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He suddenly felt Wu Minzhi's eyes as sharp as a blade.

"The heart of the doctor's parents, saving people is important, and I hope that the country will be in the sea." His gaze was open.

Wu Minzhi lifted the lid of the teacup, and in the misty water vapor, his expression was indisputable, and he said lightly: "Ming Literature is polite." ”

The maid brought wine and a silk handkerchief.

Even if there is a saying that the doctor's parents have the heart, the next thing, Ming Chongyan can't do it himself.

Fortunately, the operation is also simple, only said it once, and the first year of junior high nodded to indicate that he understood. He was not at ease, so he repeated it, and then asked Hatsuichi to repeat it again. After confirming that it was correct, he turned to Wu Minzhi: "Guogong, please ......" He made a gesture to go outside.

Wu Minzhi snorted, and while getting up, he quickly glanced in the direction of Wu Ruyue.

The concern is very palpable.

Ming Wenxue also glanced in the direction of Wu Ruyue, and couldn't help but think in his heart, ancient men, really have no resistance to them!

Wu Minzhi and Ming Wenwen sat across the desk outside.

The two people held the tea cup and drank the tea in silence.

Wu Minzhi was very worried in his heart, Ming Wenxue was not so worried, but seeing Wu Ruyue sick like this, his mood was also very heavy.

She was only afraid that her illness was caused by the wind chill last night.

He glanced at Wu Min out of the corner of his eye.

Although Wu Minzhi tried his best to stay calm, his gloom was still clearly visible.

When he looked at her, who did he see?

Who's in your heart?

Mrs. Wei Guo, or Wu Ruyue?

"You don't want to know, who is sick?" Wu Minzhi spoke, and no emotion could be heard in his voice.

He was so distracted that he didn't want to speak. But if he didn't say something and sat here thinking nonsense, he was afraid that he would lose his temper.

Ming Wen took a sip of tea.

"For Ming, all the sick people are patients, and they are just patients. As for who the surname is, men, women, and children, it is not within the scope of Ming's concern. He was a little weak-hearted, so he added the latter sentence like a snake, but he couldn't hear the emotion in his voice.

Wu Minzhi suddenly laughed.

"The heart of the healer's parents?" This time, his laughter was full of mockery.

"If it were really your child, would you sit here and drink tea with me?" His gaze was like a knife, but he did not look at literature, but looked into the distance.

Ming literature is still calm: "A doctor can only cure diseases, not lives." ”

Wu Minzhi laughed again.

"...... this," he put the teacup on the table, "Ming Literature is still left to coax ghosts, but I don't believe it." If you are sick today, if it is the two in the palace," he looked at Ming Wenxue and smiled slightly, "I dare not guarantee anything else, just this sentence, does Ming Wenxue dare to say it?" ”

Ming Wenxue smiled bitterly, but he was also very frank: "Ming doesn't dare." ”

Wu Minzhi sneered and did not speak again.

Ming Wenwen knew his heart disease, and he had never been an eventful person. I didn't want to be nosy, but when I thought of Wu Ruyue, I hesitated for a moment, but decided to say a few more words.

He turned the teacup and said slowly: "Healers are also human beings, perhaps because they have seen too much of the impermanence of life, so they are more life-sparing than ordinary people. ”

Wu Minzhi sighed: "Ming literature is really frank. ”

Ming Wenxue looked at Wu Minzhi calmly: "Ming has always been cautious, and he is frank once or twice in a while, but it depends on the object. ”

Wu Minzhi looked at him for a moment and looked away: "Should I be honored?" ”

Ming Wenwen didn't speak, just let out a long sigh.

Wu Minzhi heard him sigh, but still just sighed.

"In front of those two people in the palace, is Ming Wenxue also so frank?" He looked calm, but asked very politely.

Ming Wenwen's gaze flickered slightly.

"Ming doesn't dare." He admits it cheerfully.

But the world said...... Not only the world, as far as I know, the two in the palace have always been highly appreciative of the courage of Ming literature. His words seemed to be praising literature, and the smile on his lips did not seem to be praising at all.

"Dare to speak? Ming Wenwen himself felt ridiculous, "You also know that as long as you are willing, it is actually very simple to speak out." ”

It's just what it likes.

Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, who is really outspoken?

Those of the same kind who are all kinds of bull B booms in their autobiographies? If they really reached the pinnacle of life, he felt that there was only one possibility: they were just imaginary, and they had crossed a handful of fakes.

Wu Minzhi picked up the teacup and was silent.

"The saint likes to hear what he wants to hear, but the queen likes to hear a few words of truth." Ming literature seems to be talking to itself.

"Nobody likes to hear the truth." Wu Min raised his eyebrows.

Ming Wenwen did not deny it, he nodded and said: "Indeed, no one likes to hear the truth. "The queen is not out of the way.

But the queen has one advantage that no one else has, and she will allow you to remain silent if you don't want to say something against your will.

Based on this alone, Ming Literature believes that she is much stronger than other feudal rulers.

"It's just that the queen is a woman, some people say that it's a pity that the queen is a woman, according to Ming, fortunately, the queen is a woman. She has the courage of not losing to men, and she also has the unique sensitivity of women. Delicate and observant, and perfunctory in front of her......," he shook his head, "it's better to tell the truth." ”

Hearing Ming Literature praise the queen without hesitation, Wu Minzhi couldn't help frowning.

"You're talking too much." He said lightly.

Ming Wen was silent for a moment.

"I've always wanted to talk to you, but ......"

Wu Minzhi cut off his words: "Spare your life? I thought that you healers had seen too much life and death, and they had already become numb. ”

Ming Wen sighed: "The ants are still stealing their lives, not to mention, Ming is not a serious doctor." ”

Wu Minzhi snorted.

"You've always been cautious, why didn't you come uninvited today?" He knew that he might have thought too much, but those past events were in his heart, and he couldn't help but think about them.

Ming Wen laughed: "You also know that those ...... in Jingzhongtai Hospital Serious doctors are always unaccustomed to Ming's sideways. Therefore, my favorite thing to do is to heal the sick that they can't. ”

Wu Minzhi heard him say this, and then looked at his relaxed face, and knew that Wu Ruyue should be fine.

He was relieved, but he couldn't help but ask: "Are you sure?" ”

Ming Wen said: "Otherwise, how could Ming drink tea here safely?" ”

Wu Minzhi stared at him for a long time, and finally completely relieved.

"What's wrong with your face?" He was finally in the mood to care about him.

Ming Wenwen chuckled, and listened to the voice very pleasantly: "I was accidentally bitten by a rabid dog." ”

In addition to the moon slaves, there are also dogs that patrol and keep vigil in Zhaoling, but these dogs are very spiritual and docile to people who can enter and leave Zhaoling normally, and there has never been an incident of injury.

Wu Minzhi was puzzled, but he just said "oh".

Ming Wenwen seemed to know what he was thinking, and explained with a smile: "It's Ming's carelessness." ”

Wu Minzhi said with a smile: "I didn't expect that there would be rabid dogs in this Zhaoling, and I didn't expect that Ming Wenxue was injured by rabies as soon as he arrived in Zhaoling." Can the mausoleum order know about this? ”

Ming Wenxue was a little short of breath when he laughed: "Since it is a certain carelessness of Ming, why should you alarm the Ling Ling?" When it causes panic among the female dependents, it will not be beautiful. ”

Wu Minzhi nodded and said, "Ming literature is really ...... But Ming literature hurts...... A rabid dog is indeed a rabies. ”