"It's all fine, it's about the same as before." The servant replied truthfully: "It's just that I like reading too much, holding a book all day, and rarely leaving the bedroom door.

The flowers in the backyard are blooming very well. Seeing that the young lady is not interested, the old slave thinks of your order, the young master, and picks off a few branches every day and puts them in the young lady's bedroom..."

Feng Shaojin nodded, twisted the box and went upstairs.

Pushing open the door of the bedroom, I saw Mo Lingwei sitting upright at the desk, as if writing a prescription.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, Mo Lingwei said without looking back: "Let's put the food aside, I'll eat it later when I'm done."

Feng Shaojin closed the bedroom door: "Would you like to have a meal with me?"

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei turned her head slowly, and when she saw Feng Shaojin who suddenly appeared in front of her, she was stunned for a moment.

The ink-soaked brush did not fall for a long time, and a drop of thick ink fell on the spread white paper.

Mo Lingwei quickly closed the medical book at hand, put down the brush, and stood up: "Are you here? Aren't you busy?"

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin is such a perceptive person, how could he not hear the alienation in her tone.

Feng Shaojin strode up to her, raised his hand to gather her hair hanging down her cheeks behind her ears, and said in a low voice, "No matter how busy I am, I should find time to come back and see you."

He lowered his eyes, looked at the white paper on the table, and asked, "Is this a prescription? Who is it for?"

There are only servants and guards in the house, and she has never been in contact with outsiders. She has read so many medical books day and night, who is preparing the prescription for?

"It's for you." Mo Lingwei sat down again, copied a copy quickly, dried the ink, folded it up and handed it to Feng Shaojin: "A bowl of decoction every day before going to bed, after a long time, the body slowly Just sorted it out."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin glanced at the eye medicine prescription, took it and put it in his pocket, his eyes flickered slightly: "Okay."

Mo Lingwei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he took this medicine for two months, he would not have to smoke those cigarettes that affect his body.

Feng Shaojin took a panoramic view of the tiny expression on her face, held her hand calmly, and asked, "Don't you like the peach blossom cheongsam I gave you?"

"Yeah." Mo Lingwei said against her will: "It's too gaudy."

"Do you like embroidering roses and plum blossoms?"

"Um."

"Go and try it on for me." Feng Shaojin pointed to the big box that was screwed in.

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei asked: "Did you bring it back to me yourself?"

"Yeah." Feng Shaojin opened the box, and the two cheongsams were neatly stacked inside: "Do you like it?"

"I like it." Mo Lingwei took the cheongsam handed over by Feng Shaojin and went to the fitting room.

The moment the door was closed, the indifferent smile on Feng Shaojin's face immediately disappeared. He silently looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, his eyes darkened.

She is a doctor and is proficient in surgical operations. When has her medical skills become so good that she can see that he is unwell at a glance, and she can prescribe the right medicine for him?

What's more, she never asked about his physical condition at all.

Even Feng Yichen couldn't solve his heart palpitations.

This prescription is really just for his body conditioning?

Feng Shaojin was already suspicious, so of course he didn't believe it. After all, he didn't know that Mo Lingwei had studied Chinese medicine with Chu Yunyao for a long time.

Mo Lingwei stood in front of the diorama, changed into a cheongsam, and felt very upset.

If it was not the clothes that the servant picked up at the appointed place, but the clothes shop that Feng Shaojin went to in person, what would happen to Mu Qing now?

Thinking of how Feng Shaojin seemed to be in a good mood just now, Mo Lingwei didn't think too much, and went back to the bedroom in changed clothes...