Dr. Zhong knelt down in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu with a "plop" and said, "Miss, I am sorry for you."

The nurse came from the corner and locked the private room of the inn tightly: "Xue Zhong, if you don't agree to the eldest lady, just order someone to send a letter back, so that our eldest lady will give up her heart.

You didn't send any news back, and after going away for so long, without hearing from you, our eldest lady thought that something happened to you, and every time you were mentioned, I was in fear.

It's good for you, you have been wandering outside for so long, and you were found by Missy's people, but you were taken away again, who took you away? "

Doctor Zhong touched his forehead to the ground and remained silent.

Zhuang Xiaoyu waved at the angry nurse, signaling her to be calm, and asked softly: "Doctor Zhong, I asked you to search for someone because I want to know some truths, and I don't want to live in a muddle. I have doubts in my heart..."

She looked at Dr. Zhong and sighed: "Besides me, there seems to be another group of people who are inquiring about your whereabouts. Who are those people? Is your life in danger?"

Dr. Zhong heard Zhuang Xiaoyu's caring words, and his heart was sore and astringent. He raised his eyes to look at Zhuang Xiaoyu, tears flashed in his eyes: "Miss, I will give you a pulse."

Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at Doctor Zhong, hesitated for a moment, finally nodded, and stretched out his arms.

The nurse hurried forward, put the silk handkerchief on Zhuang Xiaoyu's fingers, and pulled up her sleeves.

Dr. Zhong stood up from the ground, put his fingertips on Zhuang Xiaoyu's wrist, probed for a while, and said in a low voice: "Although the eldest lady is weak, she is still healthy. Don't rely on my aunt for everything, if you take good care of yourself, there will be no serious problems..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu blushed so much that he could bleed.

Dr. Zhong continued: "Miss doesn't have any hidden illnesses. If you can't conceive a child for a long time, don't attribute all the responsibility to yourself. You should also try to find the reason from Uncle."

Zhuang Xiaoyu blinked: "Doctor Zhong means..."

Dr. Zhong looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu's innocent and romantic face like the deceased wife's, and felt panicked. He was afraid that Zhuang Xiaoyu would repeat the same mistakes as the deceased wife. The slave is actually my uncle..."

"Ayan?"

"It's the acting priest today." Dr. Zhong lowered his head: "My uncle has taken two kinds of infertility medicine, one is Biku and the other is Juegen. These two medicines are extremely yin and cold. After a woman eats it, she will be sterilized, and after a man eats it, there is also a risk of sterilization...

Miss, the inability to conceive is not your problem, it is my uncle's problem! "

Zhuang Xiaoyu was stunned, and couldn't believe it: "It's so good, why would Ah Yan take this forbidden drug?"

Dr. Zhong said: "I took my son's pulse and saw that my son is in good health. It doesn't affect my health too much. If my son takes good care of me, the eldest lady may have children in the future..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu paused for a moment, then asked again: "Have you found out about Ah Yan's life experience?"

Dr. Zhong asked back, "How is my uncle treating Missy?"

"Of course." The nanny interjected, "Look at what you're asking. Our young lady had a quarrel with my uncle, and it's always been my uncle's apology. So many aristocratic families want to give their daughters to my uncle. , were also rejected by our uncle one by one."

Dr. Zhong smiled knowingly, "I haven't seen the eldest lady for a long time, I just asked casually, if that's the case, it's naturally very good."