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Chapter 89: Give medicine.Tongue and mouth...

"Cough cough..."

Xie Lan was suddenly fed medicine, choked and embarrassed.

Xie Lan pushed him away angrily: "You want to choke me to death."

"It's because you didn't drink obediently."

Zhong Liyu glanced at the concoction spilled on his body and put down the bowl.

It seemed like he was a little worried about whether to make another batch of medicine.

"bitter."

"You have to drink it even if it's bitter, you're sick."

"Why, Young Master Yu is afraid that if I die, I won't be able to get the Huo family's things anymore?" Xie Lan said sarcastically.

"Yes, so you have to drink."

Zhong Liyu sneered and turned to the kitchen.

"Crackling..."

There was a loud sound of breaking porcelain in the kitchen.

Xie Lan: "..."

She pressed her dizzy head, put on her slippers and walked to the kitchen.

"Don't come in."

Zhong Liyu's somewhat angry voice came from inside. Xie Lan's footsteps paused, and then he heard the sound of breaking, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Xie Lan didn't feel very comfortable and didn't want to care about what he was doing, so he turned around and went back to the room to lie down.

Drowsily, someone shook her awake.

Before he even opened his eyes, he smelled a bitter medicinal smell, and his brows immediately furrowed.

"Drinked."

Zhong Liyu put the medicine in his hand on the desk, stood beside Xie Lan's bed, and stared at Xie Lan condescendingly, as if he would strangle you to death if you dared not drink it.

Xie Lan stood up, glanced at the bowl of steaming medicine, and said disgustedly: "It's hot."

"You're in trouble," Zhong Liyu turned around with a sullen face, picked up the medicine, and blew the hot air with his mouth.

"You sprayed saliva in it. It's disgusting. I won't drink anymore."

Zhong Liyu's face suddenly turned extremely ugly: "Xie Lan, you'd better drink it obediently."

Xie Lan, who clearly felt Zhong Liyu's anger, leaned on the bedside and looked at him sadly.

Zhong Liyu took a deep breath, suddenly smiled evilly, took the medicine in his mouth and leaned down, pinched her chin, and pushed all the medicine in her mouth into Xie Lan's mouth.

Xie Lan's eyes widened and he drank the medicine from his mouth without warning.

"Cough cough..."

Xie Lan pushed Zhong Liyu away with a gloomy expression: "Looking for death."

Xie Lan stood up angrily and attacked Zhong Liyu's vital points with great momentum.

"Well."

Zhong Liyu, who was holding the medicine, could not avoid it. He suffered the blow from her and his face suddenly turned blue.

Xie Lan really didn't hold back at all.

What a little heartless person. It was his first time to take care of someone without thanking him. He was despised and now he is beaten.

"Xie Lan, you are the only one in the world who dares to do this to me again and again," Zhong Liyu thought of that incident and finally suppressed the anger in his heart.

"You are the only one in the world who dares to do this to me. You are not dead yet. I warned you, Zhong Liyu." So she felt no guilt for hurting him.

Yes, she doesn't need to feel guilty.

This little pervert brought it all on himself.

"I'm treating you. Drink the medicine." Zhong Liyu was afraid that if he stayed here any longer, he wouldn't be able to resist doing anything again. He placed the medicine heavily on the table and turned around to go out.

Soon, other people's voices came from outside.

It was Zhong Liyu who asked someone to come over and clean up the mess in the kitchen.

There are also some cups, bowls, chopsticks, pots, etc. all replaced.

Xie Lan sat at the table, stared at the dark medicine, shook his head and smiled, feeling that he was being naive the way he was before, and after confirming that it was not poisonous, he took a sip.

It's not her fault either.

Why did this little pervert give the impression that he could poison her at any time?
After noisy for most of the day, Xie Lan fell into a deep sleep.Zhong Liyu came in, but she didn't wake up.

"Xie Lan, don't even think about leaving me before I figure it out. Don't worry, I won't let you die so quickly."

