He Changqing was furious, grabbed the broken bowl placed by the side of the bed and threw it at He Jingyu: "You bastard, did someone say that about your brother? Don't even think about it, for whom did he become like this.

Don't let me go! "

He Jingyu fell silent, and left angrily.

Immediately afterwards, He Jingshu and He Jingxian also left.

When Chu Yunyao heard this, a terrible thought flashed through her mind. Could it be because of He Jingyu that He Wenhao became like this?

The boy picked up the scattered stones on the ground, put them in the basket, and made amends to Chu Yunyao for He Wenhao: "Little doctor, my young master has changed his temperament a lot since he got sick, and he would go crazy from time to time. .

It was just an illness just now, I didn't mean to treat you like this on purpose, I hope you will be tolerant, don't bother with my young master.

If you get hurt somewhere, beat me to vent your anger..."

Chu Yunyao heard the words, and then looked at the boy's words and deeds, seeing that the boy was very clever, very good at observing words and expressions, and instantly thought of Bao'er.

A good bird chooses a tree to live in. If such a clever boy wanted to climb high, he would have left He Wenhao long ago.

Chu Yunyao asked: "How long have you taken care of your young master?"

"It's been five years. My young master is a nice person. He became like this after he fell ill." Seeing that Chu Yunyao didn't blame him, a glint of hope flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice, "I sent things to the asylum." At that time, I also heard the name of Little Doctor Immortal, but I didn't expect it to be a young lady, my young master, can you heal me?"

Chu Yunyao was noncommittal: "Let me take his pulse first."

He Changqing smelled the smell in the house, couldn't help it, and scolded the boy: "The house smells like this, and you don't know how to clean it."

The servant was obedient: "Master, the weather is cold, and it rains and snows one after another. The young master will not be able to dry his urine in bed for a while. I will take the order of the master to go to the housekeeper to get a new quilt."

Saying that, without waiting for He Changqing to speak, he quickly left the side room.

Chu Yunyao walked around the room, looking at the furnishings in the room, her eyes fell on He Wenhao's dark pillow, and she said to He Changqing: "Today is Miss He's birthday, and the hall is full of distinguished guests. Master He doesn't need to be here.

I just leave it to Young Master He for treatment. If it cannot be cured, it will not help and waste Master He's time. "

He Changqing also didn't want to stay here for a moment, stood up, and cupped his hands at Chu Yunyao: "Thank you, little doctor."

Chu Yunyao smiled lightly: "You're welcome, Mr. He, let's go."

Watching He Changqing's back disappear from sight, Chu Yunyao turned to look at He Wenhao, who was half leaning on the bed, and said calmly, "Put out your hand, and I'll check your pulse."

Seeing him with his head bowed, his hands huddled motionless in the smelly quilt, Chu Yunyao walked towards him, leaned over, and stretched out his hands to remove his quilt.

Just as he was about to stretch his arm over, He Wenhao suddenly raised his head, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

A cold light flashed, and he stabbed towards Chu Yunyao with the hand holding the dagger...

The boy just came in with a brand new quilt, just in time to see this scene, so frightened that he didn't care about the danger, he rushed over and blocked He Wenhao with the quilt: "Master, please be sober, this is the little fairy doctor from Jincheng, Master Mo Handsome young lady..."

He Wenhao turned a deaf ear, pushed the servant away, straightened his upper body, pointed the hand holding the dagger at Chu Yunyao's heart...