It turns out that the real joy cannot be concealed, that kind of joy and happiness can't wait to seep out from every pore of her body, Chu Yunyao feels that her hair is dancing with excitement.

She pressed his shoulder with one hand, pinched his chin with the slightly protruding blue beard with the other hand, and asked excitedly: "Mo Lingyuan, are you officially confessing your love to me?

It's really hard to hear more sweet words from you. "

A person like Mo Lingyuan is used to being thoughtful, no matter what he does or what he says, he will always think about it.

Commitment is important, so never promise easily.

Emphasis on feelings, so deeply buried their emotions.

Fearing that the companionship would not make it to the old age, she left her alone to face the troubles of this world.

It's just that he never expected that, with all precautions, he would still fall into her hands and lose his heart.

After leaving for just over a month, he finally realized what it's like to be in love.

Mo Lingyuan held her finger: "You want to hear sweet words, and when I get better, I will tell you every day, okay?"

Chu Yunyao took his palm and pressed it against her cheek: "Okay, I'll wait for you to get better as soon as possible."

Mo Lingyuan withdrew his big palm, and started to chase people away: "You are exhausted, go to rest early, Mu Qing will come to watch the night every night, you can come to see me tomorrow."

Seeing his tired face, Chu Yunyao nodded slightly after taking the pulse, and covered him with the quilt, "Okay."

She changed the medicine again, turned around and saw that he had closed his eyes, stared at him silently for a while, turned around, and walked out of the bedroom lightly.

Hearing the slight sound of closing the door, Mo Lingyuan opened his eyes again, feeling lost...

Chu Yunyao happened to meet Mu Qing in the corridor, and after asking which room kept the mice, she quickened her pace.

Mu Qing thought that Chu Yunyao was worried about those rats not being taken care of properly, so she chased them back: "Young Madam, I settled down those rats well, fed them with food and water, and laid a layer of old cotton-padded jackets on the bottom of the plank, so they can be taken care of anytime. It is prepared that after the pregnant mice give birth to pups, the newborn pups will not freeze to death."

Chu Yunyao just hummed and left impatiently.

Mu Qing: "..."

Mu Qing watched Chu Yunyao push away the side room to the north, sighed, and went to Mo Lingyuan's bedroom helplessly.

In the middle of the night, Mu Qing, who was so preoccupied, couldn't fall asleep, so he got up quietly and left the bedroom.

Standing in the corridor, I saw that the lamp was still burning in the northernmost side room, and a figure was shaking at the window covered with white paper.

Mu Qing frowned, took out the pocket watch hanging around his neck to check the time, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Is the young lady still not asleep?

Mu Qing walked quickly to the door, not wanting to disturb the people inside, smeared his fingers with saliva, poked a small hole in the window paper, and looked inside.

I saw that the tabletops put together by two large tables were full of Western instruments and equipment.

Chu Yunyao's long black hair was tied loosely by the jade hairpin, her face was still covered with a mask, and her gloves were neatly placed aside. She pinched the back of the mouse's neck with one hand and lifted the mouse up. Holding the needle tube in his hand, he was inserting the tip of the needle into the mouse's body. His fingers slowly pushed the plunger to inject the medicine into the mouse's body.

The candlelight flickered, printing her delicate and beautiful profile on the window paper, focused and serious.

She devoted herself wholeheartedly, immersed in the work at hand, forgot everything, and didn't even hear Mu Qing's uncontrollable cough...