Before the words of resignation were finished, Changxi had interrupted her with a chuckle: "What kind of valuable thing is this, the son will give it to you, you can rest assured, you also know my son-in-law," he gave Wu a look, and implied that the master was young and arrogant: "If a piece of kindness is returned, I'm afraid I won't be happy." ”

……

Wu naturally didn't dare to offend people, and after touching An Zhenwei's words to stop him from continuing to excuse himself, he was shocked to see that he had finally finished moving things, because there was still Liuniang sitting in the car, and he didn't put too much, Wu was relieved.

An Zhen didn't glance at her, solemnly thanked the second son again, and asked Changxi to convey it on his behalf - although he didn't expect people to really listen to this nonsense, but the attitude still had to be there.

"My son-in-law likes the tightness of the little lady, you don't have to be polite. Chang Xi means something, if this family is interested in making the little lady happy in the world, are you afraid that there will be no good future? He was a kind reminder, but his values are obviously different from those of the Wu family, and the contempt in his bones distorts this reminder even more.

Wu was shocked when he heard this, one hand hugged his daughter tightly by his side, but the other hand subconsciously twisted on An Zhenwei's waist, and the father and daughter frowned at the same time, and then let go in a cover-up manner.

"Thank you for the second son's love, but I don't dare to climb high. An Zhenwei said lightly.

Changxi didn't say anything, and it involved the matter of helping others, and An Zhenwei could only show a tepid attitude of refusal.

"Okay, the little lady is well, and she has to give birth well, so the little one won't bother much. Chang Xicai didn't care about his attitude, he hurriedly went back to stay by Zhao Jinyuan's side, and hurriedly said goodbye when he saw that the matter was over.

An Zhenwei didn't want to be too attentive because of his words, so he deliberately asked Erlang to deliver it to the door on his behalf. Erlang was immature, and he was at a loss for flattery, so he could only say dryly: "You go slowly." ”

Changxi got into the car and smiled at him kindly: "Xiao Langjun may be a blessing." ”

If the prince wants to be fresh for a while, just throw it away, if he keeps it in mind, he can't see anything at the moment, and when he gets old, this little lady will go to the house to pick it up, maybe he can make a name for himself in the past few years, then it will be developed.

Don't talk to Changxi about fame, he hasn't seen anything in the royal nobles such as the Ruiwang Mansion, it is the champion Tanhua, there is a stubble every three years, what is rare?

If Zhao Jinyuan is a gentleman, Changxi is a wicked slave under his hands, and he is used to figuring out the thoughts of the master, no wonder the maids in the backyard cursed him to cut it earlier, and there is really a bit of true inheritance of Gonggong Lan.

Send Changxi away, close the door and clean up Liuniang.

Looking at Wu's vicious face, Liuniang's neck shrank and began to change the topic: "Second brother, are you okay?"

Erlang didn't care about his illness, but was very worried about Liuniang's illness, and touched her head distressedly: "Why are you so careless, where are you still uncomfortable?"

"No, it's all right," knowing that it would be better to escape punishment by pretending to be sick at this time, Liuniang couldn't bear to let them worry, and happily turned around with her skirt and giggled: "Look, there's nothing wrong at all." ”

Wu grabbed her: "Do you dare to mess around, the medicine hasn't finished yet, go back and rest!"

Although her daughter seemed to be fine, there were still six or seven packs of unfinished medicine, and with a face with a slim chin, Wu didn't believe that it was so good, so she decided to let her go for the time being, and took Liuniang back to the house.

Liuniang had a bitter face, turned her head pitifully and asked her father for help.

An Zhenwei's face is not very good, he is the same as the Wu family, he is full of worries about the relationship between a powerful family like the Guogong Mansion and his daughter, and he will have no intention of rescuing his daughter - not to mention, this girl should be cured!

Ruthlessly ignoring her daughter's pitiful eyes, An Zhen did not hug Liuniang from his wife and took the initiative to send her back to the house.

Liuniang lay on her father's shoulder and frowned at the three brothers who followed behind, Erlang gave her a well-behaved look, Sanlang blinked, gloating while feeling sorry for his sister, Wulang was frowning and sniffing with a packet of medicine in his hand, and it seemed that he still wanted to take it apart and study it.

Unexpectedly, she was pushed back to the bed again, Liuniang really cried, and she tossed and tossed to change the bed?

After fighting for a long time to no avail, Wu was not at ease, and asked a doctor to come and see, An Zhen did not spoil his daughter in the end, but he couldn't stand her and let go, saying that if the doctor said that there was nothing to do, she would be allowed to move around.

Liu Niang is looking forward to the arrival of the doctor!

The An family is not better than the Rui Palace, saying that it is necessary to ask the imperial doctor and the imperial doctor to carry things, but the silver money makes it generous, and it is not difficult to ask a familiar doctor.

After another pulse, the doctor opened Chrysostom and said that she usually walked slowly and it was fine, but she was careful not to run and jump, one was that she was weak and afraid that she would not be able to stand it, and the other was that she was afraid that she would sweat and suffer from the wind and go back sick.

Wu showed the doctor the prescription and the list of medicinal meals that Changxi handed over to her, and the old doctor took the prescription and swept it away, and his expression gradually became solemn, startling Wu, I don't know what the situation is, holding the handkerchief and waiting for him to speak, the old doctor looked fascinated, twisted his brows and muttered to himself from time to time.

"This recipe...... Is there something wrong?" Wu couldn't wait, and asked boldly.

"Oh," the old doctor came back to his senses and shook his head hurriedly: "No, no, no, this recipe is good, it is very good, the old man is not as good, dare to ask which colleague in the museum?"

Turning the tide and being a little displeased, with such a holy hand, what are you still looking for the old man to do?

It seemed that he had just shaken his head and said the terms in the clouds, which was a bit of an axe.

This old doctor's medical skills are not bad, and his character is also passable, otherwise he would not have bluntly admired other doctors. Because it was used by the An family, they did not want to offend him.

Seeing that his face had turned bad, An Zhen didn't expect to be jealous of his peers, and it was indeed inappropriate for the An family to invite other doctors to take a look at it and then invite him to diagnose the pulse, so he hurriedly explained: "It's not a secret, the little girl was living in ...... when she was sick Relative's house, this is his family asked the doctor to see, and we don't know which doctor it is. When I returned home today, my insiders were not at ease, so I took the liberty to ask you to come and see again. ”

He respected him so much, and the old doctor also eased his face: "Madame's motherly heart." ”

I didn't mention this matter, and I regretted it a little: "If you know which colleague it is, you can also ask one or two." It's a pity ......."

After confirming that this prescription was good, Wu Shi exhausted his suspicions about the Guogong Mansion, seeing that the old doctor valued it so much, and regretted giving him everything, and was about to return it politely, the doctor had already quickly turned over the list of medicinal diets.

At this glance, his expression was very unusual, and after turning the two pages, he returned the things to Wu with a little hesitation, with a little envy: "Madame, this relative is unusual, such a list of medicinal diets that is determined solely on the patient's body is not something that ordinary people can come up with." (To be continued.) )