Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âAlthough there are a lot of kinds, I didnât plant too many of the same kind. Moreover, I planted them in different seasons.â As Wei Zhi spoke, he picked a handful of ripe longans from the branches and handed it to the three of them.
âTry it. Some of these are not suitable for planting in the central area. I also used a special method to plant them. The yield is not very good and sometimes the trees canât bear fruits.â
Qin Xi asked curiously, âA special method? Can I ask what kind of special method it is?â
Wei Zhi did not intend to hide anything and said, âI built a greenhouse, but itâs not big enough to accommodate all the fruit trees.â
Qin Xi nodded in understanding. She thought to herself that if it were her, she would definitely set up a spirit gathering formation. Although she didnât have the ability to set up a spirit gathering formation that covered the entire hill, covering a plantation wasnât too challenging.
Just as she was about to peel the longan in her hand, a cold and smooth longan was suddenly delivered to her mouth by Han Shi.
The longan was fragrant and sweet. It was indeed quite good. If she added Vitality Pill to it, it would definitely be even more delicious.
She was in no hurry to ask about the price. Instead, she changed the topic and asked, âI heard from Uncle Cheng that Mr. Wei wants to go abroad. Forgive me for asking, but can I know why you want to go abroad?â
Cheng Haizhong was also a little confused. âThatâs right. Arenât you doing very good here? Is there something urgent so that you have to go abroad?â
Wei Zhi shook his head with a bitter smile. âTo be honest, I am seriously ill. I have no choice but to sell this piece of land and seek treatment abroad.â
Qin Xi shook her head as she said, âMr. Wei, forgive me for being blunt, but your stomach cancer is already at the late stage. Even if you go abroad, it wonât help. You might never come back.â
âMr. Wei, have you never tried traditional Chinese medicine?â
âTraditional Chinese medicine wonât help with cancer.â
Wei Zhi suddenly paused and looked at Qin Xi in disbelief. âHow did you know that I have stomach cancer?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Han Shi looked at him as if he was looking at a fool. âWhatâs so strange about that? My wife is very capable.â
Wei Zhi looked at Han Shi, dumbfounded and not knowing what to say to that.
Cheng Haizhong slapped his forehead and introduced with a smile, âI forgot to tell you that Miss Qin is actually a very good Chinese doctor.â
The first time he saw Qin Xi was in a restaurant in Qinglin Town. At that time, her superb acupuncture skills shocked everyone.
Moreover, it was said that Xia Zhenguo was also saved by her. He had already taken Qin Xiâs ability for granted, so he forgot about mentioning it for a moment.
Seeing how young Qin Xi looked, Wei Zhi said hesitantly, âChinese doctor? Umâ¦â
Cheng Haizhong patted his shoulder. âShe can tell your illness at a glance. Doesnât that mean everything?â
Qin Xi said, âActually, itâs normal for Mr. Wei not to believe me. After all, Iâm so young and donât look like a doctor at all.â
âHowever, just as Uncle Cheng said, if I can tell your illness at a glance, that means I do have some ability. If Mr. Wei believes me, I can ease your pain and make you gain appetite.â
Wei Zhi was so excited that his lips trembled. âReally? Can I really gain an appetite and eat normally?â