Yan Qingrui walked directly to her courtyard, and when the nurse saw that it was the hall master, she hurriedly saluted and announced. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Guo Jing greeted him.

After letting the nurse go to sleep, Guo Jing said to Yan Qingrui: "Why did you come out?"

Yan Qingrui smiled and said, "It's stuffy in the courtyard, come out and breathe!"

Guo Jing already knew that Yan Qingrui was a capable person, and he didn't ask her how she came out, how could a person who could bundle a plate of scattered sand into a whole and establish Wanyu Hall be an ordinary woman?

Guo Jing made tea and invited Yan Qingrui to sit again.

Yan Qingrui walked to the side of the bed to see Lingling.

The little girl had already slept, her face was a little pale, and her little body was very thin, skinny, and she looked very delicate. Yan Qingrui checked her pulse again, this kind of congenital heart disease cannot be treated at all in this era, and Xiao Lingling's is more serious.

Yan Qingrui asked Guo Jing: "Is Lingling okay these days?"

Guo Jing shook his head, there was a hint of worry on his face, this child was her hope and pillar, but this child's illness could not be cured by all doctors, and after taking a lot of medicine, the condition was still like this, and his body did not improve, but he became thinner.

Guo Jing is not mentally unprepared, but as a mother, how can she bear it? She whispered: "Just before going to bed, she coughed up blood!"

Yan Qingrui's heart sank slightly, and she said softly: "You can accompany Lingling well, you don't have to go to Fenghe Courtyard for the time being, take good care of her, no matter how dedicated the nurse is, there is no mother to accompany her to give the child peace and security!"

Guo Jing said: "How can it be done?"

Yan Qingrui said: "It's so decided! If the money for the medicine is not enough, go directly to Lai Si to get it." ”

Guo Jing felt that this was inappropriate, but looking at the spirit on the bed, she couldn't bear it after all, and in the end, she just said in a low voice: "Thank you!"

Yan Qingrui walked out of the yard, only to feel that her heart was heavy.

When she took Lingling out of the tank that day, she felt that Lingling's vitality was already very weak, and Huang Laosi had been eliminated, Guo Jing used the silver given by Yan Qingrui to Lingling to invite a famous doctor in the capital, and prescribed good medicine to recuperate, but the condition did not improve, what they are doing now is just doing their best.

That poor child, she can't help after all.

She understands medical skills, is extremely familiar with the meridians and acupoints of the human body, and can also prepare various drugs, but she has no involvement in congenital heart disease, so she can only sigh in vain.

Yan Qingrui returned to her room and closed her eyes to recuperate, and fell asleep after a while.

At this time, in a certain room in the post station outside the northern suburbs of the capital, the atmosphere was solemn, three black-clothed people were pressing step by step, a man in a brocade robe was sitting on a chair drinking tea in the room, and more than a dozen corpses were lying on the ground, full of blood, but the man didn't seem to see anything, the murderous aura in the room was condensed, and there were three killers eyeing him, and he didn't seem to be worried about his own safety.

The calmness and calmness, as well as the royal dignity that naturally reveals in his bones, make people feel that even if he is in the wilderness, he will not lose his bearing.

In front of him, there stood a Tsing Yi attendant, the sword in his hand was half broken, and his body was covered with blood, and he didn't know if it was his blood or the blood of the enemy.

The corpses lying on the ground were some of the guards of the brocade-robed men, and some were black-clothed masked men.

It was an assassination, and a premeditated, imminent assassination!