Laying Low

But Zhao Ling, whom Meng Yuan was thinking about, was very disturbed in Shuangxi Village at this time.

"God Doctor, God Doctor, are you at home?" A voice like a magic voice sounded in the air.

Zhao Ling, who was helping Sister Gu to cook together in the kitchen, frowned and sighed inwardly.

She wanted to pretend she didn't hear it, but the voice outside the house kept coming, and finally Sister Gu couldn't listen anymore. She smiled helplessly at Zhao Ling, put down her work, walked out of the kitchen, and opened the courtyard door.

Outside the door, there was a young man with rather delicate facial features, but his hair was messy and his clothes were casual, making him look a bit sloppy.

Seeing Sister-in-law Gu, the young man grinned, showing two rows of white teeth, and asked, "Sister-in-law Gu, is Doctor Xie here?"