Chapter Seventy-Seven: First Aid
The night was bright all the way, and when Lu Zhaojin walked in across the door, Ye Youqing happily introduced himself in front of Ye Youche.
"Miss, you remember to show the second master as well." Lu Qi lowered her head and whispered, and Lu Zhaojin looked up at her blankly.
Ye Youqing is also sick?
"The second master has introduced himself thirty or forty times, and he is not half impatient, this is wrong." Midori said sneakily.
Ye Youqing's fiery temperament can indeed withstand it once or twice, and these thirty or forty times really make people feel chills down their spines.
Like a grumpy tiger suddenly turning into a docile and patient kitten, can this transformation make people tremble?
Who can hold the tiger and not suddenly burst out and bite?
"Lu Zhaojin?" Ye Youqing's eyes didn't leave his younger brother, and he only beckoned: "Come and see, why doesn't Youche speak again?" ”
Don't lose your temper anymore?
Lu Zhaojin pursed her lips, she was at fault for that incident first, it was rare that she didn't say anything sarcastic, and walked quickly to Ye Youche to check his situation.
"Mrs. Jiang, do you take all the medicine on time?"
When he received an affirmative answer, Lu Zhaojin had already dropped needles in several big points on Youche's face, carefully observed his reaction, and called: "Youche, Ye Youche?" ”
In a world of misty chaos, the first sounds.
"Youche, Ye Youche, your name is Ye Youche."
It was so soft and clear, as if a wooden window had been pushed open to isolate the flowers, and the whole world was suddenly flooded with color and sound.
There is also a faint fragrance.
Mu Ran's pupils twitched slightly, and the seventeen-year-old boy sat upright, but slowly and firmly turned to Lu Zhaojin's side.
Ye Youqing saw that his blood was boiling, but he had the first experience, and he knew that he couldn't shout, so as not to scare his younger brother who had just regained his hearing.
"There's a car." It's not loud, but it's clear, but the pitch is off.
Sure enough, what she expected was true, Ye Youche's body structure did not have any problems, but his head could not perceive various organs.
"Youche, it's Youche." Lu Zhaojin took the trouble and patiently taught him several times.
Soft, good-sounding, like to listen to.
"Youche."
If you get it right, it's even better.
"Youche."
The young man was still talking, Lu Zhaojin smiled, grabbed his hand and patted him on the chest, "Ye Youche, your name is Ye Youche." ”
"Ye Youche, your name is Ye Youche." There seemed to be a young man squatting in front of him, and he was also patting his chest to teach his younger brother: "Your name is Ye Youche, my name is Ye Youqing, you are my younger brother, how can you not know who you are?" ”
But no matter what the younger brother called, he ignored him.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
The one who calls her brother is a delicate sister, and her voice is so beautiful.
"Why are you holding this idiot?"
The little girl was only three or four years old, but her words pierced his heart more than anyone else.
"Shut up! Don't call me brother in the future! The young man shouted vigorously, pointed to the little girl and ordered: "He is your third brother!" You can only call me second brother in the future! ”
Ignoring his sister, who was crying louder and louder, and ignoring Jiang's complicated eyes, the young man ran out on a rampage.
It's as if someone has broken into my heart.
Whether it was the young man who rushed out or the girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, Ye Youqing couldn't tell the difference.
Shaking his head, Ye Youqing strode behind Lu Zhaojin.
The girl had already stood up, removed the golden needle and put it in her sleeve, and ordered, "Go and prepare another bowl of medicine, second master?" What are you doing! ”
Lu Zhaojin's frightened voice did not make Ye Youqing stop his strange movements.
His hand was still around her waist.
His face was still getting closer to hers.
Oh, my God!
Lu Zhaojin's heart pounded hard, and another powerful heartbeat also sounded in front of him, and it kept approaching.
He's crazy!
That's right!
In her previous life, when Ye Youche opened her mouth to call her brother, Ye Youqing went crazy like this, and even broke into her room that night......
