Zhao Jiner took the missing bowl with some sadness, and couldn't help but think of her childhood in Luer Village. How much better is she than her?

She took a sip of tea with a little open mind and said, "It's not someone else, so what's wrong with the bowl? Just clean it!"

When Li Nanzhi heard this, he was grateful. When he was about to say something, a light cough came from outside the door.

"It's my dad!"

Li Nanzhi explained to Zhao Jiner, and hurried to the door.

A moment later, Li Nanzhi came in with a thin and slender middle-aged man, and it was Li Mu.

Li Mu is about thirties, with a gentle appearance and outstanding temperament.

But the green robe that had been washed white and had patched it was empty and extremely clean. It was three or four points similar to Li Nanzhizu's face, and it was also entangled with sickness and looked very haggard.

Zhao Jiner and Yang Huilan sighed repeatedly, and thought that this person was obviously at Tsinghua University and had outstanding elegance, but was tortured by his illness. It was a pity!

The two stood up and saluted, "I have met Li Shanchang!"

Li Mu turned his head and looked at his daughter, "Zhier, who are these two?"

Li Nanzhi introduced, "Dad, these two sisters are what I told you. I helped my daughter in the teahouse yesterday."

When Li Mu heard this, he said "Oh" and thanked Zhao Jiner, "Two ladies, Gao Yi, Li Mu thanked me here! Li has long since left Yingtian Academy, and I dare not be the word "shanlong".

After saying that, his face became even more worried and told Li Nanzhi to entertain the guests well, so he turned around and returned to his house.

Li Nanzhi looked at her father's thin back and showed a look of sorrow.

Yang Huilan asked, "Zhizhi, yesterday I heard the teahouse boss say that your father was seriously ill. What is the disease?"

Li Nanzhi sighed when she heard this, "I have seen many doctors, but I have not said anything. I have never left my mouth with medicine every day, and I have never improved. By the way, Sister Huilan said that Sister Jin'er was really amazing. What is Sister Jin'er doing?"

"Look at my memory, I forgot it after a little bit of a mistake." Yang Huilan smiled and moved Zhao Jiner's shoulders, "Zhizhi, speaking of it, you have a great fortune. Do you know who she is?"

Zhao Jin'er smiled and pushed her, "Sister Huilan, don't make trouble."

Li Nanzhi was curious, "Please give me advice from Sister Huilan."

"Your sister Jin'er is Zhao Shanchang from our Beijing Medical Hall, and the only descendant of the ghost doctor!"

When Li Nanzhi heard this, his wonderful eyes suddenly lit up, as bright as stars!

She walked to Zhao Jiner and knelt down coldly. The next moment, tears were already filled with tears in Jianshui's pupils.

"Sister Jin'er, you must save my father! I have heard of your name for a long time and I have always wanted to go to the medical hall to find you. However, you were not in the capital for a long time and I didn't have a medical fee. I really didn't dare to be abrupt, so I delayed my father's condition. His condition is now very serious! If you don't get good treatment, I'm afraid your life will be short!"

Zhao Jiner hurriedly helped her up, "Get up and talk! I didn't know you before, nor did I know your difficulties. Now that I have the fate to meet Ling Zun, Isn't this my duty as a doctor? You must not take such a gift!"

Li Nanzhi stood up with red eyes.
Chapter completed!