"How is his injury?" Looking at the figure walking out slowly, Ling Tianwang stood up and asked.
"I can't die," the doctor said.
Ling Tianwang didn't speak, but his momentum suddenly became chilly.
Feeling the change of breath around him, the doctor rolled his eyes and raised his hand to pull his slightly messy hair.
"It's the same question as before. Do I have to say it carefully?" The doctor asked, every word full of disgust in his eyes.
Knowing the doctor's character, Ling Tianwang's eyes quickly crossed a trace of helplessness, gently shook his head, and said nothing more.
But the miracle doctor seemed to turn on a switch, and kept talking.
"I finally left your high gate compound. Before I got out of the city, I was brought back by your bodyguard," the doctor stressed angrily. "It's not a day. His wound, which has just improved, is getting worse again, but it's really frustrating."
"I'm going to trouble you to live in the mansion these days," Ling Tianwang said in a soft voice. His expression was very sincere. He didn't mean to force each other with his own identity at all.
But even so, it's hard to accept.
"I'm not used to living in this high courtyard," the doctor stressed, as if every hair was full of rejection.
"There is a courtyard near the side door in the mansion, which may meet your requirements," Ling Tianwang said, turning to the housekeeper standing next to him.
Looking at Ling Tianwang's self-care richness and completely forgetting his own opinions, the doctor gasped and his face seemed to overturn the palette.
"You..." He wants to complain about something, but the housekeeper quietly interrupted.
"Come with me," said the housekeeper in a low voice, with a respectful expression.
Knowing that no matter what he said, the final result would not change. The doctor looked at Ling Tianwang angrily and turned to walk out.
"I really don't know what kind of evil I've done, but I've been pinched by you..."
Listening to the gradually distant complaints, Ling Tianwang's face did not change at all.
He stood by the bed, looking at Zhou ruo'an's pale face, the new home could not help feeling a little soft.
"You can rest assured that Zhou Ruoyan will get the punishment he should have," Ling Tianwang said in a low voice. His tone is calm, but people can't help but want to believe it.
Zhou ruo'an laboriously turned his eyes, vaguely heard the sound coming from the side.
He wanted to blink, to open his mouth, to express his heart, but his eyelids seemed to be glued together, and there was no way to open them.
After a long time, Zhou ruo'an slowly gave up this matter. Maybe, she needs a good rest, Zhou ruo'an thought.
It may be that the injured people are always weaker, and Zhou ruo'an unconsciously loses consciousness. When she wakes up again, it's evening.
There's a lot of noise coming from outside. It's a headache.
Zhou ruo'an frowned slightly, gritted his teeth and climbed down from the bed. He staggered on one side of the chair, and his arm accidentally swept the tea set on the table to the ground.
With the sound of "Hua La", the waiters rushed in all of a sudden. Everyone's face was full of hospitality. The call of "Miss" and "Miss" could not be heard.
This chirping voice made Zhou ruo'an have a headache. She could not help frowning and whispered, "be quiet."
Ling Tianwang had sent these people from other places. On weekdays, he only heard about Zhou ruo'an, but he didn't know Zhou ruo'an's character at all.
Hearing this, they subconsciously stop, standing in the same place, half open mouth but no voice, the appearance seems very stupid.
"This young lady doesn't seem to be easy to fool at all," the people muttered in their hearts, and their expressions became more respectful.
Zhou ruo'an's eyes swept over them a little bit. He said in a low voice with no expression on his face, "what's the matter outside? Why is it so noisy?"
Hearing her inquiry, someone immediately volunteered to stand up and want to leave a deep impression on Zhou ruo'an.
"Miss," she cried with a smile, "the housekeeper of Zhou's house is outside, and is going to take you back."
Hearing this, Zhou ruo'an was stunned for a while, and his eyes quickly crossed a little bit of daze. After a long time, he slowly responded.
"Zhou Fu?" Zhou ruo'an repeated this word in a low voice, his eyes full of satire.
Zhou ruo'an didn't like the place where the original owner was imprisoned and all her joys and sorrows were buried.
The others could not hear the joy and anger in his words. They stood aside carefully and tried not to make any sound.
Good spit out a bad breath, Zhou ruo'an chuckled, tone is particularly indifferent.
"Is this king Ning's residence allowed to do whatever his Zhou residence wants?" Zhou ruo'an asked softly.After hearing the hidden meaning of his words, those standing next to him suddenly straightened their chests and showed their pride as servants of King Ning's mansion.
"Miss is joking," someone said in a low voice. There was a slight disapproval in her eyes. "It's not the natural turn of King Ning's residence for others to act recklessly."
Listen to the tone of his speech, Zhou ruo'an picked eyebrows, eyes quickly across a trace of accident.
Looking at Zhou ruo'an's clear and Lingling eyes, the man could not help but feel cold. He quickly restrained his self-conscious contempt and stood there, as if he were the most obedient servant.
"Where is he now?" Zhou ruo'an asked in a low voice and stood up slowly with a cold expression.
That person leng for a while, did not expect Zhou ruo'an would have such a move.
Zhou ruo'an looked up at him, his voice was more calm, but his eyes were more frightening.
"Don't you know?" Zhou ruo'an asked.
The person finally reacted to come over, in the eyes, quickly across a bit embarrassed, quickly shook his head to deny.
"That week the housekeeper was stopped outside the yard," she whispered. I hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "is Miss planning to go there?"
Zhou ruo'an looked at him and did not answer.
The man's face changed, and he stood in the same place, looking at the other people over him and surrounded Zhou ruo'an, blocking each other's figure completely.
I don't think Zhou ruo'an's past will bring about any change. I want to stop it, but I don't know what reason I can say. I can only stomp and catch up with him.