Chapter 114

"I'm relieved you do things."

Two of these shops are rented from traditional Chinese medicine shops. Without her redecoration, she only needs to make a whole. The other one is also simple and doesn't take much time.

"Well, sit down first. I'll look at your throat and give you acupuncture again."

During this time, ah Li's voice has recovered 70% or 80%, and his ears can also hear some sounds.

"Yes."

A Li smiled at Lu wanchu and sat on the stool.

Lu wanchu looked at a Li's voice and knew that she did recover well. "Take two or three more doses of medicine. Don't talk too loudly at ordinary times. Your voice will soon be better."

With that, Lu wanchu took out a silver needle and personally acupuncture for ah Li.

As night fell, the slender figure of Fu Yi stood in front of the French window at the imperial villa in the capital, with deep eyes.

"Fu Yi..."

"Fu Yi..."

The soft voice echoed in his ears again and again. Fu Yi threw away his glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes were red, and his head was in severe pain.

Her voice haunted my mind.

"Late... Late... Late..."

"Fu Yi, what's the matter with you?"

LAN tingsheng, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, strode towards Fu Yi's direction and watched his tall body bend slightly. His handsome facial features were full of distortion and pain.

"Mo Qing, Mo Qing, call a doctor quickly."

LAN tingsheng threw away his red wine glass and shouted anxiously outside.

"Late... Late..."

Fu Yi raised his head. His eyes were scarlet as blood, like possessed. The narrow Phoenix eyes made people look frightened.

LAN tingsheng gave Fu Yi's eyes a heart beating. He hadn't seen Fu Yi's eyes for a long time. It was only many years ago.

Isn't he already well? Why is he so.

Mo Qing ran in from the outside and saw Fu Yi supported by LAN tingsheng. His face changed greatly, "President Fu."

"Ah..."

The deep and painful voice echoed in the emperor view villa.

LAN tingsheng's neck was suddenly pinched by Fu Yixing. His Feng eyes were messy and godless. The blood in his eyes filled the whole eye. There were green tendons on his neck and arms, ferocious and terrible.

"Call a doctor quickly. No, call the Lu family. At the beginning of Lu wanchu, he could be cured. Now the Lu family should be able to do the same."

LAN tingsheng is the only one who knows that Fu Yi is ill except Fu family and Lu wanchu.

"Yes!"

Mo Qing didn't dare to delay. No one knew what Fu Yi looked like when he got sick. It was clear that she had been cured by Miss Lu many years ago. Why would it happen again.

LAN tingsheng pulled Fu Yi's hand around his neck and coughed, "Fu Yi, your uncle, you must not be unconscious. You must resist it."

Fu Yi's eyes were vicious and bloodthirsty. He attacked LAN tingsheng fiercely, as if he was going to kill him.

LAN tingsheng, who is Fu Yi's opponent, can only hide in the villa.

"Lu wanchu, I won't talk about you anymore. Why is your life so short? If you are here, how can he become like this?"

LAN tingsheng was full of embarrassment. There were traces of being attacked by Fu Yi on his face and body. He covered his face with pain. "I'm losing my hair. I'm losing my hair. My handsome face, Fu Yi, your uncle, don't spank me. Ouch, my back."

LAN tingsheng lay on the ground with his eyes on the direction of the curtain. He quickly came forward and pulled down the curtain, trying his best to trap Fu Yi.