After being picked up by the prince, Xiaojiaohua is wild and sassy

Hua Yixi's heart tightened, she turned and walked in.

Hua Yichao grabbed the doctor's collar by the collar, raised his eyebrows coldly, "What medicine did you prescribe?"

"Cough..." Ruhua raised her head with tears in her eyes, she wiped her mouth and waved her hand, "Brother, I'm fine, but I coughed too much before, it seems to be much better now..."

Only then did Hua Yichao let go.The government doctor stroked his chest in shock, "That's good, that's good, I'll have someone cook another bowl later, third and third girls, remember not to drink too fast, so as not to choke water again, and at the same time try to talk as little as possible. Eat a lighter diet, rest your throat and relieve it. The old man will prescribe another prescription, let the girl drink one bowl a day for three days..."

Yao Yan followed silently and memorized the prescription.

The government doctor took Hua Yixi's pulse carefully again, "Miss's pulse is weak and weak, but it's not a serious problem, just take some self-cultivation and proper medicine to regulate qi and blood."

A gentle voice interspersed in without haste, "—the palace has some aged ginseng and ganoderma lucidum, and I'll get someone to bring them back."

His long hair has been washed and tied loosely behind him.He was neatly dressed in a crimson brocade gown with rattan patterns, wide shoulders and sleeves, a very thick and colorful color, the last time he wore it when he was still a teenager, but now he wore it without being obtrusive, without a trace of vulgar rouge, in a free and easy way. There is also a bit of aristocratic air that is implicitly romantic.

This colorful wide-sleeved dress is indescribably coquettish on Hua Yichao, but on Zhong Liting, it has a luxurious appearance that is lazy and unaware of wealth.

Hua Yichao's tone was somewhat hostile: "Who got the clothes?"

Dressed up like a butterfly, it doesn't look serious.

Hearing Hua Yizhao's strangeness, Hua Yixi said in surprise, "Isn't that your clothes?"

"...Oh." Hua Yi raised a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes slightly, and said disgustedly: "It is newly made, it must be that the embroidery lady chose the wrong material."

Hua Yixi smiled, and politely greeted Zhong Liting who had already walked over, "It's a coincidence that General Wei came back, and the government doctor just came, let's treat the injury first."

Ruhuahua probed her head, coughed a few times, and said intermittently, "Brother Ting is injured? Where is the injury? Is it serious?"

The two servant girls didn't hold her back.

Hua Yichao rapped on the screen with his knuckles: "Didn't the doctor tell you to talk less? Let me hear another nonsense, and your mouth will be blocked."

Ruhuahua retracted her head, covered her mouth, "Um..."

Zhong Liting replied to her in a gentle voice, "It's a little scratched, it's okay."

Scratch the skin...?
Moving to the side hall, the government doctor looked at the horrific wound that had been ruptured by some blunt object in front of him, didn't say much, and cleaned and disinfected the wound silently.

Others didn't know, but Hua Yichao saw it, the wound was not shallow, bloody, flesh mixed with mud, the government doctor washed it for a long time before it was completely cleaned up, and even stitched a few stitches.

Hua Yizhao looked at the government doctor thoughtfully.

They were all mortals, and the situation at that time was unpredictable. He was connected with Yueya's blood, so he had no hesitation in saving people, but the one in front of him who had no relatives and no reason, jumped down without thinking too much.

In this world, no one will love others without reservation, Hua Yizhao thought so before, but now his cognition is somewhat subverted.

He has fought against each other quite a lot. To be honest, no matter what aspect he looked at, even with his critical eyes, he rarely found any faults.

If it's a friend, it might be worth it, but if it's a brother-in-law, no matter how you look at it, you don't think this person is simple...

After the government doctor took care of it briefly and tied the white cloth strips, Zhong Liting raised his arm and put back the loose clothes on his shoulders. He turned to look at the doctor and said, "Do you have any medicine in the doctor's medicine box?" Musk ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis?"

"Musk ointment?" The government doctor was taken aback, found the medicine box and rummaged through it, found the commonly used medicine from inside and handed it to Zhong Liting, "My lord, there are still injuries, the old man took care of them."

"No need," Zhong Liting took the ointment with his backhand, stood up, "please trouble the doctor."

"My lord, you are welcome..."

Zhong Liting raised his eyebrows, looked at Hua Yichao who had been watching with a cold face, "I'm going to see Huaru, do you want to join me, Lord Hou?"

Hua Yichao didn't say much, and didn't stop him, "You can do what you want."

Zhong Liting went Shi Shiran.

The two maidservants were also human beings, and they saw some clues. As soon as Zhongli Tingfang stepped in, the two people who were taking care of him stopped their movements in unison, lowered their heads, and quietly retreated from the side obediently.

Zhong Liting's eyes were fixed on Ru Huahua, without turning his head, he said, "Wait a minute, go cook a bowl of brown sugar and old ginger on the stove."

What he ordered was extremely natural, as if he was in his own residence.

"...Yes." Yao Xiang was taken aback for a moment, then answered, and hurriedly pulled Yao Yan aside to retreat.

Ru Hua opened her almond eyes, looked at the person standing against the light, "Don't scare my maid."

Zhong Liting walked in, a little amused and said, "Am I that scary?"

"That's not true." Ru Huahua climbed up from the couch wrapped in a thin blanket, looked at Zhong Liting who was approaching in front of her, and said softly, "They were discussing in a low voice just now, are you the prospective uncle of this mansion? Woolen cloth."

"Oh?" Zhong Liting leaned on the side of the couch, and that handsome face was magnified in front of her eyes, "Then what do you say?"

Ruhuahua blushed suddenly, and whispered softly, "People are whispering, why should I interrupt..."

Before Zhong Liting straightened up, she suddenly frowned, grabbed Zhong Liting's neckline, and sniffed vigorously, "Huh? Where is the smell of blood coming from?"

"I think it should be the smell of medicinal wine." With a light tap on her forehead, Zhong Liting straightened up.

"Oh……"

She was too vigilant, Zhong Liting didn't dare to get closer, his tall body sat down on an embroidered stool, held her hand in one hand, picked some musk ointment with the other hand, and carefully applied it on her wrists.When he encountered obvious congestion, he patiently pressed the ointment and rubbed it gently.

After painting the wrists and ankles.Her toes rested lightly on his knees, the panties under the skirt were rolled up, and the silk socks were piled up on her ankles, revealing her curvy ankles.Zhong Liting lowered his eyes halfway, without any distracting thoughts in his eyes, and cleaned up the medicine very religiously.

Ru Huahua lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers. There was only one screen across. Someone would come in this small space at any time. Thinking of this, her heart was pounding, as if it was about to explode.

But the anxiety caused by not seeing each other for a long time gradually disappeared in this tense mood. Ru Huahua stared at Zhong Liting's dexterous fingers, and there was a unique and strong musky scent in his breath, which made the atmosphere extremely ambiguous.

Ru Hua stared intently, and gradually began to dream about something.