“You can check the injury on Mr. Fu.”
The doctor saluted, knelt down, took his pulse, and his face became more and more solemn: "Fu Shaoxia is too seriously injured, and his internal breath is very unstable. If he is not treated in time, he may be squeezed into the internal blood, which will cause High inflammation and high fever are not good.”
“Then why don’t you treat me quickly?” Prince Wan said.
The doctor really wanted to say, myrrh!
Zhang Mao, the eldest son and the young lady, both used medicine sparsely, and now there is none at all.
"Just turn the medicine in the porcelain bottle into water and give it to me." Fu Cheng said.
Doctor: "That's all."
The weather was sultry and hot, and the night passed in the blink of an eye, and the sun rose.
Not many people are troubled by the scorching sun anymore. When people go down from the mountain, their footsteps are much faster than when they went up the mountain.
On the afternoon of the second day, the crowd arrived at the foot of the mountain. The foot of the mountain was crowded with cars and horses. Almost everyone's cars were parked here. The young guards waiting in each family were very happy to see everyone pulling down.
They waited at the foot of the hot mountain for six days. It was too painful.
Ye Qianning and his party came on horseback. As they descended the mountain, their pace became faster and faster.
At first, it was all the same road, and pedestrians did not notice anything wrong with the crowds of people behind them. However, after going through a few forks in the road, the number of people following behind did not decrease at all.
There is something wrong with this.
"Have you noticed that the people behind us seem to be following us?" He Lianchen looked back.
Shui Xingqi: "If you're not following us, you're following Miss Ye."
“Why are they following her?”
Shui Xingqi rolled his eyes and remained silent.
“What else can I do? Of course I’m afraid that the two will not produce fruit.” Mr. Feng looked back from behind.
The words are a bit indignant.
He Lianchen: "Since you had doubts, don't buy it at the beginning. It's really shameful to still be full of doubts after buying it."
These words were like a slap in the face of Wei Zheng next to him...
Obviously he was talking about the group of people behind him, but Wei Zheng couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
"No, it's really shameful. Only these sanctimonious people can do such a thing." Feng Lao was also angry and was not soft-spoken when he cursed people.
Wei Zheng glanced secretly and was a little speechless. Isn't it because of this that Mr. Feng went to Yanzhichuan?
He Lianchen: "Ye Qianning said it will grow if it can grow. She won't lie."
…”
Ye Qianning's mouth twitched, and she wanted to tell him, kid, I'm very good at lying!
“I believe the little girl.” Mr. Feng nodded.
A sudden gust of sultry wind blew by, causing the flowers in Liangyi Xiangxiang to spin. Feng Lao was worried when he saw it: "Little girl, if the flowers are blown away by the wind, will they still bear fruit?"
…”
He Lianchen believed what he said one second, but rejected it the next second, and still said that others were sanctimonious?
Wei Zheng’s suspicions that he had just aroused were completely put aside. He went to the Yanzhi River just because of the relationship between the two rites!
Ye Qianning turned around and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Feng, the wind won't blow it away. Even if it does, it will still produce normal results."
"That's good, that's good." Feng Lao touched the flowers with his hand and smiled.
Ye Qianning was very curious about his brain circuit. Other people's Liangyi Xiangsheng was packed in cloth bags and hung behind the horse, but Feng Lao hung it in front of the horse.
The cloth bag is carrying a flower pot, and most of the flowers and branches of Liangyi Xiangsheng are outside. The riding speed is not slow, and the wind is much stronger than the natural wind!
There was a long row of people and horses accompanying them behind. The scene was something she had not expected.
She thought they doubted whether it would work and would make people stare at their position, but she didn’t expect that almost most of the people who bought Liang Yi Xiang Sheng took Liang Yi Xiang Sheng with them.
The scene is even more spectacular than when an emperor travels and officials see him off.
"When Ye Qianning reaches twenty miles ahead, we will go on different roads." He Lianchen rode up to follow her.
"You have missed two intersections. If you continue walking, you will be getting farther and farther away from Nanyuan." If he had taken other roads the day before, he would have reached the border of Nanyuan in five days at most.
"Really? I didn't pay attention." He Lianchen scratched his head.
Obviously he knew we had to say goodbye eventually, but he didn't want to.
"He is indeed a road idiot." Ye Qianning did not expose him.
“I just don’t go out much, but things will be different from now on.”
“What’s next?”
He Lianchen's eyes moved slightly: "In the future, I also want to be someone like Uncle Gu."
“It’s good to have ideals. Don’t be too reckless when you return to Nanyuan. Look at the situation first and then make plans.”
If he wants to be like Gu Shuo, he probably won't be able to do it in this life.
“You don’t have to worry, you should worry about yourself first.”
“I have nothing to worry about.”
He Lianchen glanced back: "These people all seem to have bad intentions, so you just let them follow you?"
…—
“You can check the injury on Mr. Fu.”
The doctor saluted, knelt down, took his pulse, and his face became more and more solemn: "Fu Shaoxia is too seriously injured, and his internal breath is very unstable. If he is not treated in time, he may be squeezed into the internal blood, which will cause High inflammation and high fever are not good.”
“Then why don’t you treat me quickly?” Prince Wan said.
The doctor really wanted to say, myrrh!
Zhang Mao, the eldest son and the young lady, both used medicine sparsely, and now there is none at all. "Just turn the medicine in the porcelain bottle into water and give it to me." Fu Cheng said.
