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"Ah, my sister-in-law is busy all day, so let's go to bed early. My brother will be back soon, and it's not convenient for me here..."

Bitong knew the master's intention and hurriedly took the cloak to help her put it on.

Qu Leyao was lost for a moment, but quickly smiled: "In that case, I'll send you out."

Stayed in the hospital for another half a day.

It seems that Qu Leyao really doesn't want her to go, but...

"Sister-in-law, go back quickly. It's cold outside. Be careful of catching a cold..."

After Cheng Xueyan walked out of the courtyard, she saw that she had no intention of going back at all and couldn't help telling her.

This time, Leyao did not reply, but shook her handkerchief.

The light sprinkled in the lantern under the eaves condensed through the thin handkerchief, and the joyful color coated Qu Leyao with a layer of hairy red edges. The red was so conspicuous and lonely in the dark night, until she came out far away and still saw her standing at the door.

"I didn't expect that this big grandma would really be reluctant to be a girl." Bitong yawned and said dreamily.

Are you reluctant to leave me?

She couldn't help looking back again.

She still stood there, like an abandoned child, waiting eagerly for the person who could take her home.

Is that person Cheng Xueyan or... Cheng Cangyi...

There was a wind blowing across the treetops, as if it was netted by branches, crashing around in it, like sobbing and roaring.

Bitong made a posture to help the girl walk. In fact, she had crooked on Cheng Xueyan, half asleep and half awake, which only made Cheng Xueyan's footsteps heavy. And when I heard the sound, I was shocked. When I mentioned the horn lamp to shine up, although there was no ghost, I couldn't help trembling.

When she was about to say something to the girl, she turned her head and saw a female ghost with her long tongue rolling her eyes, and she screamed in horror.

Even if the sheep horn lamp could be pissed off, she couldn't help falling like this and became righteous immediately.

Then I heard the girl giggle.

"Girl..." Bitong was angry, but she couldn't say anything.

"Do you still need me to drag you away this time?" Cheng Xueyan seemed to be afraid of her revenge, so she ran forward with her skirt: "If you don't go fast, you will really be caught by the ghost..."

Bitong stamped her feet angrily and hatefully, naturally did not dare to stay and hurriedly followed.

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Maybe it's because I'm too tired these days, maybe it's because I caught a cold at night, maybe it's because I'm worried... Anyway, Xue Yan only felt powerless and spinning when she got up in the second schedule.

Bitong was shocked when she saw that her face was earthy, her lips were dry, her breathing was short, and her hands were warmed up and cold. She hurried to ask Song Guan for diagnosis and treatment.

Since the last time Song Guan treated Cheng Cangyi's injury, he has never had a chance to visit a beautiful woman. Even if he prayed with guilt that any important person suddenly fell ill, it was not effective. Later, he wanted to take advantage of the happy event of Chengfu to come to congratulate and listen to the news of the beautiful woman. However, the threshold of Shangshufu is high. If officials below the fifth grade have no special friendship, they can only congratulate with gifts but cannot enter the house to attend the wedding banquet, and people like him who have no merit have no chance, including a white that he has chosen a lot of pain and painful choice. Yu Guanyin was afraid that it was just a drop of water, and he fell into the golden lake jade pool of Chengfu and disappeared. How can you be worthy of a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world? No wonder there has been no message about the proposal since he mentioned it.

I wanted to give up the idea, but there was a beautiful woman dreaming at night. Although I didn't see any joy, I woke up with sweet and melancholy in my heart, so that I was so distracted all day long. Once, I was ridiculous that I confused the prescription of a man with a pregnant woman.

Recently, I suddenly fell in love with poetry, but I had to say "I don't regret that my clothes are getting wider and wider, and I'm haggard for the people of Iraq." Every time I chant and sigh, I get more and more the bitterness and helplessness in the words.

Since ancient times, doctors have not treated themselves, and there is no medicine for lovesickness. Even if he is a famous doctor, he can only be helpless. Recently, someone saw him look down and planned to tell him about the marriage, which seemed to be the daughter of a small civilian family. In fact, there were many people who came to propose marriage on weekdays. He pushed it, but because he was drunk and heart-heartened that day, he actually agreed to see each other today.

He also regretted the impulse, but wanted to settle the matter and completely cut off this undue idea.

He was listlessly choosing the robe to meet, but Bitong suddenly said that she was sick. The girl looked panicked, and she thought she was very ill.

I was overjoyed and was glad that she fell ill at this moment. Isn't this a careful arrangement by God?

I quickly chose the brand-new dark blue pattern robe and changed it. I only felt that the hands of the lock buckle were shaking, and I almost forgot to fasten my belt in a hurry.

His heart ran faster than the light carriage. As soon as he got off the car, he ran to the Yanran Pavilion like smoke.

Bitong was breathless but couldn't help laughing, sighing that Song Guan was shaved and hot, but it was pitiful enough. But if this person is obsessed with a word of love, he can't see himself clearly.

