The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

Does he seem to be in a bad mood?

Lin Qingran wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say, so she kept silent.

There is no study room in Zhuangzi, but there are brushes, ink, paper and inkstones, but they are not expensive, just ordinary brushes and decrees.

Lin Qingran and Yun Zheng went to the living room, Zhu's mother had already ordered the girl to prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Lin Qingran was writing the pen, her fingers were as white as jade, as beautiful as a piece of fine white jade, perfect and flawless, once people saw it, they couldn't help but linger.

On the spread rice paper, wandering and pitching, tolerance and romance, rigidity is iron painting, charming is like silver hook, all in one go, the end shows the strength of character, which is no different from everyone else.

Yun Zheng looked at the girl's handwriting in surprise because of the impressive handwriting. He never knew that a woman's handwriting could be written with such vigor.

Originally, Yun Zheng's attention was still on Lin Qingran's words, but when he gathered his eyes to see the contents of the prescription, he was shocked. His whole mind was attracted by this prescription, and his slender fingertips Gently rubbing against the edge of the teacup in his hand, a pair of deep eyes shone brightly under the golden sunlight, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and the joy in his eyes gradually poured out.

After a while, he looked at Lin Qingran with an inexplicable expression.

"This is……"

Even though Yun Zheng tried his best not to show his feelings, Lin Qingran still felt his excitement from these two words.

Also, if it was her, she would have already jumped up and cheered at this moment.

When she saw Yun Zheng for the first time, Lin Qingran was thinking about how to deliver the prescription to him without any trace. When she just opened her mouth, relying on her previous understanding of Yun Zheng, she conceived of it. As expected, she guessed the question that Yun Zheng would ask.

Because he had already thought about how to answer in advance, when Yun Zheng really spoke, Lin Qingran said calmly: "It is said that this is a prescription for curing heart disease. But I don't understand it, so I just said Please help me take a look."

Lin Qingran looked at Yun Zheng, who had an inexplicable expression and couldn't see any emotions, and continued: "Do you think this prescription is absurd? In fact, let alone you, even I think it is absurd, maybe it's just made up. "

"Where did the second miss's prescription come from?" Yun Zheng's heart was agitated, but his face was cold and gorgeous, and he tried his best to hold back the excitement.

"Well, when I was leaving home last time, I met an old beggar who was frozen and fainted on the road. I rescued him, and he gave me this prescription, and he said that I would need it. of?"

Lin Qingran snorted through her nostrils: "He thinks he's a half-immortal? He can predict the future, so why would I need it? Do I have a heart attack? What do I need?"

She suddenly stopped talking, and opened her eyes wide: "Could it be that he means——I will take this prescription to save Aunt Hua? No way? Let me use it to treat Aunt Hua's heart disease, I might as well take it torn..."

Saying that, Lin Qingran pretended to tear off the prescription in his hand, Yun Zheng immediately blocked it, and carefully saved the prescription from Lin Qingran's hands.

With her temperament, she really said that the wind is the rain, and she would tear it up as soon as she said it, and she didn't think about the value of this prescription.

For a doctor, there is nothing more important than a prescription that is hard to find through the ages.

At least at this moment, Yun Zheng's eyes were bright, and the appearance of protecting the prescription tightly, fearing that she would ruin it, made Lin Qingran want to laugh, but more of it was the joy of wanting to cry.