"Ye Youqing!" Lu Zhaojin couldn't push him away with all her strength, the wide palm on her waist was so hot that she was surrounded by the man's powerful breath, and she couldn't even use half of her strength.
The girl even cried: "I will hate you!" ”
"Hate me?"
Ye Youqing looked down at the tearful girl in her arms, her wide eyes were about to erupt into flames.
The beautiful lips rose slightly, and coincidentally stopped in her ear, and her voice was full of amusement: "You don't think that I want to kiss you, do you?" ”
Lu Zhaojin's painful expression stopped abruptly, and Mu Ran raised his head.
He, what does he mean?
He didn't want to......
"Lu Zhaojin, how can you play so cleverly with this method of wanting to welcome and refuse?" The funny voice continued: "Master was almost deceived by you." ”
Scam? Lie to him something!
Lu Zhaojin glared, turned his head and stared at the handsome face that was close at hand.
"Don't admit it," Ye Youqing's beautiful phoenix eyes were full of pride, and her crystal pupils even reflected the girl's delicate face.
"Otherwise, why do you think that the master will promise to each other?"
He obviously just wanted to thank him, but he was embarrassed to open his mouth in front of so many people.
"I ......" Lu Zhaojin stammered, she had nothing to say because she had always been clever and eloquent.
Say what? Say what?
You can't say that you made a promise like this in your previous life!
"Snort, the master also said how capable you are, you can't look down on the position of our Ye family's concubine, and you can't look down on the master."
Ye Youqing's words were frivolous, but his hand had already been released, but the joy in his eyes was not hidden.
"It's good if not." Lu Zhaojin's cheeks flushed, and he pushed back.
What a shame!
The girl flicked her sleeves, turned around and was about to leave.
"Hey!" Ye Youqing suddenly reached out and dragged Lu Zhaojin, who was about to keep a distance from him, and hugged him in his arms: "Don't go, it's not that the master can't satisfy you." ”
Thin!
Lu Zhaojin spouted, struggling to shake off Ye Youqing's hand, but he couldn't shake it off.
"Ahh Yes! Young, young! Ye Youche, who had been sitting on the side with an expressionless face, suddenly became hideous and rushed forward, "Youche, Ye Youche!" ”
Ye Youqing was pushed away by him, but he didn't dare to fight back, and saw that the girl in his arms had been pulled by Ye Youche and almost fell.
"Lu Zhaojin!"
"Don't come here!" Lu Zhaojin screamed, desperately keeping his composure, and said slowly: "Youche, Ye Youche." ”
The young man was indeed much calmer, and soon regained his original appearance, standing in a daze, without a look.
"What's going on! Youche never hurt anyone before! ”
Ye Youqing took a step closer anxiously, and found that Ye Youche did not show any signs of rioting, so he came over.
"Where's the medicine!" Lu Zhaojin stared at Ye Youche deadly, he had long lost the previous look of shame, and his face was stern.
"It's coming!" Lu Qi brought it over, and the medicine had already been warmed, so it was quickly brought to Ye Youche's mouth.
Lu Zhaojin took the medicine bowl with his own hands, but handed it to Ye Youche's nose and gently fanned the heat with his hand.
"Princess Shizi, you hand it to the third master's mouth, and the third master will drink it himself." Mrs. Jiang was afraid that Lu Zhaojin would not be familiar with the process of feeding Ye Youche medicine, so she reminded.
Lu Zhaojin didn't do it, she carefully observed Ye Youche's expression.
The heavy bitterness made him wrinkle his nose imperceptibly, and his head turned slightly away.
The medicine bowl was handed to his lips, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned, but he still swallowed obediently.
"His senses of hearing and sound have recovered, as have his senses of sight, smell, and taste." Lu Zhaojin's face was very ugly.
"Isn't that great!" Ye Youqing didn't know why, and he wasn't sure what Lu Zhaojin was thinking.
"It's me who is wrong, it's me who is wrong!"
Clusters of angry flames burned in the girl's eyes, and she knocked over the medicine bowl with one palm.
How dare she, how dare she! (To be continued.) )