Wang Jiulang sat up, and when he saw her sitting at the head of the bed, leaning against his pillow, he understood where the fragrance just now came from.

Wang Jiulang sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath: "I have something to say, please Miss Gu avoid it." ”

Gu Chongyang's eyes darkened, and bitterness filled his heart.

Kuro was really angry. They had an agreement before, he didn't ask her secrets, and she couldn't ask about the illness.

She didn't comply, and Jiulang, who was already dissatisfied with her, didn't like her even more, maybe not just disliked, but disgusted.

Gu Chongyang glanced at Wang Jiulang, and when he saw that his eyes were closed, he felt even more uncomfortable. It turned out that he was so disgusted that he didn't even want to look at her.

She should go, and she can't stay here to be disgusted.

The sound of vain footsteps went out of the door, Wang Jiulang Fang suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Ruifeng lightly: "Say, what's the matter?" ”

Ruifeng reported the situation to Wang Jiulang just now, and Gu Chongyang returned to his room with a white face and sat on the bed in a daze.

Her dejected appearance made the hearts of Amin and Ana rise in their throats.

Wang Jiulang suddenly fell ill, and even his own young lady was helpless, it seems that this time he is more than lucky.

The two glanced at each other, and they saw worry in each other's eyes.

Amin persuaded softly: "Miss, don't worry, Ninth Master, he will be fine." ”

He'll be fine! King Rong will successfully rebel and kill the king's family, and he will lead the Tatar iron cavalry into the capital, force the puppet emperor to death, and set up a new king. He would become a monk at a young age, and choose to be cremated to death before he was forty years old.

Gu Chongyang seemed to have seen Wang Jiulang in the raging fire......

No! If she didn't know him, forget it, but God just let her be reborn and let her meet Wang Jiulang. If she can change the fate of her uncle's family, can't she change the fate of Wang Jiulang?

Even if she couldn't sway him, she should at least tell him what would happen to him in the future.

If she doesn't say it, if she chooses to be silent because he hates her, then she will have a troubled conscience for the rest of her life.

She wants to tell him all about the future, and she believes that with Jiulang's intelligence, after listening to her warning, she will definitely take precautions.

Jiulang lost his father at a young age, his mother had an affair with someone, and he had a stubborn illness on his body, he was carrying too many things, if the puppet emperor killed the Duke of Wen in the future, how painful Jiulang would be!

As long as he can suffer less pain and grow old safely, he hates her, and if he doesn't see her again, she will admit it.

Gu Chongyang showed a resolute look on his face and walked towards Wang Jiulang's room.

"Bang dang", it was the sound of porcelain falling to the ground and breaking, as well as Ruifeng's trembling cry: "Ninth Master, do you believe me......"

Gu Chongyang lifted the curtain and walked in, and said loudly as he walked: "Jiulang, this matter is not Uncle Ruifeng's fault, I know that you hate me and don't want to see me, it is because I insist on giving you a pulse, and it is not Uncle Ruifeng's business." If you punish me, punish me. I, Gu Chongyang, do things by myself, don't be angry with Uncle Ruifeng! ”

She was loud, and there was a kind of anger that was unfair for Ruifeng.

The room was lit with a lamp, and the room was bright.

Wang Jiulang sat at the table, Ruifeng bowed down and stood next to him, on the ground was a broken tea cup, and there was some tea and tea leaves.

Hearing the voice, the two people in the room looked back at her at the same time, Ruifeng's mouth moved, and he wanted to speak, but was stopped by Wang Jiulang.

In Gu Chongyang's eyes, it became Wang Jiulang punishing Ruifeng, and he was not allowed to explain.

Gu Chongyang's dissatisfaction with Wang Jiulang was even more.

She glared at Wang Jiulang sharply, and then stepped forward at a very fast speed, blocking Ruifeng behind her, with a protective posture: "Uncle Ruifeng, don't be afraid, I won't let you be punished." ”

She was very angry, how could Jiu Lang be like the ignorant women and children in the house, when he was angry, he would indiscriminately smash people with tea, Uncle Ruifeng was so good to him, he was so disappointing to Uncle Ruifeng like this.

