"I've been checked in the hospital. Other than that, I haven't seen any doctors." Qian Duoduo shook his head, then thought of another person, "Other than that time …"
Qian Duoduo didn't finish his sentence, as if he was thinking about something.
"Which time?" Guan Ting couldn't help but ask.
Qian Duoduo shook his head, "Forget it, that time couldn't be considered a treatment at all, so it shouldn't have anything to do with that. Actually, you don't have to worry too much, I've been feeling pretty good recently."
The car stopped at its destination, which was the entrance of Peking University. Guan Ting still had classes in the afternoon, so Qian Duoduo sent her back to school.
"Little Ting, we're here." Qian Duoduo reminded her.
"But …" Guan Ting still wanted to say something.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Qian Duoduo knew that she was a little worried, so he comforted her, "Don't worry, even if things are really that bad, I'll just explain it to Xia Chen. I don't have that much money, so maybe he won't make things difficult for me and will treat me kindly."
"Alright then, I'll go in first." Guan Ting nodded, got off the car and walked into the school gate.
After Guan Ting disappeared from his sight, Qian Duoduo also started the car and left.
However, it was a little different from the usual shopping. Most girls would go shopping to buy clothes and things like that, and the places they would go to would naturally be commercial streets and shopping malls, but Song Yumei obviously wouldn't come to buy clothes. The clothes she wore were all made by herself, so even if she really wanted to buy undergarments, she definitely wouldn't come to buy them with Xia Chen.
The street they were on now was an antique street. It was said that there were many antique streets like this in the capital. The street they were on now was just one of them. This antique street was relatively old. There were some formal shops, and some people just put some broken bowls and jars on the roadside. As for whether those bowls and jars were valuable, no one knew.
"Big brother, take a look. I have a lot of good things here …"
"Professor Zeng, you're here again. I have another good item here. Come and take a look …"
"Miss, come over and take a look. This is my ancestral treasure …"
Although it was noon, because the temperature was not high these days and there was no sun today, there were still a lot of people strolling around. Those who were setting up stalls by the roadside were also passionately soliciting customers, but in the summer, he discovered that from beginning to end, no one greeted him and Song Yumei.
"Charming wife, why didn't anyone call us to buy anything?" Xia Zhi asked curiously.
"Because they all know me." Song Yumei said lightly.
Xia Chen still didn't understand, "Charming wife, could it be that they only sell things to people they don't know?"
"More or less." Song Yumei also explained, "There are basically no valuable things on these stalls, they are all used to trick strangers who don't know anything. They know that I won't be tricked, and they're even worried that I'll expose their tricks, so naturally they won't greet me."
"Oh, so it's a bunch of liars!" Summer finally understood.
Those stalls were really not much different from swindlers. Although they could occasionally buy some valuable things from those places, most of the time, they were just lying. If someone was really lucky, it was not because the stall owner did not want to lie, but because the stall owner did not know that the things were valuable.
When Song Yumei first came here, there were also people who wanted to lie to her, but now, Song Yumei's name was known to every antique street in the capital. Some new entrants would usually be warned by their seniors, if they saw a beauty in ancient clothes, they must not try to lie to her, it would be best if they pretended not to see her.
Because of this, when Song Yumei appeared here, everyone turned a blind eye to her. They did not expect to do business with Song Yumei, because basically, if Song Yumei really did business with them, then in the end, they would definitely lose out.
Of course, not everyone did not welcome Song Yumei, for example, the shop that Song Yumei was currently walking into, this shop was called the Book Collection Pavilion, as the name implied, this was a bookstore, of course, since this bookstore was opened in the Antique Street, it was naturally not an ordinary bookstore, the books inside were all ancient books, as for how old they were, it was not certain, some were decades old, some were nearly a hundred years old, and some might even be even earlier, of course, there were also some that did not know the exact year.
The owner of the Book Collection Pavilion was a man in his sixties, wearing a pair of glasses. Seeing Song Yumei enter, he immediately greeted Song Yumei with a face full of smiles: "Miss Song, you're here."
"Elder Dai, are there any new books?" Song Yumei asked. The new books she was talking about were, of course, the old ones that had just arrived.
"Yes, over here." Old Man Dai quickly brought Song Yumei to a bookshelf, "Miss Song, this bookshelf is filled with books that arrived after you came last time."
"Then I'll take a look first." As Song Yumei spoke, she took out a book from the bookshelf and started flipping through it.
"Alright, take your time." Old Man Dai nodded. He clearly understood Song Yumei's identity and was exceptionally polite to her.
Xia Chen was a little depressed: "Charming wife, did you come here just to read?"
"If you don't like it, then go out and walk by yourself. I'll call you when I leave." Song Yumei said without even raising her head.
Xia Chen really didn't like reading books, because he had read too many books in the past, and most of them were ancient books. Now that he saw the ancient books in this room, he felt a little dizzy, so after standing for a while, he decided to go out and get some fresh air, so he could let his charming wife read slowly.
"Charming wife, then I'll go out and play for a while. If you need anything, call me!" After saying that to Song Yumei, Xia Chen walked out.
Song Yumei casually replied. Her mind was currently focused on these ancient books.
On the other hand, Old Man Dai looked at Xia Chen with a surprised expression. He did not expect that this Miss Song also had a boyfriend. Previously, he thought that this person was Song Yumei's bodyguard or something like that.
After leaving the library, he wandered around the antique street in the summer. After strolling around for a while, he also felt bored. He really didn't have much interest in these things, which made him a little confused. Why did Song Yumei like these antiques so much?
"Sir, sir, can you help me?" Xia Chen was standing by the side of the road in boredom when he suddenly heard a begging voice from behind him.
Xia Chen turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and a beard. He was wearing a pair of jeans that had turned white from washing and a T-shirt that was stained with sweat. He looked very haggard.
"Sir, can you help me?" The haggard middle-aged man said again.
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