They were mumbling when the door was knocked.
Outside, Chu Liuli's voice is calm.
"Madame, are you awake?"
Zhao Wanxi Well, come in. "
Say to rise, Chu Liuli this from dark Wei to intimate servant girl identity change, adapt to pour is also very quick.
Up to now, it's not like at the beginning, almost as long as you step into the door of the masters, you will be blushed and can't lift your head.
At least calm, that is more than the edge.
Try not to squint, pretend not to see the traces of his master's neck from time to time, calm and serious.
"Madam, the LORD said it's late. It's time for us to go out and look for a doctor for him."
"Cough..."
"Madame?"
"All right, help me clean it up."
There is no problem with the words of Chu Liuli. The problem is This is the content of the discourse.
From this sentence alone, Zhao Wanxi seems to be able to see someone's satiety after eating and drinking, and the appearance of a villain's ambition!
Face, can't help but a little red.
Fortunately, there are many such things. As a mother with three children, she is no longer a daughter-in-law of a big girl. Zhao Wanxi thinks that she has a thick face. When she finishes cleaning up and goes out, she will be out of breath.
In the yard, Leng junao was sitting on a stool with a waxy yellow face and a green face.
Looking at her coming out, her eyes brightened slightly, and she was about to say hello. When she opened her mouth, it was a series of coughs.
Zhao Wanxi almost thought that there was something wrong with his body.
Seeing this, he quickly stepped forward and held Leng Jun Ao's outstretched hand, which made his eyes wet.
"Husband, how are you feeling today?"
At the same time, I felt that in a twinkling of an eye, there was an outsider present - the old woman was standing under the eaves, looking out.
For her apparent hypocrisy, Leng junao's expression was not weird at all. She was still half dead.
With the help of her arm, she struggled to stand up.
"I'm fine. Shall we go?"
"Well, good."
Husband and wife, singing and acting like that.
If you don't know where you are, you can't see any problems.
Not only them, but also the entourage. Everyone's face was ordinary and calm.
On the contrary, the old woman, with her eyes looking up and down on Zhao Wanxi's face strangely, seemed to see something. Her expression was very intriguing.
Then he looked at Leng junao, who was standing up from his chair and seemed out of breath. He didn't know what his brain had added. He sighed and shook his head with regret.
When I look at Zhao Wanxi again, the look in her eyes is too hard to say.
It was yesterday that Moyo entered the town. It was really late. There were few people on the street. When he went out this afternoon, he found that there were not as few people as he thought.
Passers-by on the road in twos and threes, and even met someone funeral procession, a big woman followed the funeral crowd, howling earth shaking.
I don't know what Leng Jun Ao thought this time, but he didn't cover it up. He took a few people out and went directly to the street.
The newcomer is a new face, so dignified, naturally can attract the attention of others, these, he completely ignored.
Huang Qi, who is also a temporary housekeeper, inquires about people with fear that some people may not know that they are here to seek medical advice.
It is estimated that in such a town, there will be no experts hidden in the city. Leng junao will let it go and will not stop him at all.
Although she didn't know what medicine the master and servant were buying, Zhao Wanxi was not curious. She let them go to the theatre happily.
But when I look at it, I feel something is wrong. The discomfort of being spied in yesterday comes again.
At that time, Huang Qi finally found a hospital under the guidance of passers-by.
With one foot, Zhao Wanxi stepped into the stall of the hospital and glanced back a little, but only caught a residual shadow.
Even if the flash, but also sit in her mind.
It was not quiet in the hospital. Some groans came out of the room from time to time. After Zhao Wanxi and others went in, they waited for more than a quarter of an hour before someone finally lifted the curtain of the room and appeared late.
The visitor is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a small goatee and a pair of bright eyes. He looks back and forth for several times in a line of people, and finally falls on Leng junao.
Then he shook his head and said frankly that the appearance of God and Taoism was more appropriate to be described as a Banxian than a doctor.
"I don't think the young master looks good, his eyes are bruised, his language is astringent, his limbs are not raised, his body is heavy, his face is scorched, his air is buoyant and empty. I think he must have been in a deep state for a long time? It's a pity that I haven't been able to come back to spring after several years. I really suffer a lot. "The people in this room said: "I'm not sure."
It's a few steps away. Even the doctor doesn't have to be able to see, hear and ask. First of all, if you don't know what you're talking about, you're going to regard him as a miracle doctor.
It's a pity that Zhao Wanxi, a professional, was one of the company's followers. The other side talked a few words, which really made her feel uncomfortable. The corners of her lips pursed and pursed strangely. After all, she held back and didn't laugh directly.
Rao is so, still can't avoid to fall goat Hu doctor's eye, very discontented ground glances over, coldly ask a question.
"Little lady, what's your opinion on my diagnosis?"
"I dare not."
After all, I just came to the theatre, not just to find fault.
Anyway, it's someone else's territory. Even if you want to fight in the face, you can't just nod your head and admit it, can't you?
Face or smile Yingying modest, but her mood, clearly changed.
But also slightly side over the head, a modest look for advice.
"The doctor just said that my husband has never met a good hand to return to spring, and he has suffered many years of sufferings in vain. I dare to ask what I mean, but can you cure the disease?"
"It's natural."
There was only a little woman in front of her, and she was very bright and moving.
Obviously, Dr. Hu didn't mean to look at Zhao Wanxi in his eyes. His eyes only stopped on her face for a few seconds. His eyes flashed with fleeting amazement. Before Leng junao changed his face, he took back his eyes.
Then he looked back at Leng junao and sat down slowly. Then he asked him to sit opposite and show his wrist.
Since you are here to see a doctor, you always have to look like a doctor. Leng Jun Ao, with calm eyes, sits down according to his words and follows his own pulse.