Gu Chongyang looked at Wang Jiulang sadly and said, "If you want to punish me, punish me, I have no complaints." ”

Wang Jiulang Huo Ran stood up and sneered: "Miss Gu, if I discipline my subordinates, you will inevitably be too lenient!" Why, do you think I shouldn't punish Ruifeng, and in what capacity and in what qualifications do you have to stop me? ”

"Just because you're Madame's student? How many relatives did you help me treat? Or do you think that you saved me when I got sick just now, and you are my savior and can interfere in my private affairs? ”

Every time he asked, he took a step closer to Gu Chongyang.

Gu Chongyang's heart was cold, and he felt a burst of fear. She remembered that a year ago in Nanjing Jiming Temple, the first time they met, Wang Jiulang's eyes were the same as now, cold and sharp like a knife.

And his hand around her neck was so strong, as long as he used a little force, he could strangle her.

The feeling of danger came again, forcing her to step back step by step, until she reached the edge of the bed, and sat down on the bed without noticing.

She was scared and turned her head to look for Ruifeng, but found that Uncle Ruifeng had already left, and there were only two people in the house, her and Wang Jiulang.

She wanted to get up, but before she could stand up, Wang Jiulang had already stepped forward, bent down slightly, propped his hands on the bed, forcibly stopped her, and looked at her.

His eyes were cold, and there was a hidden anger on his face, and he looked at her as if he had never known him, like she was just an irrelevant stranger.

Perhaps, they were strangers in the first place. It was her own wishful thinking that Wang Jiulang treated her well, and thought that after a year of getting along, she had some affection with him.

When his uncle was slandered by Dou Haoxiao, he descended from heaven like a god to save her from fire and water. He was afraid that she would freeze, so he specially prepared a courtyard for her to rest. He taught her how to play with ice and gently told her how to keep her balance. When she came back from Tianjin, she bought snacks and chords in the piano room. When a snake entered her house while she was in Taihu Lake, he was the first to appear and eliminate the danger......

He was always there when she needed it most, helping her again and again.

There has never been a person like Wang Jiulang, who has given her so much shelter and warmth.

But now he looked at her indifferently like a stranger, he was angry with her, he hated her meddling, he didn't want to see her.

Maybe he was disgusted with her when he demolished the Limbo Bridge, and she should have been self-aware to stay away from him.

It was her delusional thoughts, her ignorance of current affairs, and her joy again and again because she could be close to him, thinking that as long as she didn't say it explicitly, she could stay by his side, even if she looked at him.

His indifference at the moment shattered her illusions, and he told her plainly that he hated her and did not like her to take care of his private affairs.

From now on, she had no excuse to stay, no more excuse to get close to her, not even to look at him.

In her mind, she had memories that were sweet or heart-pounding, but at the moment she only felt heartache.

The indifferent Wang Jiulang in front of her was not the one she remembered.

Gu Chongyang closed his eyes in pain, tears streaming down his cheeks.

Wang Jiulang stretched out his hand and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him, he sneered: "What, now I know that I am afraid?" ”

Gu Chongyang bit his lip to prevent himself from choking, and only stared at him with wide eyes, stubborn and lovable.

This little girl, do you know how tempting she looks like this!

