Thinking of this, Jiang Zizhuo sat peacefully beside Jiang Zizhuo and took the teacup he handed over: "Drink a little first, you eat more at noon, you have to wait for grandpa to take your pulse, so as not to be unstable."

He also mentioned that she had eaten a lot! Ling Xiaoxiao glared at her. This man must have been deliberately told by the two old men for one noon. She had already relaxed a lot at Jiang Zizhuo and no longer had the restraint she was on the road.

Jiang Zizhuo saw her staring at her eyes and couldn't help laughing. Her clear smile was like a stream in the mountain stream in April, clear and bright, shaking Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes...

The old man went back to the study and found a few secret hawthorn pills he made, and they all stuffed them into Ling Xiaoxiao's hand: "Xiaoxiao, take it, eat one first, and take the rest back and eat it slowly."

The old man's kindness naturally could not be disappointed. Ling Xiaoxiao obediently broke open a wax ball, put the hawthorn balls inside into his mouth and chewed them slowly, and put the remaining few into his pocket.

The old man saw that she finished eating the hawthorn balls, and then he asked with a smile: "Xiaoxiao, can you play chess? Let's play a few games with my grandpa."

Ling Xiaoxiao had a roommate who liked chess the most when she was in college. She didn't like it, but she also liked to drag them to play chess with her. At that time, she was the only one in the dormitory who had no boyfriend and stayed in the dormitory every day, so she was the one who played chess the most. However, although her roommate taught her to play Go, she always couldn't play well and didn't have the heart to study chess scores. Her roommate thought her level was too poor, so she kept pulling her to play chess.

So although Ling Xiaoxiao's Go level is very bad, she is still a good match. He heard from the old man that he said this, and after thinking for a while, he got up and replied, "I only know how to play chess, but I don't play well."

The old man laughed when he heard this: "Just know how to get off, but if you don't play well, grandpa can teach you. He is better than that little brat Zhongyuan."

As he said that, the old man still glared at him angrily. Ling Xiaoxiao looked back strangely and saw that Jiang Zizhuo was still sitting there drinking tea quietly. He ignored his master's anger, and it seemed that he was used to it...

The old man sent Jiang Zizhuo to the study to give her the chessboard and chess pieces. Jiang Zizhuo obediently stood up and entered the study. After a while, he walked out with something in his hand, and then he was very skillful and arranged the chessboard and chess pieces on the coffee table. After all, he put them all in, and even made a call.

When the old man saw Jiang Zizhuo put all the chess pieces in his hand, he sat happily on the side of the black piece, picked up a chess piece and held it in his hand, and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao happily: "Come on, Xiaoxiao, sit there, let's have a play."

Ling Xiaoxiao saw the old man sitting on the side of Heizi automatically. Thinking about how badly he was abused by his roommate every time, she sat down on Hongzi without hesitation. She recalled the most common steps she took when she played chess with her roommate. She picked up the chess piece and started walking.

Both of them like to play fast chess. After a few minutes of going back and forth, the fight on the chessboard was coming to an end. Neither Ling Xiaoxiao nor the old man got the advantage, but if you look closely, Ling Xiaoxiao still has the upper hand.

Ling Xiaoxiao was holding the chess piece and was thinking about taking two more steps. When she was in the general, she felt that someone had touched her arm. She looked up and saw the teacup handed over by Jiang Zizhuo. Ling Xiaoxiao took it in confusion and saw Jiang Zizhuo's eyes on the old man.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at him with his eyes. Then he saw that the old man had a serious face, his face was tied together at this time, especially his eyebrows were completely knotted. Ling Xiaoxiao looked back at Jiang Zizhuo. He saw that the other party had already turned his gaze back to the chessboard. Is this a hint to him?

Ling Xiaoxiao thought of the old man’s dissatisfaction with Jiang Zizhuo before playing chess, and then the seriousness and seriousness on the old man’s face at this time, she felt the truth! Fortunately, she thought that the old man said that Jiang Zizhuo was because Jiang Zizhuo refused to play chess with him...

Ling Xiaoxiao's hand shook, and the position where she originally wanted to make a move was tilted to the side, leaving no trace of the old man. If the old man could seize the opportunity, he would win the chess in a few steps.

As Ling Xiaoxiao made a move, the old man's facial features that were still holding each other gradually relaxed, and the smile that had been hanging on his face before gradually came back. As Ling Xiaoxiao expected, the old man won without taking a few steps.

The old man put down the chess piece in his hand, picked up the teacup handed over by Jiang Zizhuo and drank it happily. Then he looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and said with a smile: "Xiaoxiao, you played chess well, grandpa almost couldn't beat you."

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the old man and felt that the corners of her mouth were twitching. Her level could be called good, which only means that the old man’s chess level is not very good on weekdays. At this level, if he had an IQ like Jiang Zizhuo, he wouldn’t even win...

The two of them played back and forth several games. Ling Xiaoxiao knew the old man's level and began to pay attention when playing. She no longer lost a little abruptly like the first game. She was very caring in every game and did not make any games from the beginning. She would naturally lose faster when she thought about it, but the old man was happier.

After several rounds, the old man was a little tired. He drank another cup of tea and said, "Let's go, Xiaoxiao, grandpa will take your pulse, and after showing you, grandpa will have to sleep at noon."

After hearing what the old man said, Ling Xiaoxiao put down her things and stood up quickly, followed the old man into the study. The old man looked at Jiang Zizhuo who was sitting on the sand without moving, and closed the door considerately.

The old man's study room is better than a small clinic. The small room is not big. The wall on the right side of the door is like a traditional Chinese medicine shop, with small grids embedded in it. The drawer of the grid contains various medicine names. On the left is a large bookshelf. The bookshelf leads to the roof and is filled with books. Looking at it at a rough look, most of them are books related to traditional Chinese medicine, such as "Compendium of Materia Medica", "Huangdi Neijing", and "Qianjin Fang" occupy half of the positions.

In front of the bookshelf is a large desk. There is a mess on the desk. There is a large pen holder standing in one corner, with several brushes of different sizes and models hanging on it. Next to the pen holder is a gray-brown stone inkstone, carved with the shape, and there are also a few plum blossoms carved on one side. Rice paper and paperweight are placed next to the inkstone. The ink in the inkstone has not yet dried yet. Depending on the situation, the old man has written words in the morning.

The other end of the desk was some books the old man read on weekdays, as well as copper and paper wraps for medicinal purposes. After closing the door, the old man sat directly on the Taishi chair behind the desk, and found something like a small pillow from the bottom of the table and placed it in the corner of the table, signaling Ling Xiaoxiao to put his wrist on it.

Ling Xiaoxiao found a small stool in front of the bookshelf and sat down at the corner of the table. Then she pushed her sleeve upwards, then placed her wrist on the small pillow. The old man stretched out three fingers and placed it on her wrist and began to squint his eyes and take the pulse bit by bit. After a while, his brows frowned. (To be continued.)

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"Ruo Fei's Rebirth" Author: Biluo Qingwu
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