Son, you miss me

Chapter 110, the story of the eldest brother and the second brother

How does it sound... Mu Fangjin's illness seems to be very serious when he was a child?

And when the second brother heard Yong Mingyan use his master to press him, he could only nod obediently: "Master did say so, but didn't he also say... Will there be no big trouble after this year?"

Although Yong Mingyan is not as old as Mu Fangjin, she can still get up with the majesty of her eldest brother to frighten him at the critical moment. Isn't this not over yet? In recent years, you have just taken care of your body with tonics such as Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng. Are you so careless?" - Oh? So these things are not only for the leader, but also for their own food?

In the end, he may also feel that he is unreasonable. Mu Fangjin quickly waved his hand and didn't want to argue with him: "Big brother, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have worked so hard these days. It happens that tomorrow is a ten-day holiday. Can I have a good rest these two days?"

"When did the headache start?"

"The evening of the day before yesterday."

Yong Mingyan looked at his face: "How did you sleep these days?"

The second brother smiled at the corners of his mouth: "For good, I can sleep for two or three hours."

"Don't you sleep so much every day?" Xin Yi just saw them talking endlessly, so he seized the opportunity to speak and hurriedly came up... As a result, this head was patted back by Yong Mingyan beside him rubbing his head.

Both of them seemed to think she was noisy and didn't answer. Yong Mingyan continued to give full play to the characteristics of his magic doctor and said, "Brother, I will diagnose your pulse, and then prescribe a prescription."

Although Mu Fangjin also complained that 'there is no need to be so troublesome', he still obediently put his hand on the table, revealing a wrist.

Actually... the action of diagnosing the pulse also looks very basic. Yong Mingyan's slender fingers fell on Mu Fangjin**'s wrist, and then neither of them spoke. Even Xinyi beside him looked straight and did not dare to breathe.

In the end, Yong Mingyan pulled away his fingertips first: "Well, I'll open a prescription for you later." Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something: "Speaking of which, are you still going back to Dongfu today?"

"No reply." Mu Fangjin said and reached out his hand and pressed his forehead. "Let's go back tomorrow to say good to my mother. Besides, five days later, it will be the Zhongyuan Festival, and sacrifices and other things... Well, I have a headache. Don't let me go back to the East Mansion at this time, at least my ears can be clean here for a while.

Speaking of this, Yong Mingyan also smiled and said, "Okay, then go back and rest quickly. I'll fry the medicine later and send someone to send it to you."

Mu Fangjin tilted his head and looked at the two people in front of him and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Oh, isn't there anything else to whisper to the little sister? I'm afraid it's not convenient for me?"