Wang Jiulang suddenly let go of his hand, turned around, and mocked mercilessly: "Aren't you very bold? Didn't you take my words as wind in your ears and insist on healing me? Aren't you going to be punished for Ruifeng? Why, I haven't done anything yet, and you're scared? ”

"Is this your sincerity? Is this your bravery? Wang Jiulang was long and jade, and his black hair was still scattered, leaving only his back for her: "Miss Gu, when we met for the first time, I almost strangled you, did you forget?" ”

"If you are in charge of my business, you have to weigh whether you have the ability and whether you can withstand my punishment!" Wang Jiulang snorted coldly, pointed to the door and said, "You go, for the sake of helping me a few times before, I will treat it as if today's incident did not happen." ”

Gu Chongyang got up from the bed, walked to Wang Jiulang, and looked at him fixedly: "I won't go, I, Gu Chongyang, will treat people, and I will never give up halfway." Jiulang, you are my patient, and I must cure you. Even if you get angry, even if you punish me, I won't leave until you are cured. ”

The little girl had just cried, her wet eyes looked at him with firmness, and what she said was so serious, so persistent, that people couldn't help but be moved.

The little girl suddenly stepped forward, softened her voice, and begged in a low voice: "Jiulang, please believe me, I can cure your headache." You give me a chance, okay? I promise not to get you in trouble. ”

Her uncle's family was saved by Jiurou, and her life was also saved by Jiurou, as long as Jiurou's illness could be cured, as long as she could warn Jiurou, she was willing to die.

She can go, and from then on the day to go apart, without emotion, without warmth, like the walking dead or. She doesn't want it! She doesn't want to live in endless regrets in the future, she wants to cure Jiurou's illness, she wants Jiurou to live a long life, be healthy and healthy, and have no worries for a lifetime.

Looking at the little girl's big misty eyes, Wang Jiulang only felt that a certain string in his heart was broken with the sound of "horn".

An unprecedented warmth filled his heart, and he felt his heart come alive again, beating again, and felt his blood clamouring and rushing, boiling with pleasure.

Wang Jiulang closed his eyes, sad and happy.

How can his little girl be so kind?

He said such ugly words, deliberately provoked her, just to make her unbearable and retreat, and she didn't even give up on him, but still wanted to treat him, and stayed by his side.

How can he, Wang Jiulang, be treated like this?

Just now, Ruifeng told him with red circles in his eyes that the little girl's acupuncture and massage could stop his pain, but this time he was only in a coma for an hour, which was unprecedented.

He can let the little girl treat him, maybe there will be a turnaround.

But the little girl is Yunying's unmarried little girl, acupuncture and massage mean close contact, if the matter spreads, how will she marry in the future?

The little girl is pure-hearted and sincere, and when she sees an unrelated person, she will want to treat someone, not to mention that he has saved her uncle's family, and she will not refuse in order to repay her kindness.

But he couldn't be so selfish and couldn't ruin her reputation because of his illness. He got drunk and slighted her, and she almost committed suicide by throwing herself into the river. If they are in close contact, will the little girl have the idea of marrying him?

It's not that he doesn't want to marry, but he doesn't dare to marry.

His illness can be relieved for the time being, but can it be cured? The little girl's acupuncture and massage can cure headaches, can it cure the cold poison in his body? If the cold poison is not removed, he will not live long.

He couldn't marry her and leave her, she was a little girl like a flower, and he couldn't waste his time on him, a man who didn't live long.

So he deliberately said those words, hoping that she would stay away from her in a fit of rage.

But she didn't, she wanted to stay with him and treat him, without the slightest reluctance.

How lucky he Wang Xu was to meet this girl named Gu Chongyang.

Since he met, since she chose to stay, he would not abandon her again.

The thoughts in his mind gradually became clear and firm, but the heart in his chest became more and more intense.

Opening his eyes, Wang Jiulang had already recovered his former light breeze: "Ruifeng has already told me just now that your acupuncture can relieve my pain, so you should think about how to treat me." ”

Gu Chongyang's eyes widened and he glared at him in disbelief.

The round and wet eyes are like a cute deer, cute and well-behaved and a little confused, which makes people can't help but want to take her into their arms and love her.

Wang Jiulang was in a good mood and couldn't help but smile: "What? Don't dare to treat me? I'm afraid I'll punish you if I can't cure it? ”

"No, no, no." Gu Chongyang reacted and was excited: "I'm not afraid, I will cure you, I will definitely cure you." ”

She repeatedly reassured, nodding again and again, for fear that his remorseful appearance would make Wang Jiulang's heart soften again.

