly turned redder.

"This miraculous doctor is so handsome..."

When this thought arose in her mind, Xiao Lian's red cheeks seemed to turn redder.

Shi Yiwen naturally didn't know what the little maid was thinking. He had only one thought to leave the Song family after changing into clean clothes.

But... after leaving the Song family, where are you going?

At this moment, Song Qiyu, who was full of joy, walked into the house. When he saw Shi Yiwen, he immediately bowed over his knees without saying a word.

"My doctor, please accept the next worship!"

After saying that, he couldn't bow.

"Young Master Song, you are kind."

Shi Yiwen quickly helped him up, and then Song Qiyu said solemnly.

"Thanks to the miracle doctor this time. If it weren't for the miracle doctor, he would have been reborn with blood transfusions regardless of his life. I'm afraid my inner son has been unpredictable. The gentleman is very kind and great, and he will never forget his life..."

"Oh, young master, you are kind-hearted. The doctor is a doctor's job. You must not be so polite."

"Doctors are kind..."

Nodding his head in sigh, Song Qiyu said again.

"Oh, I'll be taught today."

Song Qiyu bowed again, and he naturally understood the truth that he did not express his gratitude and did not express any more.

"How is the situation of the lady now?"

"Go back to the miracle doctor, Neiko has woken up long ago and has become much more conscious. In a few days, you may be able to go downstairs. Then let Neiko thank the miracle doctor in front of him."

"No need to be polite. Recently, my wife is better off calmly and cultivating."

Shi Yiwen smiled.

"That day, Mr. Song ordered people to get ginseng. This product is best at replenishing qi and blood, but it is not suitable for the wife to take it now. However, after the confinement period, you can take some ginseng in moderation to nourish the body and replenish some qi and blood. After all, the wife's energy is severely damaged this time, and it must be adjusted and replenished for a long time. However, this ginseng is produced in Liaodong and it should be quite rare in the mainland."

Shi Yiwen deliberately led the topic to ginseng. It is not the Qing Dynasty now, and people's interest in ginseng is far less than that in a hundred years later. In this case, the Song family's ginseng trading was indeed unexpected.

"The miraculous doctor doesn't know that ginseng is rare, but as long as you have money, there is nothing you can't buy. Every year, many merchants transport ginseng, deer antlers and other goods produced in Liaodong to the mainland. This time my father went to Liaodong to introduce Liao goods to Nanjing... For nothing, it's all business matters."

Song Qiyu, who shook her head and seemed unwilling to talk deeply about this issue, smiled.

"The miracle doctor recreated my Song family's entomology. My father ordered people to prepare water wine in the flower hall. I'm going to ask the miracle doctor to come over to express my gratitude."

"You are kind to Mr. Song."

When we arrived at the flower hall, the Song family's dinner was ready. There were a table full of dishes, meat and vegetables, and the dishes were quite exquisite. Before Shi Yiwen could enter the flower hall, Song Renjie greeted him, greeted him to sit down, then poured wine with his own hands, picked up the wine glass and said.

"The miracle doctor has recreated my love to my Song family. I have never thanked you for your kindness. This glass of water and wine shows gratitude."

After saying that, Song Renjie drank it all in one gulp.

"You are kind to Mr. Song."

Smiling and holding up the wine glass, Shi Yiwen said.

"Treatment and saving lives is the duty of a doctor. As for the theory of a miracle doctor, I really can't afford it. The younger generation is just a foolish young Master Song, and Mr. Song is an elder, even though he calls me as good as the one who is in the lower world."

Shi Yiwen casually called himself a word. The reason why he thought of this word was because of the "tranquility and far-reaching" in the middle hall in the living room in the past.

"In this way, I will be proud of you and call you a virtuous nephew, Qiyu, why don't you give me a cup to you Brother Shi."

Song Renjie, who had been doing business for a long time, was very quick. As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qiyu quickly picked up the wine glass and said.

"Brother Zhiyuan, I respect you."

Although they knew that the Song family and son were deliberately compliments, everyone felt comfortable listening to good words and were in a good mood. They would drink more wine.

However, even though they drank too much, there was a bottom line for what to say and what not to say. During the meal, when the father and son of the Song family asked about his origin, Shi Yiwen naturally repeated the words he had said to Liu Jinjiang. If they asked again, they would use the alcohol to cover up the others with a smile.

Although he was drinking rice wine, it was even more intoxicating. After about ten bowls of rice, his feet became unstable, his body swayed on the chair, and he no longer spoke clearly. Seeing that Shi Yiwen was drunk, Song Renjie ordered his servant to help him down. After he left, when he saw that his father was silent, Song Qiyu tentatively said.

"Dad, what are you thinking?"

"Yu'er, how can I repay my life-saving grace?"

Song Renjie sighed with a little drunkenness.

"This time, our Song family owes him a lot of love."

"Yes, if it weren't for him, Pei'er and his son would only be..."

Thinking of the danger at that time, Song Qiyu's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"If it were when your mother gave birth to you..."

Shaking his head and sighed, Song Renjie said again.

"This kind of kindness is always to be paid back. Well, Yu'er, in your opinion, how should this love be paid back?"

After pondering for a moment, Song Qiyu said.

"Dad, Zhiyuan just said that he just returned from overseas and thought he hadn't settled in Nanjing yet, so why not give him a house?"

Song Renjie shook his head after his son's suggestion.

"The love is too great and the courtesy is too light. Besides, the Song family is a businessman!"

The Song family is a businessman!

The seemingly unintentional words made Song Qiyu look at his father in surprise.

Song Renjie sighed and stood up.
Chapter completed!