*
It was already the next morning when Xie Lan woke up.

The medicine bowl on her desk is no longer there.

Xie Lan stared at the remaining medicine stains on the table, his brows slowly narrowing.

He has come.

Is she being too careless?

If Zhong Liyu wants to kill her...

After drinking the medicine and sleeping for such a long time, Xie Lan's body regained its vitality.

When he opened the door and smelled the smell of rice, it was already almost ten o'clock. Xie Lan's stomach was hungry. He was seduced by the smell and couldn't help but make a sound in his stomach.

The young man sitting on the sofa in the small hall raised his head, with a half-smile on his handsome face.

Xie Lan didn't feel embarrassed and went straight to the table and sat down: "Have you eaten?"

"Waiting for you to come together, what's wrong, Ah Lan doesn't lose his temper anymore?"

"Getting angry with Young Master Yu is a waste of my time."

Xie Lan picked up the chopsticks without any courtesy and picked up the vegetables to eat.

Zhong Liyu grew taller and sat across from her. His movements were elegant and dignified, unlike Xie Lan's movements that looked like he was fighting.

"So you still know how to waste time," Zhong Liyu said slowly: "Next time, I won't be so gentle. A Lan, you have worn out my patience."

"Really? In the same way, you have worn out my patience." Xie Lan said unwillingly, "If this happens again, I will cut your tongue."

"Oh?" Zhong Liyu smiled ambiguously, "What's going on? If A Lan doesn't tell me, how will I know what mistake I made?"

Xie Lan gritted his teeth and said, "Watch your mouth."

"What's wrong with my mouth? If Ah Lan doesn't like it, he can take it away at any time," Zhong Liyu's face was thicker than the city wall, pretending to think: "So Ah Lan likes my tongue..."

"Snapped."

Xie Lan slapped his chopsticks on the table with a stern face: "Zhong Liyu, I'm not kidding you."

"Well, I know that Ah Lan is very serious about discussing the tongue and mouth issues with me. I have already said that everything in my body belongs to Ah Lan. Ah Lan can take whatever he likes at any time."

"I like your life, but I can kill you?" Xie Lan sneered.

Zhong Liyu's eyes dimmed and he said sadly: "If Ah Lan really wants me to die, take it even if you don't want to die."

"..."

Xie Lan hurriedly finished the rice in the bowl with a cold face, put down the leftovers, and strode out of the house.

*
The hospital site they chose is very close to a natural scenic spot in Yang City.

There is a section of the road that goes in the same direction.

In other words, if tourism is vigorously developed here in the future, the number of patients in their hospitals will also increase.

Xie Lan appreciated Ye Haicheng's suggestions.

He considered every aspect.

It cannot be too busy or too far away from lively areas, and the transportation in front and back must be convenient.

Yang City has applied for the construction of a subway, and I heard from the news above that it has been approved.

I believe that as long as the subway is connected, it will definitely promote economic development.

Xie Lan stood at the site of the hospital that had already started construction, walking around with Ye Haicheng.

Ye Haicheng didn't know the real identity behind Xie Lan, but there were definitely not many people who could spend billions at once, not to mention that the person in front of him was still a teenage girl.

"Workers continue to invest and will build it as soon as possible. It will only take half a year at the latest to complete everything and put it into use."

Ye Haicheng is becoming more and more confident in what they are doing.

Especially recently, the security company has been taking on more and more work, and the opportunities for traditional Chinese medicine doctors to make medical visits have also increased. Some even come from far away just to get the opportunity to see Mr. Wei and others.

Of course, the fees for a traditional Chinese medicine doctor who can reach this level will not be low.

Although Mr. Wei had objected, Xie Lan analyzed various aspects and explained that doctors also need to eat and live. Otherwise, who would be willing to continue practicing Chinese medicine?

Their traditional Chinese medicine is no worse than Western medicine, so naturally there shouldn’t be too much of a difference in fees.

(End of this chapter)