Doctor: "That's all."
The weather was sultry and hot, and the night passed in the blink of an eye, and the sun rose.
Not many people are troubled by the scorching sun anymore. When people go down from the mountain, their footsteps are much faster than when they went up the mountain.
On the afternoon of the second day, the crowd arrived at the foot of the mountain. The foot of the mountain was crowded with carriages and horses. Almost everyone’s cars were parked here. The young guards waiting in each house were overjoyed to see everyone pulling down.
They waited at the foot of the hot mountain for six days. It was too painful.
Ye Qianning and his party came on horseback. As they descended the mountain, their pace became faster and faster.
At first, it was all the same road, and pedestrians did not notice anything wrong with the thick crowds of people behind them. However, after going through a few forks in the road, the number of people following behind did not decrease at all.
There is something wrong with this.
"Have you noticed that the people behind us seem to be following us?" He Lianchen looked back.
Shui Xingqi: "If you're not following us, you're following Miss Ye."
“Why are they following her?”
Shui Xingqi rolled his eyes and remained silent.
“What else can I do? Of course I’m afraid that the two will not produce fruit.” Mr. Feng looked back from behind.
The words are a bit indignant.
He Lianchen: "Since you had doubts, don't buy it at the beginning. It's really shameful to still be full of doubts after buying it."
These words were like a slap in the face of Wei Zheng next to him...
Obviously he was talking about the group of people behind him, but Wei Zheng couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
"No, it's really shameful. Only these sanctimonious people can do such a thing." Feng Lao was also angry and was not soft-spoken when he cursed people.
Wei Zheng glanced secretly and was a little speechless. Isn't it because of this that Mr. Feng went to Yanzhichuan?
He Lianchen: "Ye Qianning said it will grow if it can grow. She won't lie."
…”
Ye Qianning's mouth twitched, and she wanted to tell him, kid, I'm very good at lying!
“I believe the little girl.” Mr. Feng nodded.
A sudden gust of sultry wind blew by, causing the flowers in Liangyi Xiangxiang to spin. When Feng Lao saw it, he was worried: "Little girl, if the flowers are blown away by the wind, will they still bear fruit?"
…”
He Lianchen believed what he said one second, but rejected it the next second, and still said that others were sanctimonious? b
Wei Zheng’s suspicions that he had just aroused were completely put aside. He went to the Yanzhi River just because of the relationship between the two rites!
Ye Qianning turned around and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Feng, the wind won't blow it away. Even if it does, it will still produce normal results."
"That's good, that's good." Feng Lao touched the flowers with his hand and smiled.
Ye Qianning was very curious about his brain circuit. Other people's Liangyi Xiangsheng was packed in cloth bags and hung behind the horse, but Feng Lao hung it in front of the horse.
The cloth bag is carrying a flower pot, and most of the flowers and branches of Liangyi Xiangsheng are outside. The riding speed is not slow, and the wind is much stronger than the natural wind!
There was a long row of people and horses accompanying them behind. The scene was something she had not expected.
She thought they doubted whether it would be able to bear fruit and would make people stare at their position, but she didn’t expect that almost most of the people who bought Liang Yi Xiang Sheng took Liang Yi Xiang Sheng with them.
The scene is even more spectacular than when an emperor travels and officials see him off.
"When Ye Qianning reaches twenty miles ahead, we will go on different roads." He Lianchen rode up to follow her.
"You have missed two intersections. If you continue walking, you will be getting further and further away from Nanyuan." If he had taken other roads the day before, he would have reached the border of Nanyuan in five days at most.
"Really? I didn't pay attention." He Lianchen scratched his head.
Obviously he knew we had to say goodbye eventually, but he didn't want to.
“You can check the injury on Mr. Fu.”
The doctor saluted, knelt down, and took his pulse. His face became more and more solemn: "Fu Shaoxia is too seriously injured and his internal breath is very unstable. If he is not treated in time, he may be squeezed into the internal blood, which will cause High inflammation and high fever are not good.”
“Then why don’t you treat me quickly?” Prince Wan said.
The doctor really wanted to say, myrrh!
Zhang Mao, the eldest son and the young lady, both used medicine sparsely, and now there is none at all.
"Just turn the medicine in the porcelain bottle into water and give it to me." Fu Cheng said.
Doctor: "That's all."
The weather was sultry and hot, and the night passed in the blink of an eye, and the sun rose.
Not many people are troubled by the scorching sun anymore. When people go down from the mountain, their footsteps are much faster than when they went up the mountain.
On the afternoon of the second day, the crowd arrived at the foot of the mountain. The foot of the mountain was crowded with carriages and horses. Almost everyone’s cars were parked here. The young guards waiting in each house were overjoyed to see everyone pulling down.
They waited at the foot of the hot mountain for six days. It was too painful.
Ye Qianning and his party came on horseback. As they descended the mountain, their pace became faster and faster.
At first, it was all the same road, and pedestrians did not notice anything wrong with the thick crowds of people behind them. However, after going through a few forks in the road, the number of people following behind did not decrease at all.
There is something wrong with this.
"Have you noticed that the people behind us seem to be following us?" He Lianchen looked back.
Shui Xingqi: "If you're not following us, you're following Miss Ye."
“What else can I do? Of course I’m afraid that the two will not produce fruit.” Mr. Feng looked back from behind.
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