The little girl is so cute.

"In that case, let's start tomorrow." Wang Jiulang's voice was gentle, and the corners of his mouth were smiling: "Chongyang, my body will be handed over to you." ”

He called her Chongyang, not Miss Gu, not anything else, but her name - Chongyang, and he also said to give her his body.

Although he didn't mean that, Gu Chongyang felt numb in his ears when he heard it, and his heart was beating more than once.

She can treat Jiurou, she can stay with Jiurou, and Jiurou will not die young.

She felt that her heart was like a sail full of wind, so light, so full and active.

This time, she was not confused, but said in an extremely firm voice: "Jiulang, I will definitely cure your illness." ”

Gu Chongyang strode out of the door, it was already dark, but she felt that the whole world was lit up again.

Ruifeng, who had been standing outside the door, suddenly burst into tears, and there was finally hope for a cure for the ninth master's illness. God sent a Miss Gu just to save Jiulang.

In the future, the ninth master will no longer refuse Miss Gu thousands of miles away, the ninth master will no longer have to be alone, he will marry a wife and have children like a normal person, give birth to a little young lady, a little young master, he will take care of the little young masters like he takes care of the ninth master.

Ruifeng wiped his tears and showed a longing smile on his face.

Early the next morning, Gu Chongyang came to find Wang Jiulang.

"Why so early?" Wang Jiulang saw that she was carrying a box, and knew that eighty percent of it was what she was treating people, so he smiled lightly: "Don't be in such a hurry, let's eat first, and then treat slowly." ”

"No way!" Gu Chongyang's face was stern: "Treating diseases pays attention to looking, hearing and asking, getting up in the morning is the most suitable time of the day, and eating will change the tongue coating and pulse." If you are generally ill, Jiulang, you are so sick that you can't get out of the slightest, I must understand the cause of your illness accurately. ”

The little girl's brows were furrowed, her mouth was tightly pursed, and a pair of eyes swept around his face as if they could shine.

Her eyes were too presumptuous, Wang Jiulang was a little overwhelmed, he touched his nose and said, "Then don't worry, my disease is not developed in a day or two, and if you want to treat it, you can take it slowly." ”

"No way!" Gu Chongyang's expression was even stricter than just now: "Just because your illness has dragged on for too long, it must be treated immediately, the sooner the better, and you can't delay it for a quarter of an hour." ”

"Jiulang, you are full of poetry and books, and you don't need me to say the harm of avoiding medical treatment, you must also know it. I know that you young people are most afraid of taking medicine. But the good medicine is good for the disease, and the rest, you are free, but when you are cured, you must listen to me! Otherwise, you are making a joke with your own life, and you are even more disrespectful to me! ”

Master said that as a doctor, you must have the bearing of a doctor, some patients should be coaxed and persuaded, and some patients should be strict. Jiulang is so smart, she can't coax him, then he must be strict and let him know that he is powerful, so that he can obediently heal the disease.

After she said these words, she sat down on the chair with a straight face, and said with a straight face: "Sit down, I'll show you." ”

When she spoke, she looked like a stern old master, and Wang Jiulang seemed to see her grandfather alive in the study, so she couldn't help but sit down obediently.

After sitting down, I found that I was obediently like a reprimanded student, and I felt funny.

This little girl really took chicken feathers as an arrow, and couldn't help laughing.

Gu Chongyang raised his eyebrows: "Jiulang, curing is a very strict thing, and you are not allowed to smile on a hippie face." ”

"Poof", Wang Jiulang didn't laugh, it was Uncle Ruifeng at the door who couldn't help laughing.

Wang Jiulang got the evaluation of the four words hippie smiley, and his face darkened.

Gu Chongyang took out a pulse pillow from the medical box, put it on the table, and motioned for Wang Jiulang to put his arm up.

