Doctor Fan saw that Chen Fengning was having fun, a bun face was smiling, his eyes were shining, and he refused: "You can play by yourself, I'll talk to your sister about something." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Chen Fengning pursed his lips, lowered his head, and his tone was a little lost: "Ao, then I'll play by myself!" As he spoke, he lifted the quilt that had sunk into the quilt with one hand, flicked the rabbit's head with his hand, and then attracted his attention to the rabbit again.

The rabbit was forced to be ruthless, and pounced on Chen Fengning's body with a snap. Chen Fengning hugged the rabbit, and the rabbit's face was towards Chen Fengning's chest, probably suffocated, struggling desperately. Chen Fengning watched the rabbit struggle, let go of his hand, the rabbit looked at Chen Fengning stupidly with red eyes, Chen Fengning also stared at the rabbit, and then took the rabbit into his arms and laughed.

Doctor Fan originally came to see Chen Fengning's lost appearance, and was still struggling with whether to put down the shelf and tease the rabbit with him, when he heard Chen Fengning's laughter, the trace of entanglement in his heart also dissipated.

Seeing that his younger brother couldn't get out of bed and walk, his spirit was much better, and he was relieved.

Doctor Fan was still worried about Xie Jingtian's explanation to take the pulse of the county lord of Anping, so he said loudly: "County lord, your residual poison has not been eliminated, let the old man give you a pulse." ”

The county lord of Anping thought about it and agreed. Doctor Fan frowned, put one hand on the pulse of the right hand of the county lord of Anping, stroked his beard, and said suspiciously: "Strange, really strange, the county lord's poison comes and goes quickly!" It's weird! Then he muttered that he wanted to write a letter to his junior brother.

The county lord of Anping was puzzled and was about to ask what was strange, and Qingzhi came in from outside. She lowered her head, and when she looked at it from the perspective of the county lord of Anping, she could see a thin white neck. Her voice was not loud, but she happened to interrupt the county lord of Anping's train of thought: "Miss, this is a letter from the third uncle's order to be sent quickly." After speaking, he held the letter in both hands and handed it to the county lord of Anping.

The county lord of Anping opened the letter and read it, his face changed several times, and finally he sighed in vain. Qingxue she, after all, still lived up to her trust! The dark brown eyes of the county lord of Anping were filled with a layer of mist at this time. In the end, it is a maid who has served him for a long time, how can he have no feelings?

The county lord of Anping remembered that when he first met Qingxue, it was a snowy weather, and his mother held the little Qingxue, pointed at her and said to Qingxue that she would be your master in the future, and then said to the county lord of Anping that she would be your maid in the future. The lord of Anping only knew that the cute little girl in front of her was going to be her maid, and she was very happy at that time, and finally had a playmate, and this companionship was more than ten years. Qingxue accompanied her to go into the water to touch fish, go up to the tree to dig out birds' eggs, and accompany herself to kneel in the ancestral hall, and such a person will eventually leave herself.

"County Lord, your poison comes and goes strangely, although I have prescribed you a prescription, but the power of this medicine is ......" Doctor Fan frowned, the improvement of the county lord of Anping was far from his expectations, it was really strange.

The letter from Uncle Chen said that Qingxue was also involved in poisoning himself, and he did not go into details.

The county lord of Anping pretended that Qingxue had betrayed him in his head, and when he listened to Dr. Fan's words, he couldn't hear it very seriously, so he only felt that his head was buzzing. When Qinghe saw the county lord of Anping like this, she knew that she would definitely not be able to listen to the words at this time, so she reminded the county lord of Anping in a low voice: "Miss, Doctor Fan is talking to you, you come back to your senses." ”

The county lord of Anping turned his head and looked at Doctor Fan blankly: "Doctor Fan, what were you talking about just now?" Her mind was still immersed in Qingxue's betrayal of herself.

"County Lord, I'm afraid there are other poisons on your body, but the old decay medical skills are limited, I'm afraid I can't cure it, so I can only give you some medicine to suppress the onset of toxicity." Dr. Fan pondered the words and stated this fact. He stared at his hands and sighed: "After all, I haven't practiced by myself, otherwise I ......" I made a bet with my junior brother that if I encountered a poison that I couldn't decompose, I would no longer practice medicine, but I didn't expect to lose so quickly and so completely. These hands, I'm afraid they will never touch herbs again.

The county lord of Anping was stunned for a while, but he didn't expect that he was still poisoned by several poisons, and asked: "This poison is so difficult to solve, even Doctor Fan, are you incurable?" His pupils dilated instantly, and his dark brown eyes were filled with confusion and fear.

"The county lord doesn't need to be nervous, the old man will repair a book to his junior brother today, and let him set off to show you. I don't know what kind of poison you have now, but I can still help the county lord suppress one or two. Dr. Fan's face looks much more vicissitudes than before, originally there were a few black hairs on his head that could be found in the white hair, but now he couldn't even find a single black hair, the so-called instant white head is nothing more than that.

The corners of the county lord of Anping rose at the corner of his lips, and his small face was a little smiling: "Thank you Dr. Fan, I don't know who Dr. Fan's junior brother is?" "Although the county lord of Anping is a little ridiculous and willful, his life is at stake, and he is still nervous.

"The old junior disciple is ruthless, and the master's closed disciple has good medical skills. He practiced medicine everywhere and his whereabouts were uncertain. Writing a letter to my junior brother this time, I don't know when there will be a reply, I hope the county lord will forgive me. Dr. Fan knew that the little girl in front of him must be very scared, so he explained it at one time. Although I couldn't bear it, I still told the truth.

Then he said to the county lord of Anping: "The prescription prescribed by the old decay can still suppress the toxicity for the county lord, but the cure will not be until my junior brother comes."

The county lord of Anping thanked Dr. Fan and knew that this was the only way. The younger brother fell from the horse, the father went on the expedition, Qingxue betrayed, and he was poisoned several times, and one thing after another made the county lord of Anping exhausted.

I pretend to be in my heart, and I don't even feel good when I look at the sun outside, and I feel irritable even when the birds chirp. A few novices walked in front of the eyes of the county lord of Anping, their steps leisurely and adaptable, and their words and smiles. But in the eyes of the county lord of Anping, these are so impetuous.

The county lord of Anping returned to his room, and the whole person lay on the bed, his face buried deep in the pillow, and said angrily: "Qinghe, you burned the letter for me, and it was annoying to look at it." ”

"Miss, are you burning both?" Qinghe saw that the county lord of Anping was in a bad mood, but he still asked this sentence. also persuaded: "The letter given by Miss Zhao is burned, I'm afraid it's inappropriate, I don't know what the mystery is." ”

Where would the county lord of Anping still think about the mystery at this time, but a depression gushed out in his heart: "If you are told to burn, burn it, where did you come from so much nonsense?" As he spoke, he lifted his face from the quilt, frowned, and looked at Qinghe unhappily.

Qinghe was reprimanded by the county lord of Anping yesterday, and she had not yet untied the knot, but this morning she also endured her temper, helped the county lord of Anping to do things, and helped her find steps. Now, the county lord of Anping lost his temper with himself again, and Qinghe couldn't help but sink his face. But in his hand, he still burned two letters according to what the county lord of Anping said.

Carrying out the brazier, he lit a letter and threw it in, and the letter quickly burned clean, and just as he threw the second letter into it, the fire roasted the letter, and the white wordless letter suddenly surfaced a few words.

Qinghe was shocked: "Miss, look! There are words on this letter! ”