Chapter 44

It's not Zhou ruo'an's quirk not to believe in traditional Chinese medicine, but the decline of traditional Chinese medicine in modern society, and his living environment is more suitable for the treatment of Western medicine.

In this way, Zhou ruo'an knew nothing about traditional Chinese medicine, and his only understanding was also the cases of quack doctors harming people in the news.

He thought that ancient Chinese medicine could bring him any surprise, but he didn't expect that it was just so.

Gently shook his head, Zhou ruo'an very good convergence of his love history for traditional Chinese medicine, quiet eyes, it is very clever appearance.

Not knowing what Zhou ruo'an thought in his heart, Ling Tianwang looked at all the movements of the doctor nervously.

"How?" Looking at the miraculous doctor back step, Ling Tianwang quickly asked.

"Take a good rest for a period of time," the doctor told disapprovingly, "don't forget the ointment to remove the scar."

Hearing this, Ling Tianwang was stunned for a moment, and then blushed uncontrollably.

The miracle doctor looked at him, shook his head and left without hesitation.

"Since there's nothing wrong, I'll go," the doctor said with a straight face, "you're really suffocating in the palace."

Lingtian looked at him helplessly and nodded slowly.

"Let people go to the account to pay some money," Ling Tianwang ordered, "and then send someone to send the doctor away."

No one has a way to live without money. The doctor's eyes lit up and quickly followed.

Although Zhou ruo'an couldn't see their expressions because he was lying down, he could clearly hear the communication between them.

"Do you forget your friendship?" Listening to the relaxed freehand brushwork of TCM and Ling Tianwang, Zhou ruo'an asked with some doubts.

Suddenly heard her crisp voice in the ear, Ling Tian Wang subconsciously clenched his fist, look a little tight.

He retreated quietly, slowly shaking his head.

"It's just that there's some friendship between the doctor and the elders," Ling Tianwang said in a low voice.

"well," Zhou ruo'an asked, bulging his cheek, "can you pour me a glass of water?"

Ling Tianwang nodded, quietly holding a cup full of water, and reached Zhou ruo'an's lips.

Although Zhou ruo'an has the memory of the original owner, he doesn't have any special impression on men's and women's defense. He doesn't think there is anything wrong with this kind of action at all.

Ling Tianwang is different. He tries to stabilize the palm of his hand holding the cup. His earlobe has already been red completely.

Before that, no one wanted to be close to Ling Tianwang. Whether it was power or her own capital, all of these could lead those women to follow.

But no matter what method they used, there was no way to really get close to Ling Tianwang. Even if someone rushed at him, Ling Tianwang would not hesitate to step back two steps to leave enough space for each other.

This is the first time Ling Tianwang has been so close to a woman that he can smell the fragrance of her hair as soon as he lowers his head.

"Well," Zhou ruo'an said in a low voice, slightly grateful, after licking the lip that was finally wet with water.

Ling Tianwang cleared his throat and stood up, pretending not to take it for granted. However, he had the same hands and feet where Zhou ruo'an didn't notice.

After a long time, Ling Tianwang slowly calmed down, but also until now, he found the room is not appropriate.

"What about the people around you?" Ling Tianwang asked in a low voice. His eyes were dark, like hiding countless emotions and the past.

Thinking about the scene when he was just sober, Zhou ruo'an tilted his head and said in a low voice with some uncertainty, "he went to the study, but I don't know why he hasn't come back yet."

Speaking of this, Ling Tianwang finally remembered the figure that flashed by in the corner of his eyes.

"This servant girl is a little stupid," Ling Tianwang said solemnly, "I'd better send it back for two days."

Zhou ruo'an had long wanted to send the tea away from his side, but there was no other reaction when he heard this. Instead, he nodded his head cleanly,

"it's just that you can't be short of people around you," Ling Tianwang murmured, touching his chin.

Maybe because of the sequelae of the injury, Zhou ruo'an lay down for a while and felt sleepy. She yawned quietly and fell asleep unconsciously.

When Ling Tianwang wakes up from his own thoughts, what he sees is her sleepy and tranquil appearance. He is stunned for a moment, and his eyes flash across a smile.

Lightly walked out, Ling Tianwang low voice command way, "dial some servant girl to come over, want honest duty."

The housekeeper nodded quietly, with a flash of complexity in his eyes.

Time flies by, and soon it's the next day.

Zhou ruo'an looked at the bowl of black soup with a grim expression.

Just smelling the strange smell, Zhou ruo'an even felt that his nose was out of order, let alone let him drink it completely.Sure enough, western medicine was more suitable for him, Zhou ruo'an thought in his heart. His expression soon collapsed.

Because Zhou ruo'an suddenly remembered that there was no Western medicine in his current era, let alone antibiotics and other drugs.

"Miss," looking at Zhou ruo'an's expression, the new servant girl carefully gathered up and called in a low voice, "this bowl of medicine has just been boiled. You can drink it while it's hot."

Does the original Chinese medicine still drink while it's hot? Zhou ruo'an thought in his heart, unconsciously back, looking at the medicine soup's eyes are very scared.

"Where to put it," Zhou ruo'an said solemnly, "I'll drink it later."

The little servant girl looked at him with disapproval, but she didn't dare to say anything more. She could only obediently put the medicine soup on the table next to him, while she slowly retreated.

Looking at his actions, Zhou ruo'an opened his eyes slightly and held the small white porcelain bowl with disgust on his face. The slender spoon kept pounding the edge of the bowl, making a clear sound.

"It's not a big injury. Where can I use medicine?" Zhou ruo'an told himself solemnly that he was very upright.

With these words, Zhou ruo'an flipped his hands and poured a bowl full of herbal soup on the green plants next to him.

Looking at the gray brown liquid flowing down the green branches and leaves, Zhou ruo'an had a little pleasure in his eyes.

Afraid of what the servant girl would find, Zhou ruo'an coughed softly, poured the tea in the cup and washed away the spots on the branches and leaves.

Zhou ruo'an slowly put the cup on the table, and the cups collided with each other, making a clear sound.

He patiently adjusted their position until it was almost the same as before.