"That’s a given." Qin Xiang was very proud. "I’m not just saying this, but my little sister is very likable. She has a fiery temper—the villagers even nicknad her the ’Little Devil’—but people still really like her, especially those educated young n from the city."
Qin Xiang said this to make Jie Jingchen jealous, but to his surprise, Jie Jingchen completely ignored him.
"But your older sister is incredible. She didn’t just teach her dicine, she also taught her how to read and write. Look at the prescriptions she writes—her handwriting is even better than mine," Qin Xiang said probingly, his gaze scrutinizing Jie Jingchen.
Jie Jingchen had a complicated expression. Leaving aside Qin i’s handwriting, when it ca to her dical skills, he was afraid his older sister wasn’t even half as good.
She didn’t just know traditional Chinese dicine; she could also perform surgery on patients. From what his mother had described, it was impossible to achieve such a level of mastery without years of rigorous training.
Qin i’s dical skills weren’t inherited from the Qin family from a young age—even Qin Xiang had no idea she knew dicine. Qin i had tried to explain it, but he didn’t believe her. It would be incredibly difficult to beco accomplished in just six months, let alone master the essentials.
The amnesiac Qin i was like an enigma, a puzzle he couldn’t solve unless she chose to reveal the truth herself.
Seeing Jie Jingchen remain silent, Qin Xiang sighed and said, "Alas! The Qin family raised her for eighteen years, but that’s nothing compared to your sister raising her for half a year. When I get the chance, I must pay your sister a visit to thank her for cultivating my little sister."
"No need to go to all that trouble. You can just thank ," Jie Jingchen said.
"Thank you?" Qin Xiang raised an eyebrow. ’Are you even worthy?’
"I played an undeniable role in her amnesia," Jie Jingchen stated. He didn’t explain how Qin i had lost her mory. The process wasn’t important; what mattered was the result. And he was very satisfied with the result. If he had to do it all over again, he would make the sa choice. The Qin i from before her amnesia made him want to keep his distance, but the Qin i after made him lose all self-control, making him want to fall in love with her.
"Oh, I’ll thank you, all right," Qin Xiang said, rolling his eyes sarcastically. His little sister after her amnesia... he always felt it wasn’t real, as if she had beco a different person.
He couldn’t quite put his finger on it. It was clearly the sa person with the sa face, yet he always had this feeling that the woman before him wasn’t his little sister.
"Jing Si, who do you actually like? The her with amnesia, or the her without?" Qin Xiang asked.
"The her with amnesia." Jie Jingchen answered without a hint of hesitation, the words slipping out instantly.
Qin Xiang’s mouth twitched. ’So honest.’ It was undeniable that the amnesiac Qin i was radiant and far more captivating. "If, one day, she regains her mories, will you stop liking her?"
This ti, Jie Jingchen didn’t answer imdiately. He fell into deep thought, only speaking after a long while. "As long as it’s her, I’ll like her."
Jie Jingchen’s answer didn’t exactly make Qin Xiang happy. He too fell into contemplation, only speaking after a long mont. "If one day, you find you don’t like her anymore, contact . I’ll take her ho."
"That day will never co," Jie Jingchen said with certainty.
"I hope so." From the bottom of his heart, Qin Xiang didn’t want that day to co either. A failed first marriage, a failed second marriage... the success rate for a third was slim.
Qin Xiang sat on the edge of the bed while Jie Jingchen sat on a small stool. After just a little while, he was already finding it unbearable. It was hard to imagine how Qin i could stand it, sitting for hours at a ti when she was refining dicinal pills.
Jie Jingchen overlooked the fact that he was taller than Qin i. Of course he couldn’t stand sitting on a small stool for long. Qin i was shorter and completely focused on refining her pills, so how could she even notice the discomfort?
Only when she was finishing up and stood up from the stool would she feel the soreness all over her body. Her butt would be stiff from sitting, and her legs would be numb and aching.
"Jing Si, does my little sister get along with your parents?" Qin Xiang asked with concern. The more he thought about it, the worse it seed. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have separated from the family. It was common for sons to move out after getting married, but the problem was that Jing Si’s two half-brothers hadn’t separated from the family after their own marriages. For Jing Si to do so right after his wedding... people wouldn’t bla Jing Si; they would only talk about Qin i.
Jie Jingchen didn’t answer directly, instead asking, "My mom gave her her passbook. What do you think? Do they get along?"
"For real?" Qin Xiang was incredulous. His own mother got along very well with his sisters-in-law, but she had never given them her passbook. "Is there any money in it?"
"What do you think?" Jie Jingchen shot Qin Xiang a look. His mom might try to fool anyone else, but she wouldn’t fool Qin i. Besides, his mother wasn’t short on cash. Why would she try to fob off her own daughter-in-law with an empty passbook?
"Heh heh, just kidding, just kidding." Qin Xiang chuckled and rubbed his nose. "My mistake for judging a gentleman by my own petty standards. The Qiao Family is huge and wealthy; the one thing they don’t lack is money."
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