Chapter 208

There was a loud grunt in the yard in the morning.

When Lei Zhonglian came in after cleaning up the front hall, he saw Zhu Zan squatting by the tree pit, exaggerating that he was brushing his teeth with willow branches, which were flying like a chewing broom.

"Is the meal ready?" He murmured as he sprayed water and looked back at the busy figure in the kitchen.

Miss Jun came out with the food and shouted Chengyu.

Zhu Zan had wiped his face with water and went to move the table in three steps.

"Is the child still sleeping?" "What a shame," he said with a straight face

"He was too tired last night." Miss Jun said as she put the food on the table and looked up to see Zhu Zan staring at herself with a strange look.

"What's the matter?" She asked, without subconsciously looking at herself.

She has not been a charming Princess since she was ten years old. She has to take care of herself when she sits, lies and walks. She sleeps in the open at night. She says she can walk and sleep. She is very skilled. It's easy to tidy up her appearance in any case.

She won't be disheveled unless it's intentional.

Zhu Zan rubbed his chin.

"Your little husband is too tired?" He asked, pointing to the room.

Miss Jun nodded.

"Yes, what's the matter?" She asked.

Zhu Zan touched his chin again.

"Let me put it another way." He said, looking at Miss Jun, "how do you recognize me?"

"I am the daughter of the former Lingjun Yingwen of Funing County. I grew up in Funing with my father. There are many chengguogong asylum in Funing. Chengguogong once visited Funing. The little girl was lucky to see the son of God from a distance. The son of God is rich, handsome, heroic and unforgettable." Miss Jun said softly and looked at Zhu Zan.

Jun Zhenzhen looks pretty. She is very cute when she speaks soft and waxy.

Zhu Zan looked at her seriously.

In the morning light, the men and women in the corridor looked at each other sincerely, which made Lei Zhonglian feel so beautiful that she forgot the embarrassment for a moment.

"I see." Zhu Zan suddenly said, as if he had finally solved a long-standing problem, "you won't be shy."

A woman should be shy when expressing her admiration for a man.

Of course I didn't, and I couldn't pretend.

Miss Jun smiled at him, lowered her head and put dishes and chopsticks.

"Neither will she." Zhu Zan suddenly said to himself again.

Miss Jun's hand stopped.

"Who?" She asked, looking up.

Zhu Zan bared his teeth and smiled at her.

"My daughter-in-law." He said.

Daughter in law.

Is he married?

Probably, she can't remember, because she was not at home all the time. Later, her father, mother and status changed, and then married. She couldn't manage her own affairs, and didn't pay attention to other people's affairs.

Zhu Zan is about the same age as Huang's twelfth uncle, that is, he is three or four years older than himself, and now he is 21 or 12 years old. He has been married for a long time, and it is estimated that the children can run all over the ground.

Miss Jun smiled.

"Would you please say you love me more seriously?" Zhu Zan said, reaching out and knocking on the table, "isn't it heartbreaking to hear that the person you love is married?"

"I don't love you." Miss Jun raised her head and said.

Zhu Zan pointed at her.

"Oh, don't lie and deny your true heart." He said, "if you don't love me, what will you forget about me?"

"Unforgettable you don't have to love you." Miss Jun said puzzled, "my admiration for your talent is unforgettable."

Zhu Zan blinked at her and looked a little stunned.

"Yes, you can do the same." He said.

"I am also very unforgettable to Cheng Guogong." Miss Jun said, "young master, I don't think so."

Zhu Zan raised his hand.

"Stop." He said, looking a little chilly. "It doesn't sound right."

Miss Jun smiled again, and footsteps came from the door.

"Nine years old." Fang Chengyu shouted, walking slowly step by step.

Miss Jun hurried forward to pick up his hand.

Zhu Zan exhaled.

"I'm relieved. You don't have unreasonable thoughts about me." He smiled. "I'll be more comfortable with you."

Lei Zhonglian sighed. How long will he haunt them? It's a hard day.

After eating and cleaning up, Jiuling hall is like opening the door in the past.

Seeing the crowd waiting outside the door, Zhu Zan was startled.

"Why are there so many people? Won't they come to smash the field?" "Are you young?" he said

Before the words fell, the reaction of the people had told him.

"Miss Jun."

"Miss Jiuling."

Everyone greeted warmly. The one who automatically ranked first also sat down in front of the inquiry table, while others sat down and waited on the benches in the hall in order.

"Miss Jiuling, can I take a medicine?" Sometimes there are respectful inquiries from old women or old men.

Lei Zhonglian will lead them.

"This way." He said.

The man on the medicine cabinet filled the medicine, and Lei Zhonglian helped pack the medicine.

Fang Chengyu sat behind Miss Jun, where there were several cases piled with books, accounts, pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He either looked down at the books or saw Miss Jun for treatment.

People come and go in the hall constantly. Unlike the gloomy clouds in other medical schools, everyone here is excited and happy, and relaxed and casual.

Zhu Zan even saw several old women who were obviously shopping for vegetables come in and have a rest. The ducks and chickens in the basket ran out. They whispered and laughed as they caught the chickens and ducks.

"What's the matter? Is this a medical school?" He said with a surprised look on his face.

"Little brother, you look like an outsider." An old woman waiting in line to fill the medicine heard it and said.

"Is it that obvious?" Zhu Zan said with an eyebrow.

"This Jiuling hall has always been like this. It was always like this when Miss Jun's grandfather was there. Neighborhood leaders like to come here." The old woman looked nostalgic and said happily, "the old doctor is gone. I thought the Jiuling hall is gone. Now, Miss Jun is back and the Jiuling hall is open again."

Zhu Zan raised his eyebrows and didn't speak.

But after watching it for a while, he said again and found a big problem.

"Wait." He came forward and grabbed Lei Zhonglian with a solemn face. "You forgot to take the money."

Look at him, Zhonglian.

"We don't charge money this month." He said.

"What do you mean no money?" Zhu Zan asked.

Lei Zhonglian looks at Miss Jun and Fang Chengyu.

"The young master and the young grandmother said that Jiuling hall was reopened. In order to repay the parents, the first month's medical expenses were free." He said.

"I'll go." Zhu Zan said, turning his head and looking at the two people here.

Aware of his sight, Fang Chengyu looked over and smiled at him.

"Still laughing, laughing." He gritted his teeth and hurried over. "Hey, do you know what you're doing?"

"I know." Fang Chengyu replied seriously.

Miss Jun ignored and was writing a prescription for the patient in front of her.

"This can only be raised slowly. Eat ginseng for a month first." She said.

Ginseng!

one month!

Zhu Zan reached over her shoulder and grabbed her pen holder.

"For dinner?" He said.

The old man questioned was also excited and frightened.

"This is too expensive. This is too expensive to eat." He said in a trembling voice.

"I'll treat you to dinner." Said Miss Jun.

The old man wiped his tears.

"I can't eat rich people for a while, but I know if I can't eat rich people for a while." He sobbed.

Miss Jun smiled.

"You don't have to eat for a lifetime. It'll be fine in a month." She said, "I said I wouldn't lie to you."

As she spoke, Zhu Zan pulled out her pen and held it.

"Don't delay my seeing a doctor, will you?" She said helplessly.

"Are you seeing a doctor?" Zhu Zan whispered, "you're wasting the year."

Miss Jun raised her elbow and hit him in the stomach.

Zhu Zan didn't expect her to do it, so he stepped back and released his hand.

Miss Jun wrote the prescription carefully.

Zhu Zan frowned and wanted to speak. Someone stabbed him in the back with a pen holder.

"What are you doing?" He turned and said, looking at Fang Chengyu, "don't touch me."