Chapter 22

Seeing Zhuo Qing's hand stop in front of Lou Xiyan's chest, Lou Xiwu can't stand it. At this time, Zhuo Qing still gives his hand to his brother, almost screaming: "what are you doing, ugly girl?"?! Let go let go

Ignoring the clamor of Lou Xi's dance, Zhuo Qing looked back at Lou Xi's deep eyes and whispered, "Lou Xi Yan, relax and breathe with my rhythm."

"Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale"

Lou Xiyan frowns, what is she doing?! The feeling of suffocation in the chest seems to be really better after sitting up. Watching her carefully accompany him to breathe hard, Lou Xiyan's heart warms up, and finally slowly looses his hand. Breathing with her rhythm, the hand has not been released from the beginning to the end.

All the people are staring at Zhuo Qing leading Lou Xiyan to exhale and inhale. They have never seen such treatment, but it's strange that Lou Xiyan sat up and breathed deeply for several times. Although he still breathed hard, it's not like every breath just now seems to use all his strength.

After several breaths, Zhuo Qing looks up and stares at Yang Mu. In a cold voice, she scolds: "you continue to cure you. What can I do?"

Yang Mu finally returned to his mind and said, "Oh." I dare not neglect the injection.

After a breath of incense

Through the efforts of the royal doctor and Zhuo Qing, Lou Xiyan seems to be better, breathing more smoothly, but his face is still pale.

Yang Mu collected the needle and wiped the fine sweat on his head with his sleeve. He was relieved secretly. It was really dangerous just now. Fortunately, the young girl used the magic move, or the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Master, here comes the medicine." A medicine boy came in with a bowl of pure black medicine juice.

Before the medicine arrived, Zhuo Qing could smell a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine. Fortunately, in those days, she chose western medicine, which was a ghost smell. Just smelling it would make her sick. I want to cover my nose with my hand, but I find Lou Xiyan's hand holding her wrist is a little tight. I look up. In his long and narrow eyes, there is a faint flash of cold light. Before she came in, Lou Xiyan fell once. He also hates traditional Chinese medicine?! Still

Yang Mu takes the medicine bowl, walks to the bed, Mo Bai takes a step forward and says in a cold voice: "Yang Yuyi, let me come."

For fear of any further loss, Yang Mu hesitated to serve the medicine in person. With a light smile, he said: "the imperial doctor, you've been tired for a night, so you'd better go to the side for a rest. When other imperial doctors come, you have to be busy. Let's take care of them first."

Yang Mu looked up and saw that the woman was sitting on the bed generously, without any affectation. One hand was tightly held by Lou Xiang. No wonder she was so powerful just now. She was supported by Lou Xiang! Quickly gather the eyes light, Yang Mu hands the medicine bowl to Mo Bai, bows back and says: "OK. Thank you, madam. I'm in the next room. Please call me. "

"Good." Zhuo Qing didn't pay attention to the address of madam at all, and didn't notice that the lips of the building's sunset were gently raised.

"Brother." Biting linglip lightly, Lou Xiwu kneels in front of the bed half, does not want to cry, but tears fall uncontrollably.

Gently raise your hand, gently wipe off the tears in the corner of the eyes of Lou Xi's dance. Lou Xiyan said softly, "I'm ok. Xi dance, I have something to say to young girl, you go out first. "

"Well." At Zhuo Qing's glance, Lou Xi dance said nothing and walked out obediently.

Ink white also retreated to the screen, leaving only Lou Xiyan and Zhuo Qing. They sat face-to-face. In the spacious interior, Lou Xiyan's obvious gasping sound rose and fell, while his clothes were slightly open, his strong chest and abdominal muscles were faintly visible, and his black hair was half a bunch of low hanging. Zhuo Qing admits that the scene in front of her is pretty, but is it too much to stare at others like this? But if he doesn't look like this, it will hurt his self-esteem.

Zhuo Qing looked unbridled. When she ran into those tiny eyes, Zhuo Qing coughed awkwardly and said, "you'd better talk less and rest more now. If you have something to do, you can talk later."

"I'd like to ask you a favor."

Raise the arm that is grasped by the building sunset, Zhuo Qing replies happily: "you say, but can you let me down first?"

She knows the embarrassment, too? Lou Xiyan is funny. He has never seen a daughter's house stare at a man like this, but also with interest! At last, Lou Xiyan did not embarrass her. She gently released her hand. Zhuo Qing got up quickly and jumped out of bed. She did not forget to grab a few pillows beside her and put them under Lou Xiyan's waist to let him sit by.

Looking at the busy figure around, Lou Xiyan suddenly lowered her voice and said softly, "I've been sick for some years, and the healing has not improved. I think your method just now is very effective. I hope you can stay with me and take care of me."

"I just gave first aid. I don't know how to treat it." She studies western medicine, OK?! It's OK to have her dissected. Treatment is not her specialty, especially when there is no medical equipment.

"It doesn't matter. You can help me when I'm in the most pain. That's enough."

The low sigh makes Zhuo Qing feel uncomfortable for no reason. He is still more suitable for his high spirited appearance. But Lou Xiyan is really strange. He pretends to be ill? It's impossible. Just now, he can't pretend to be ill. He's really ill. Why doesn't he take good medicine? There must be some unknown secrets in it, but she is not interested in knowing. She just wants to find Gu Yun!

With an idea in mind, Zhuo Qing stopped worrying about the purpose of the building's sunset and calmly replied, "OK, I can stay, but I will see my sister in a month."

"Good." It's just a small thing for him.

"Well, we seem to have reached a consensus." Picking up the medicine soup left by Mobai, Zhuo Qing didn't go to the building sunset, but went to the window and said sadly, "Hey, this medicine will be cold, and its effect will be poor. Let's wait for the royal doctor to open a new medicine before drinking it." But he did not hesitate to pour all the juice into the potted plants in front of the window.

She turned her back to him, happily playing with the potted plants, and Lou Xiyan watched her eyes, more and more deep, she was much smarter than he expected.

Put down the potted plant, Zhuo Qingzheng is ready to leave. Outside, the voice of jingsa's cool and proud voice suddenly rings: "master, the emperor is here."

Here comes the emperor!? "Floor sunset low voice calls a way:" Mo Bai. "

Mobai enters the inner room, and after Lou Xiyan has said a few words in his ear, he suddenly gets up and pulls Zhuoqing out. Zhuoqing is puzzled. What are you doing?! What's the matter with the emperor? Why do they look nervous? Is she in the dark?

Two people went to the screen out, the sound of greeting outside the house one after another.

"Long live the emperor!"

Obviously, the emperor is just outside the hospital. Mobai can only take her back to the house. Zhuoqing turns her eyes. The house is big and there is no place to hide!

"No welcome!" As a impatient and domineering male voice sounded, the door was pushed open, almost at the same time. The original bright candle in the room was brushed gently by ink white, leaving only a weak candle light, and all the others were extinguished.

Zhuo Qing is pushed to the screen by Mo Bai. She hasn't responded yet. There is already a tray in her hand. The sound of hurried and hurried footsteps also rings. Zhuo Qing looked up, and saw a tall figure galloping to him. The man kept his back to Zhuo Qing. She couldn't see him. She saw him in a dark gray long shirt. The gold thread at the cuff was embroidered with the Dragon auspicious cloud pattern. In a low-key way, it showed infinite luxury, and at the same time, it showed his domineering and noble momentum.