At this time, others also found that the old woman had made a mistake and hurried over to persuade her.

"Aunt Yin, you've misread the person. He's a young man, he's just a little fair-looking... Why... Oh, this is really!"

"It's the person that Master Ning brought back yesterday!"

After helping the old woman away, he hurried over to say hello to Mo Li and the others.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Yin used to be an embroiderer, and she has a bad look."

"...It's nothing, I'll show her?" Mo Li added, "I'm a doctor. I can't cure my eye problems, but it's better to slow them down than to be invisible in the future."

"Oh, the doctor that Master Ning said yesterday was you! This is such a coincidence!" The people who came to say hello looked much more polite. People with skills will not live in Yeji for a long time, and doctors are even rare.

Finally, this man came over to apologize to Meng Qi.

"Mr. Lang looks good and is better than the women here. Aunt Yin has read it wrong. I'm really sorry."

Meng Qi's face turned dark after hearing this.

Seeing that half of the street had appeared, Meng Qi felt that he might become famous in this wild gathering.

He walked back to the room silently, found a broken-toothed comb, and combed his hair.

Thinking of someone who mistakenly thought of a doctor...

Uh, there seems to be something wrong?

Meng Qi tried to think about how he looked like he was wearing women's clothes standing next to the doctor, and then shivered.

The scene was a bit amazing.

Mo Li also came in, still holding the clay pot in his hand.

"What are you looking at?" Dr. Mo also felt a little uncomfortable and asked with a light cough.

Meng Qi stared at his arm expressionlessly and said seriously: "It's not as white as soy milk in a clay pot!"

Mo Li was speechless, but he realized something. Is Meng Qi very good-looking?

"The people in this wild collection are very close."

Mo Li couldn't find a clean bowl, so she could only give the clay pot to Meng Qi and said, "You drink it first."

Meng Qi said indifferently: "Maybe they have lost their relatives, or they are in a foreign land and have no support, so they take care of each other."

"Since I left Zhushan County, I haven't felt so relaxed for a long time." Mo Li thought.

"...If everyone in the world could do this, they would look like the book of a sage." Meng Qi finally put down his arm, weighed the clay pot, thinking about how much to drink and how much to leave for the doctor to be suitable.

I don't know why, I want to finish it all.

The doctor got up early and cooked it for a long time.
Chapter completed!