Song Guan rushed upstairs, turned into the inner room, and saw that the lake was half covered with gold tents. He reached out his hand to open the beautiful woman who was thinking about day and night.

" Dr. Song..."

Bitong screamed, grabbed the front step by step, and quickly took off the curtain hanging on the silver hook to protect the ** girl.

Song Guanjing finally woke up and secretly regretted his recklessness.

Bitong just didn't see his face and put up a stool to let him sit down.

Song Guan's hand moved around on the girl's wrist and her little finger trembled, and the sparse corn beard couldn't help shaking. Even the slightly closed eyelids followed **-like **, and the little pity that had just emerged unconsciously disappeared. If the girl is sick again next time, she can't invite him...

"Sister Bitong, Sister Bitong..."

At this time, a few soft calls came from the courtyard, which sounded like the moon of the second door.

Bitong hesitated for a moment, afraid that Song Guan would take advantage of the girl's drowsiness at this moment, but if she didn't leave... Yueyue was a little desperate. Although the girl could not easily enter the master's door without calling, there was no one else at present. Everyone was busy serving the guests who came to congratulate her...

She walked to the door and looked back at Song Guan uneasily. Seeing that he was still intoxicated with his beard, she couldn't help frowning, lifting the coral-sprinkled soft curtain, and gently went downstairs.

"What's the matter?" She was in a hurry and couldn't help looking up at the terrace, although she couldn't see anything.

Yueyue heard her unhappy words and immediately said with great caution, "The driver who comes every day asked the big girl when to leave?"

Because of Du Mizhen's disturbance, Chengfu knew that the eldest girl was going to take care of her ex-husband regardless of her life, but the master strictly ordered it to spread it, otherwise... So even if he knew it clearly, his words were extremely flashed.

Bitong just remembered that she used to go out at three o'clock, and now it's time... But how can the girl take care of the guy with broken legs when she is so ill? Besides, didn't there already be a "heart" to visit yesterday? I guess I haven't left yet...

At that moment, the fire came up, and all the lack was attributed to Gu Sanxian, including the girl's disease. I'm afraid it was also popular with them. Gu Sanxian, Gu Sanxian, did our girl owe you in her previous life? Why did she hurt her three times and four times? What's your heart? Think about this and think about that? If a girl has something good or something, don't think about it!

Thinking so, he simply replied: "Tell him that the girl is sick and will not go to your house today. Ask the third son to ask for more blessings!"

When Yueyue heard it, his tone was not good. How could he reply?

Bitong has gone upstairs aggressively.

She rubbed her hands and made two turns in place, thinking that she had found a good way to narrate and hurried away.

When Bitong lifted the curtain, she saw Song Guan still holding his beard and looked intoxicated.

"D. Song, what's wrong with the girl?" She suppressed her laughter.

"Uh..." Song Guan shook his fingers, opened his eyes and worked hard to diagnose and treat.

Bitong almost lost his breath. Is he dreaming for a long time?

"Sister Bitong, Sister Bitong..."

Yueyue shouted outside again.

Bitong stamped her foot and ran out angrily.

"The driver asked the girl what the disease was, otherwise it would be difficult for him to go back..." Yueyue looked at her face carefully.

"What else is the disease? Just ask his third son!"

When Bitong turned back upstairs, she saw that Song Guan was already opening a prescription.

"... Guizhi soup is the first choice for treating people's wind and cold. It can not only dredge wind and dampness, but also dispel evil spirits. Once the proof is finished, and then the jade screen disperses, so that it can benefit the qi and solidify the table and reconcile the camp and health together in order to cure the root..."

Song Guan said when explaining pharmacologically, and that kind of self-confidence made his slightly withered face shine a lot.

Bitong was waiting to ask a few questions, but she heard the trembling call of the moon: "Sister Bitong..."

Bitong almost went crazy and ran downstairs.

When Yueyue saw that her eyes were angry and her hair on her forehead was flying in the wind, she was so scared that she took a step back: "Then the driver asked if she wanted to invite the doctor to come..."

Bitong sneered: "Is it possible that the doctors of Gufu are all beaten with gold? Just tell him that the most famous Dr. Song Guan in Quandijing is treating Chengfu's daughter in Yanran Pavilion. Although Dr. Song Guan is not made of gold, he has superb medical skills, a talent, and is also careful and considerate. He is personally decocting the girl..."

Although the sound was not loud, it climbed up the terrace and floated into the house.

Song Guan's heart trembled. Yes, why didn't I give her medicine in person? The sick person is the most vulnerable, if she takes good care of her... Her heart is not strong...

So when Bitong walked to the stairs, she saw Song Guanxing rushing downstairs and walked lightly. On the contrary, she staggered in panic and looked at a young ten years old at a glance.

Bitong was wondering, but he saluted respectfully: "It's troublesome for Bitong to take good care of the girl. Song will come when he goes..."