Uncle Xun followed Wang Qingyi into the room and closed the door by the way. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Qingyi raised his eyes to look at the blurred figure behind the screen, reached out to untie his coat while bypassing the screen, and handed it to Uncle Xun who followed behind him.

Bypassing the screen, Wang Qingyi saw Yin Qianfan leaning on the side of the bed at a glance, his face was as pale as gold paper, he leaned lightly on the side of the bed, his eyes were slightly closed, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the cyan eyelids.

Seems to be extremely tired, he snored slightly, and Wang Qingyi took a light step.

On the small couch outside, the doctor put up his hand and fell asleep deeply, and Wang Qingyi walked towards him.

There was a small table on the couch, tea blue, and there was smoke on the small incense burner of the Rui Brain Golden Beast, Wang Qingyi walked over, sat down softly, gently lifted the lid of the incense burner, reached out and gently flicked the spices, and then raised his hand to cover the lid.

As soon as he entered, he smelled a strong fragrance, and although he did not lack money for this spice, spices were not used in this way, and he could not bear it.

The fragrance in the room really faded a lot.

He gently swiped his fingers stained with incense ash and said, "Wake up the doctor," and at the end of the day, he seemed to think of something, and then said, "Tap."

Uncle Xun replied softly, stepped forward and patted the doctor on the shoulder.

When the doctor woke up in a daze, what he saw was Wang Qingyi's cold face, his black and white eyes looked at him without the slightest wave, and at the same time, there was no emotion, no joy or sorrow.

With his fingertips lightly clasping the small table, Wang Qingyi said softly, "Tell me about his injuries." ”

Sweeping away the confusion that had just woken up, the doctor woke up suddenly, knelt at Wang Qingyi's feet and said, "It's really a sin for the little one to not know the arrival of the son." He was an orphan, it was the Wang family who saved his life, and seeing that he had a talent for studying medicine to pass on his medical skills, he didn't know what to do, but he knew that what he had to do was to sacrifice everything for the Wang family. With such a humble attitude, he was sent to take care of the young and sick seventh son of the Wang family.

He didn't dare to slack off on Wang Qingyi, even a little, in his opinion, it was an unforgivable mistake. His shoulders trembled slightly, and he was so annoyed that he didn't know what to do, and at that moment, he heard Wang Qingyi's voice.

"It's okay, you get up and talk back, remember to tap"

Wang Qingyi seemed to be quite dissatisfied with his actions, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He stood up and secretly looked at Wang Qingyi sitting on the couch, only to see Wang Qingyi drooping his eyes, not saying a word, his face was indifferent, as if he didn't care much about the person lying on the couch.

He was very confused and didn't understand Wang Qingyi's attitude at this time. However, there is no need for him to know Wang Qingyi's plans, his duty is only to take care of his body and obey him. He is just a slave of the Wang family, and he can't speculate on his master's thoughts, nor can he speculate on his master's thoughts.

As a slave, he should have the appearance of a slave, this kind of truth, he has understood since he was a child.

Don't ask, don't speak, don't delusion, don't overstep.

And this is also the reason why Wang Qingyi's grandfather sent him to Wang Qingyi's side.

He calmed down a little, lowered his voice and said, "That child's injuries have been treated, there are no fatal injuries, and you can heal after careful care for a month or two." ”

Wang Qingyi knew that most of the injuries on Yin Qianfan's body were abrasions and whiplashes, as well as frostbite and slight knife wounds. Wang Qingyi thought of Yin Qianfan's wound he saw in the carriage yesterday, and sighed in his heart, the Chu family was really ruthless.

"Well, I know, you go down and rest first, I'm here to guard." Wang Qingyi waved his hand to the doctor, he knew that the doctor had been busy all night to deal with Yin Qianfan's injuries, and now he must be very tired, it is useless to stay here, it is better to send him away.

The doctor did as he was told.

The room fell into silence, the charcoal fire in the furnace burned, and the sound was now very obvious, Wang Qingyi raised his eyes and looked at Yin Qianfan on the bed in the middle of the room, as if he was thinking about something, Uncle Xun stood aside respectfully, bowing his head.

Time passed quietly, Wang Qingyi still didn't say a word, and Uncle Xun was full of thoughts, he wanted to ask Wang Qingyi whether he would take Yin Qianfan or send him out of Zhuangzi when Yin Qianfan woke up, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his mouth.

He knew that Yin Qianfan was definitely a trouble, and it might bring trouble to the Wang family, but when he saw the child for the first time, he felt distressed, he wanted to save him, and wanted him to have a stable childhood. Since following Wang Qingyi's biological father, he has not been so inexplicably kind for a long time.

Maybe he wants to accumulate virtue for his son, or maybe he is old and his heart has become soft.

But no matter what, even if he wanted to keep Yin Qianfan, he had to listen to Wang Qingyi's orders, and if Wang Qingyi decided not to stay, he had no choice but to send Yin Qianfan away.

And Wang Qingyi's thoughts, what he planned, Uncle Xun didn't know. Wang Qingyi's indifferent face hid all his emotions in the dark, Uncle Xun couldn't see through Wang Qingyi, even if Wang Qingyi was just a six-year-old child.