Yingluo had doubts in her heart, and when she returned to Suzhou, she heard that Hua Tingfeng only received Le Yan two days ago, but now it is used by him, what kind of transaction made the cold beauty follow him? Yingluo didn't ask, if Hua listened to Feng Ken, then she would naturally say it.

Hua Tingfeng naturally knew that Yingluo was suspicious, but she looked at Yingluo with a smile, "Brother Yu, don't underestimate my charm." Yingluo glanced at him, knowing that Hua Tingfeng would not tell the truth, this sentence was perfunctory to her, so Yingluo just glared at him, but said nothing.

It's just that Yingluo didn't have the heart to sit down with Hua Tingfeng anymore, but said, "If the second son has nothing else to do, I will leave first, I don't have the same idle time as the second son." "Now it's time to think about it, the New Year will be in a month, but it's really a headache when something happens at this time.

Hua Tingfeng knew that Yingluo needed to calm down at the moment, so she didn't hold back, "Then Brother Yu will go slowly, I won't send it, but Brother Yu can consider my suggestion." Yingluo nodded, took the purple hairpin, and went directly out of the mansion of the flower and the wind.

Sitting in the carriage, Yingluo closed her eyes, and her head hurt again, she just reached out and pressed the acupuncture points on her brain, and Zichai on the side paid attention, because it was in the carriage, she was not convenient to help Yingluo, but just said, "Miss, you have a bad headache these days, otherwise please ask Dr. Ji to go to the house to have a look." ”

Yingluo didn't object, just nodded, indeed, these days, the headache has become more cracking, it should be that there have been a lot of troubles recently.

Outside the mansion, Yingluo and Zichai got out of the carriage, but Yingluo returned to the courtyard first, and Zichai went to Dr. Ji's hospital to call him. As soon as Yingluo returned to the house, Zichai arrived with Dr. Ji.

Dr. Ji often diagnoses Yingluo's illness, so Zichai directly took Dr. Ji to the outside room, and Yingluo sat at the table. Zichai walked behind Yingluo, and Doctor Ji took a step forward and arched his body towards Yingluo, "Miss." ”

Yingluo nodded, "The headache has been worse in the past few days, I want Dr. Ji to take a look and prescribe a side medicine." Doctor Ji answered, walked to Yingluo's side, opened the medicine box, and put the cotton pillow on the table, Yingluo stretched out her hand and put her wrist on the cotton pillow.

Doctor Ji's hand slowly rested on Yingluo's vein, but his eyebrows were wrinkled deeply, and he was really a little anxious in Zichai's eyes, and asked, "Doctor Ji, how is Miss's body?" ”

Doctor Ji put down his hand, shook his head, and said softly, "Miss didn't take the old man's words to heart." Three years ago, when I first diagnosed the pulse, the old man told Miss Sù that it was not advisable to do more than Lao Si, and now Miss is sick again. After hearing this, Yingluo just calmly stretched out her hand back and said, "How can I not worry about this disease?" ”

Listening to Yingluo's words, Dr. Ji was silent, how important is appearance to a woman, but now this disease has ruined this beauty, for three days, he has been observing Yingluo's illness, but this illness is so surprising, silently devouring the porcelain-like skin, and more and more strict, Yingluo can hold on is not easy, he has studied the past three years, but there is no eyebrows at all, if it goes on like this, he dare not think.

Yingluo shook her head, a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she hid in the corner of the wall for three days, as if she had shed all the tears of her life, she was afraid that no one could get close to her, looking at her cheeks in the bronze mirror, she smashed everything in the house, she didn't know, why God was so cruel, ruined a good person, she had never done anything wrong! It's been better in the past two years, and she only started to take over her father's business this year, but when she was slowly getting better, someone appeared in front of her, making her unhappy.

Although Yingluo was wearing a mask now, she saw her pain from her pursed lips, and Dr. Ji looked at it and hesitated, not knowing whether his guess was good or bad for her.

Yingluo closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and gradually calmed herself, and then looked over, but Doctor Ji's face was hesitant, "Doctor Ji, just say anything you want." ”

Doctor Ji gritted his teeth and finally said, "In the past two years, the old man has become more and more suspicious, and Miss is not a disease. ”

"What?" Yingluo's hand shook, but the tea in her hand fell to the ground. Zichai hurriedly tugged Yingluo's hand to check if it was burned. It's just that Yingluo didn't care, she was still a little flustered, the words not illness lingered in her ears, but after a while, she shook her head, impossible, she had no grievances with people in the house when she was a child, and no one could harm her.

Seeing that Yingluo calmed down, Dr. Ji knew that Yingluo probably didn't believe it, how could a young child have a grudge against others? It's just that this disease came for no reason. He can't explain it. "It's because the old man's medical skills are not good, and he can't solve the confusion of the young lady."

Yingluo didn't mean to blame, but said, "Doctor Ji is good for me, but this can't be said in vain, don't say that I had no grudges with people when I was young, and my father's personality is also known to everyone in Chang'an City, which is impossible." ”

Doctor Ji nodded, didn't say anything, just said, "The old man prescribes a prescription for Miss, and temporarily alleviates Miss's headache, but Miss still tries not to let her heart be too depressed, I'm afraid it will get worse and worse." Doctor Ji told Yingluo what she had seen so far, and only in this way could she be careful.

Yingluo said yes, and asked Zichai to send Dr. Ji out, and went to the pharmacy to grab medicine by the way.

After the two walked out, Yingluo was the only one left in the house. Yingluo sat on the stool and didn't move, just thinking about Dr. Ji's words, since that time three years ago, she almost didn't dare to think about the previous things, because of Dr. Ji's words, she held back the fear in her heart, and slowly recalled the day before the onset of the disease, it was a month after Qi Xu left, her thoughts became even deeper, she took Zichai to the Great Ci'en Temple secretly, stood under the tree behind the Ci'en Pagoda for a long time, and then returned to the house, who knew that at night her body was torn painfully, and the skin on her face seemed to be cracked, Daddy came to see her, but he fainted on the spot, and then woke up and saw himself in the bronze mirror, and his heart seemed to be suffocated.

From this point of view, this disease really came on suddenly, and it also came strangely. But if it's not a disease, then what is it? Who would come to harm her? It's all a no-brainer to think about, but under Dr. Ji's words, Yingluo's heart is no longer calm, and the grievances that have been suppressed in the past three years suddenly poured out to make her unbearable, and all she thinks about in her mind is why her face has become like that, and who wants to harm her, but unconsciously this thought occupies all her thoughts.

Her hand tugged hard at the handkerchief in her hand, pulling it tightly, venting all her hatred and resentment on it, her fingers were slightly red, and her fingernails didn't feel anything when they picked at her skin.

Zichai sent Dr. Ji back, pushed open the door and saw Yingluo's appearance, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull Yingluo's fingers, "Miss, if you let go, it will hurt yourself." ”

Yingluo was unheard of, her two hands were still tightly pulled, Zichai finally pulled Yingluo's hand away, took a deep breath, and then looked at Yingluo's face, what flowed down the mask were Yingluo's tears. She knew that the young lady was really in pain now, and it hurt her heart.