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Chapter Thirty

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    Since then, Chen Wenjun has lived in the hospital without anyone noticing.

    As long as she was free during the day, Wan Yao would take time to see her, and repeatedly told the drug boy and apprentices not to disturb her in the hospital.  When she returns home in the evening, Qin Zheng will come to pick her up. The lights cannot be lit in the room at night, so it is so dark to keep watch.

    Fortunately, Chen Wenjun has been sleeping all the time, but he is very easy to take care of.

    Xiang Huan would come over as usual to beg for saliva after touring the streets.

    Recently, Wanyao has become obsessed with some kind of obsession. She is obsessed with flipping through various books, especially "The Peony Pavilion" and "The Romance of the West Chamber".

    He also secretly read a few pages out of curiosity, but it was difficult to get the essence, only a little inexplicable, and he didn't know what was moving.

    Xiang Huan was peeling the peanuts, and seeing her looking like she was about to cry, whether she wanted to cry or not, he was very puzzled: "is it so beautiful?"

    Wan Yao blinked a few times, closed the book, and looked at him with some resentment, "You won't understand anyway."

    He reluctantly opened his mouth to refute. When he just opened his mouth, he saw Qin Zheng leaping in from the wall - he has good lightness skills, and many times he simply didn't go through the main entrance in order to deceive people.

    "Brother Qin." Wan Yao nodded and smiled at him very friendly.

    Qin Zheng held a bag of fresh peaches in his hand, "I went to buy medicinal wine just now, and saw that the peaches are sweet, so I brought some for the girl."

    "Okay, thank you."

    After he put it down, he saluted with a smile, "I'll help the eldest lady relax her meridians first, and if you have orders, just call me."

    Wan Yao watched Qin Zheng push the door and enter the house with eyes full of emotion, and sighed sincerely: "I am so haggard because of YixiaoBrother Qin is really a loving person."

    Xiang Huan saw her extremely envious expression, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart, picked up a peach to play with in his hand, and snorted coldly: "Where is the emphasis on love?

    "If he really likes her, why would he let someone else marry her? If it were me, I would snatch her away!"

    Well, simple and rude, it really is his style, there is no poetic romance at all.

    Wan Yao didn't want to explain, she shook her head, "You wouldn't do that if you really like someone, so you don't understand"

    She put down the miscellaneous books, "I'll see if the medicine is ready."

    Wan Yao was patting her dress and getting up, the moment she stood up, her eyes suddenly went dark, and stars appeared in her eyes.

    Just as Xiang Huan was thinking about how to refute, he noticed that something was wrong with her from the corner of his eye, so he hurriedly lost Tao Zi, and quickly helped her up, "What's wrong?"

    Wan Yao barely stabilized her figure, supported her forehead and frowned and said she was fine.

    "All right?" He looked at her complexion seriously, and couldn't help but blame me, "Your face is as white as paper, and you still say you're all right?"

    Wan Yao waved her hand, pulled herself together and said to him, "Maybe it's because I'm a little tired these days, I'll just rest for a while."

    Seeing her like this, Xiang Huan still couldn't feel relieved, he doubted: "Aren't you sick?"

    After saying that, she pulled away her sleeves involuntarily. There was indeed no trace on the white forearm, but the tentacles were cold.

    He frowned: "Why are your hands so cold?"

    The sun in early autumn was obviously still very hot, but her whole body was surprisingly cold, Wan Yao gently pulled her hand back, "The seasons change, and it's not uncommon to catch wind and cold"

    "Okay, I said it's okay, don't make such a fuss." Afraid that he would continue to insist, she hastily pushed him out of the yard, "It's time to change shifts in a while, go to dinner, don't delay,  I happen to be sleeping too."

    Xiang Huan was pushed to the door by her, picked up the snow-toothed gun against the wall, and finally turned his head with difficulty: "Are you really all right?"

    "Yes, yes, it's all right."

    "Then I'm leaving Remember to ask someone to come to me if you need anything."

    "Yes." Wan Yao nodded and smiled at him reassuringly.

    After he finished speaking, he raised his gun and went out with hesitation.

    After watching Xiang Huan go away, she stretched out her hand to caress her face anxiously, a little worried that her face would be too ugly.

    Wanyao didn't mean to perfunctory him, but really felt sleepy.

    She closed her eyes on the couch and took a nap for a while. When she woke up, the sky was still bright. When she straightened her clothes and went to the next room, Qin Zheng had already left¡ªin order to avoid people breaking in, it is hard to explain, he never stayed here much during the day  of.

    Instead, Wanyao felt relieved, took Chen Wenjun's pulse in front of the bed, then turned around and went to the decoction shop to bring the warm concoction.

    The medicine bowl is placed on the table, next to it is a small dagger.She was a little embarrassed, so she smiled at her: "I made a slip of the tongue, let the girl laugh."

    Wan Yao shook her head and said it was okay.

    Chen Wenjun sighed softly: "The family is big and the business is big, and the burden on the shoulders is too heavy. Sometimes, I also envy such a clean person like the girl."

    The Wan family was also a big family in the Wei Dynasty decades ago, but it gradually withered after the fall of Chang'an and the mutiny in Fengkouli. Even Wan Yan, the only one in the family who embarked on an official career, was only her only daughter.

    Wan Yao couldn't imagine the complicated grand occasion of hundreds of people going up and down like Chen's family.

    The medicine on the stove had been fried, she thanked the little doctor, picked up the tray and returned to the hospital.

    Not long after Wan Yao left, the apprentice discovered the purse she had left in the kitchen.

    "Mulberry leaf¡ª¡ª" the doctor called for a long time and saw no one, so he had to say to the apprentice, "The boy is not here, you can run and send this to Miss Biao." (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com
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