Wang Jiulang's fingers are slender and distinct, and the skin on his arms is white and thin but not delicate, giving people a kind of male strength and beauty.

Gu Chongyang's breathing was chaotic for a moment, and Fang put his finger on his vein, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

Seeing her soft white fingers on her wrists, her pearly nails round and lovely, Wang Jiulang's throat moved and turned his face to the side.

Gu Chongyang withdrew his hand, his gaze swept over her hand, and Fang froze on her face: "How?" ”

The situation is not good, Gu Chongyang said: "Open your mouth, I'll look at the tongue coating." ”

Although he knew that what she was doing was the doctor's routine, Wang Jiulang was still a little uncomfortable, but this discomfort was in his heart, and he was calm and couldn't see it at all.

The two of them sitting, Wang Jiulang was much taller than Gu Chongyang, in order to be able to see clearly, Gu Chongyang simply stood up, stretched out his hand and gently lifted Wang Jiulang's chin, and looked at the root of his tongue seriously.

Wang Jiulang condensed his voice, but his ears turned red uncontrollably. Just when he couldn't help it and wanted to brush her hand away, Gu Chongyang suddenly let go.

As soon as Wang Jiulang breathed a sigh of relief, Gu Chongyang raised his left arm and pressed it somewhere on his left elbow, a sharp pain came, Wang Jiulang frowned, but when Gu Chongyang looked up at him, he couldn't help it, and the clouds were light and light.

Gu Chongyang was surprised, pressed it again, the strength was much greater than just now, and seeing that Wang Jiulang still had no reaction, his eyes showed a little confusion: "Doesn't it hurt here?" ”

The head was slightly tilted, and the big eyes were watery, like a curious kitten.

Wang Jiulang withdrew his arm and asked his jaw: "It's a little painful." ”

Gu Chongyang continued to ask: "It's just a little painful?" ”

Wang Jiulang said casually: "Well, compared to the headache and body pain at the time of the onset, this pain is indeed nothing." What is my illness? ”

Gu Chongyang sat back in his chair: "Jiulang, your illness is very tricky. ”

After the diagnosis just now, Wang Jiulang's illness was very strict, and Gu Chongyang did not dare to prescribe medicine.

Jiulang's illness, she is only 30% sure, no, strictly speaking, only 20%. There is a 30% certainty that the headache will be cured, but Jiulang's illness is too serious and too long, and it may hinder the heirs......

Gu Chongyang was preoccupied, but his face was as relaxed as possible: "But it's not that there is no hope of a cure at all." ”

If we can know the cause of this disease, we will be able to have six or seven points of certainty, and the chances of being cured will be greatly improved.

As soon as Gu Chongyang's words came out, Wang Jiulang's eyes were obviously a little brighter than just now, but he had always been happy and angry, and only nodded lightly: "How to treat it, you can prescribe a prescription." ”

"Before prescribing a prescription, you need to tell me what your illness is caused and the cause of it."

Wang Jiulang's face fell slightly and he didn't answer.

Gu Chongyang's heart paused, this result was similar to what she expected.

Before in Nanjing, she knew that Jiulang was sick, but he was unwilling to let people treat him, and he didn't even let him mention it, either because the disease came from strangely, or because the cause would make him painful, so he tried his best to hide it.

Therefore, when Wang Jiulang wanted to find out her secret, she used the method of agitation to force Wang Jiulang to make an agreement not to interfere with each other's secrets.

Wang Jiulang, a person who is so domineering, will eventually choose to compromise, and he must have hidden an extremely painful and unspeakable thing in his heart. Just like her ignorance in her previous life, she was blinded by all the embarrassment, pain, and inability to look back.

As early as before she came to treat Wang Jiulang today, she had made a decision, she wanted to exchange her secret for Wang Jiulang's secret.

Gu Chongyang took a deep breath and said, "Jiulang, do you remember the agreement made by the two of us on the boat back to the capital last year?" ”