After becoming an outcast, she relied on the system to raise her children and counterattacked.

"What about people?"

Yin Qingxuan stood still in the bamboo forest.

Ye Jinglan smiled proudly.

"There is space, what are you afraid of?"

Yin Qingxuan rolled her eyes at him.

"Aren't you not letting people in?"

"That was yesterday."

Ye Jinglan laughed dryly.

"It was a little messy yesterday. I cleaned it up. Let's go."

The light flashed in front of Yin Qingxuan's eyes, and she had entered Ye Jinglan's small hospital.

There's nothing special inside, just the same as usual.

Yin Qingxuan walked through the long corridor and suddenly found two people wrapped in white sheets lying in a ward.

"who is this?"

"The two human models I made are not good-looking medical things. You will definitely be disgusted by them. You might as well take a look at the saint."

Ye Jinglan pulled Yin Qingxuan forward and Yin Qingxuan looked suspicious.

"Really?"

"Why did I lie to you? I will definitely not lie to you. The saint is in the reception room."

Ye Jinglan opened the door and saw the saint in white standing blankly in the middle of the ground.

Seeing the two people entering the room, the Saint was neither surprised nor scared, nor did she even have any expression. She still crossed her hands and placed them flat on her belly, standing upright.

"Girl, you don't have to be afraid, we are not bad people."

Yin Qingxuan took a step forward, but the saint still stood still.

Ye Jinglan looked at the saint and said, "I think she seems to have some mental problems."

Yin Qingxuan also felt that the saint was not normal.

"Then take her for a check-up to see if there is something wrong with her brain."

Ye Jinglan shrugged.

"sure."

Yin Qingxuan tentatively held the saint's hand. The saint followed her out without struggling or refusing.

On the way to the CT room, Yin Qingxuan asked softly: "Girl, can I see how you look?"

Seeing that she didn't answer, Yin Qingxuan reached out and pulled off her veil, and an elegant and pure face came into view.

Yin Qingxuan was a little surprised. This face did resemble her own.

Ye Jinglan was also a little surprised.

"This...is this your lost sister?"

Yin Qingxuan shook his head.

"No, she should be Yin Zhong's biological sister Yin Li. According to the current situation, the parents of the original owner are Mei Qingge, the first saint of Zi Mansion, and He Yuan, the lord of Silver City. In other words, I and I Yin Li has nothing to do with it.”

Ye Jinglan pinched his chin and said, "Well, that's indeed what happened."

Yin Qingxuan frowned and said, "But why are we so similar? If it's convenient for you, give us a DNA test. I want to see if she and I are related by blood."

Ye Jingyu smiled and said: "Of course. Even if it has nothing to do with it, it's not surprising. Haven't you heard of celebrity faces? There are too many similar people in this world. Foshan Electric Welding and the female version of Wang Baobao. Don't tell me these news. You haven’t seen it yet.”

Yin Qingxuan thought about it, but it was more reassuring to do a test. She believed in science more than the ancient pulse diagnosis technology.

He helped Yin Li to the bed where brain CT was performed, then stretched out his hand to signal Ye Jinglan to take blood, and then examined Yin Li's brain.

After a cup of tea, the results came out.

Ye Jinglan watched the film carefully.

"Her mind is quite normal."

"Did you look carefully?" Yin Qingxuan asked urgently.

Ye Jinglan rolled his eyes.

"Are you doubting a doctor's medical skills?"

Yin Qingxuan frowned and asked, "If it's normal, why has she always been unconscious?"