Qin Xiaoyao

Now, Shao Lanfang's eyesight has improved considerably, and she can see things with difficulty.

After what happened yesterday, Qin Mo also felt that he couldn't let her stay at home all the time.

To avoid her being bothered by people with ulterior motives, and to prevent her from becoming anxious and developing mental health issues.

After much deliberation, he decided to take Shao Lanfang to Baolin Hall early the next morning, and also invited Liu Ma, who was in charge of taking care of her, to come along.

It doesn't matter where you stay anyway.

Shao Lanfang was pleasantly surprised to hear that Qin Mo was working at the clinic.

"Son, have you really mastered medicine?"

Qin Mo was both amused and exasperated: "Mom, what are you saying? How could I dare to treat your eyes if I hadn't learned it?"

"Besides, you don't even know if I'm capable, yet you dare to treat me?"

Shao Lanfang replied matter-of-factly, "You're my son, how could you possibly harm me?"

At first, she really didn't believe that Qin Mo could cure diseases.

But these days, not only can she see light again, but her insomnia and headaches have also disappeared.

Even the joint pain that had plagued me for years disappeared without a trace.

Hearing that Qin Mo had gained a foothold through his medical skills, Shao Lanfang was extremely gratified.

Her biggest worry was that Qin Mo's life would be ruined because of Lin Wanqing.

Qin Mo had given advance notice to Cui Pu and his grandson. As soon as he arrived with Shao Lanfang, Cui Ruiling took the initiative to greet them.

Cui Ruiling has a gentle personality and comes from a family of doctors. She herself was originally admitted to medical school.

However, it was delayed due to health reasons.

Surprisingly, she also had a knack for making the elderly happy.

With just a few words, he made Shao Lanfang burst into laughter.

Even the nanny, Aunt Liu, spoke highly of her.

However, what surprised Qin Mo the most was number seven.

As soon as Qin Mo arrived today, Number Seven took the initiative to find him.

"I've made up my mind." Number Seven's expression was firm: "From now on, you will be my master, my life is yours, and I am willing to serve you."

"As for the name... I'll listen to you!"

His appearance made Qin Mo both amused and exasperated: "This is a new era now. There are no slaves in the new era, and I can't be your master either."

Your life is your own.

"But as for your name... if you don't mind, you can take my surname."

Number Seven is an orphan who was captured and taken to Lei Family Fort when he was three years old.

The Lei family only teaches them how to kill, not how to read.

Number Seven doesn't even recognize many characters.

So Qin Mo thought about it and named him Qin Xiaoyao.

For the first sixteen years of his life, he was trapped in Lei Family Fort.

I hope he can live a carefree life from now on.

"Xiaoyao..." Number Seven murmured to himself, seemingly surprised by the name.

Qin Mo patted him on the shoulder: "With a new name, you should have a new life from now on."

"Alright, hurry up and help with the work."

"After we're done, I'll take you shopping for something."

Because Qin Mo's signboard was put up yesterday, there were still quite a few patients coming to see him today.

Taking the opportunity, Qin Mo revealed that he had put up a sign and would only see thirty people a day.

He wants to see patients, but only those with difficult or complex conditions.

Unless Cui Pu is unsure, he will not take action.

Cui Pu didn't understand his intention, but Cui Pu admitted that his medical skills were inferior to his. It was a waste to let him treat minor illnesses and pains, like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

Moreover, Qin Mo also wanted to take this opportunity to help Cui Pu heal his own mental illness.

The day was uneventful. Qin Mo used up his thirty slots and immediately left work.

Today, however, he took Shao Lanfang and No. 7, who had changed his name to Qin Xiaoyao, and headed straight for the largest shopping mall in the vicinity.

Baolintang is located in a good area, with a large commercial district nearby.

The shopping malls there are also the most luxurious and bustling.

Although Shao Lanfang couldn't see everything yet, she knew that Qin Mo had brought her to such a large shopping mall, which made her feel a little uneasy.

"Honestly, I have enough clothes already, why buy so many?"

Qin Mo knew she was worried about spending money, so he comforted her with a smile:

"Mom, not only do I want to buy it, but Xiaoyao wants to buy it too!"

"You have enough to wear. We're two grown men, we need to wear clothes when we go out, don't we?"

He told Shao Lanfang about Qin Xiaoyao, but didn't mention the assassin part; he only said that Qin Xiaoyao was an orphan.

Despite having raised an ungrateful child like Qin Yurou before.

But Shao Lanfang was still soft-hearted.

Especially when she saw Qin Xiaoyao covered in wounds, she couldn't help but shed a few tears, thinking that he had been bullied while he was wandering.

Therefore, she did not object to taking Qin Xiaoyao in.

She finally relented when she heard that she had to buy clothes for Qin Xiaoyao.

"That makes sense, Xiaoyao is at the age where he's growing taller."

"Buy him two more sets of clothes that fit well, and two more pairs of shoes."

Qin Mo sighed helplessly, "Mom, you're not worried about money now? You really need to take better care of yourself."

Shao Lanfang smiled and waved her hand, "I'm already this old, what difference does it make what I wear?"

During this time, Qin Xiaoyao silently followed behind them.

Upon hearing Shao Lanfang's words, he lowered his eyes without saying a word, his emotions complex.

Qin Mo could tell that he hadn't felt the kindness of others and didn't know how to respond.

However, he had to adapt to this on his own, so Qin Mo didn't say anything more.

After buying several outfits for Qin Xiaoyao, Qin Mo still dragged Shao Lanfang to the women's clothing section.

Although Shao Lanfang said she had enough clothes, Qin Mo felt that women would never have too many clothes.

Besides, if we have enough clothes, we can buy some jewelry.

Despite Qin Mo's persistent pleading, Shao Lanfang was eventually dragged into a luxury goods store.

These kinds of shops are usually not very busy; the shop assistants are chatting in small groups.

As soon as someone entered, a female shop assistant was about to get up when she was stopped by her impeccably made-up colleague next to her.

"Go where? It's a waste of time."

"Look at them, do you think they can afford it?"

Qin Mo and the other two were definitely not dressed poorly; at the very least, Shao Lanfang was dressed in designer brands.

However, Qin Mo and Qin Xiaoyao dressed relatively simply.

Especially Qin Xiaoyao, who had temporarily put on Qin Mo's clothes and hadn't had time to change them off, so they were a little too big.

This is completely inadequate in the eyes of saleswomen working for high-end luxury goods.

The glamorous saleswoman rolled her eyes and pulled her colleague aside:

"Sit down and relax. They're just here to broaden their horizons. They'll leave when they see the prices."

But Qin Mo, with Shao Lanfang by his side, actually started seriously selecting items in the store.

Shao Lanfang had her eye on a silk scarf, but she was immediately shocked when she saw the price.

"Son, this is too expensive! It's just a silk scarf, and it costs fifty thousand!"

"Forget it, let's not buy it, let's just go."

Upon hearing this, the glamorous saleswoman Chong simultaneously revealed an expression of "I knew it."

But before Qin Mo could speak, a piercing voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

"Oh, who do we have here?"

"Qin Mo, you and your mother have come to the wrong place."

"The stuff here, even a single ashtray, could earn you enough to last a year without eating or drinking!"