C157 Some People Secretly Harm Others!

"So it's like that!" Xia Mo pointed to Ye Shaoqiu and said: "Sister Tang, this President Ye seems to be an imperial physician in his ancestors, and he is also a great genius doctor in his own right. You can make him go and take a look for your father!"

Ye Shaoqiu answered vaguely, "It's Chinese medicine."

Tang Ge looked at Ye Shaoqiu who was happily eating and frowned.

Tang Ge had obviously been deceived by Ye Shaoqiu's outer appearance. After all, the older a doctor was, the more sought after he would become.

"However, the attainments that the President Ye has gained in food is something that I am quite impressed with." Tang Ge added: "However, if you want this inn to revive, it won't just be about the simple ingredients and delicacies, it'll be enough …"

Ye Shaoqiu stopped his chopsticks and said: "This matter, I already have a plan in mind." Ye Shaoqiu took the opportunity to follow Xia Mo's address, and said: "Sister Tang, perhaps you can let me see for your father, to treat a horse as if it's alive."

In truth, Ye Shaoqiu did not have much attainments in the Dao of food, he was just a bunch of Genuine Qi.

Zhang Xuan's attainments were truly in the field of medical skills. He didn't expect that after his ingredients were praised, his medical skills would be underestimated. This truly made him embarrassed.

"That's right, Sis Tang Ge, Shaoqiu's medical skills are definitely top-notch, you want him to give it a try?" Xia Mo helped him speak up.

Tan Lelee didn't know much about Ye Shaoqiu, but no matter how much he tried to recruit him, he was still his own boss. If it wasn't for the fact that it was a bit hot, I believe that President Ye would not have said such a thing. "

"Besides, wouldn't it be better if it cured Uncle Tang's illness?"

Ye Shaoqiu laughed, and said with a stern expression: "There is no chance!"

"Of course, please believe me, Sis Tang!"

Seeing how confident Ye Shaoqiu was, Tang Ge could only nod her head and reply, "Alright, when will President Ye be free?"

Ye Shaoqiu laughed and said: "No need to call me President Ye, Sis Tang can just call me Shaoqiu."

"For this kind of thing, it's better to be in time than in time. It's fine now. Shall we set off now?"

Tang Ge nodded and said: "Then I'll be troubling you."

Ye Shaoqiu waved his hand, and the few of them followed Tang Ge out.

Following Tang Ge back and forth on the street, Xia Mo already did not know the way, but with Ye Shaoqiu's strengthened memories, she could barely make it.

Soon after, they arrived at the entrance of an exclusive small courtyard. Tang Ge stopped, making everyone feel suspicious. Tang Ge said. "This is the place. Everyone, please come in!"

Tan Lelee was obviously a frequent customer, as he walked in.

Ye Shaoqiu could be considered a master chef after all. He was already a famous man, but why would an important figure like him live in such a remote place?

As soon as the two of them walked in, they immediately understood. It was a very small house with another cave inside.

The place was huge, hundreds of square meters like a garden. There were hills, streams, and plants everywhere, making it a scenic spot in the world!

Tang Ge looked at the astonished eyes of Ye Shaoqiu and Ye Shaoqiu and laughed. This was not the first time she had seen such a thing.

Is this even acceptable? The corner of Ye Shaoqiu's mouth twitched. Compared to this, his little house in the back mountain was like a normal little pig. Compared to the Canopy Marshal, it was like comparing the heaven and the earth.

Following this, Tang Ge brought the few of them along the small stone road, and walked to the center of the guest hall.

Ye Shaoqiu didn't wait for him to finish, and said: "Stop drinking the tea, directly bring me to see uncle."

Tang Ge was about to get someone to make tea, but hearing Ye Shaoqiu say this, she stopped and said: "Brother Shaoqiu is so impatient, then I will bring you there first."

After that, Tang Ge brought Ye Shaoqiu from the living room to the back room, through two or three rooms, to a door. First, they looked at the door, and then a nanny came out and opened it.

"My dad is starting to lose his sanity right now. Don't mind whatever nonsense you say later." Tang Ge said as she walked.

Ye Shaoqiu nodded his head, and said: "Sister Tang, as a doctor, I understand."

Tang Ge brought Ye Shaoqiu and walked to the bedside of the old man. Tang Ge bent down slightly, sat on the edge of the bed, and said to her father: "Father, I brought a new doctor for you. Let me show you!"

Ye Shaoqiu judged the old man on the bed with his eyes. He did not look very old, and estimated that he was at most sixty years old. However, there might be a reason why he was sick, making him look very old.

If she were to speculate based on her age, this Master Tang Ge who couldn't even tell her age was clearly not very old either, and shouldn't be too far away from her appearance.

Hearing Tang Ge's greeting, the old man on the sickbed slowly raised his head and smiled stiffly: "Little pigeon, you're here? Where's your husband? And my little granddaughter? "Why isn't he here today?"

Ye Shaoqiu laughed to himself, the nickname "Little Pigeon" was extremely interesting.

After Tang Ge heard Father Tang's words, his face flushed red. She was incredibly beautiful and bashful, and her eyes revealed a look of panic, as she said, "Father, your granddaughter … "Yes, I fell asleep."

"Son-in-law, son-in-law?" Come come come, what are you standing there for? Come, let me see, have you lost weight? "

Tang Ge immediately stood up and dragged the dumbstruck Ye Shaoqiu over. Her face was completely red, and she whispered in her ear: "Shaoqiu, help me with something!"

Ye Shaoqiu nodded slightly and took a deep sniff of the fresh fragrance that wafted over. His heart was calm and there wasn't the slightest bit of thought in his mind.

Moreover, pretending to be the husband of a beautiful woman, was something Ye Shaoqiu could only wish for.

Ye Shaoqiu smelled the sweet fragrance off Tang Ge's body for a moment, and then, he started to rub himself, feeling very good in his heart, although he did not show it on the surface, he said: "Dad, it's alright, the little pigeon's culinary skills is 90% yours, I eat until I'm full, how can I lose weight?"

As Ye Shaoqiu said this, he gently pulled Father Tang's arm over and began to feel his pulse.

Mr Tang lightly nodded his head, as if he had used up all of his breath. He then laid back down on the bed, breathing heavily.

Seeing that, Ye Shaoqiu carefully probed, and then pulled Tang Ge to the side.

Ye Shaoqiu had not spoken yet, but Tang Ge quickly asked: "Shaoqiu, how is my father? Have you gotten sick again? "

Since she was asking Ye Shaoqiu, it meant that she had some expectations for him, if Ye Shaoqiu had a difficult expression on his face, it would be bad for her heart.

Ye Shaoqiu lightly shook his head, and muttered to himself: "Uncle doesn't seem to be sick, and the blood in his body doesn't have any extremely strong reaction, but with this kind of illness, I suspect that there must be someone secretly framing him!"