When he returned to his residence, he saw a familiar figure waiting for him in the distance.

Fu Ruolan's heart was overjoyed, and she walked over quickly.

"Menghua, why did you come out?" These days, Menghua's body is getting better little by little, and Fu Ruolan has some feelings in her heart when she sees her waiting for her.

"How about resting in bed if you don't have a good night's rest? It's a cold night, so what if you get cold again? ”

Although the two of them are in a master-servant relationship, Fu Ruolan's concern for Menghua is true. Hearing that Fu Ruolan cared so much about herself, Menghua's eyes were hot, and tears of emotion almost flowed out.

Although Menghua's body is still a little weak, it is no problem to get out of bed and move around.

After regaining consciousness, Menghua knew that it was the master of his family who saved him, and he was moved in his heart and hated himself for causing trouble to his master.

Now that Fu Ruolan cares so much about herself, Menghua's voice trembled and she called: "Master."

"Let's go in first." Fu Ruolan was also tired and entered the room with Menghua.

A table of dishes had already been prepared, and Fu Ruolan glanced at Menghua suspiciously.

"It's for you, General Wind." Menghua said: "General Feng knows that you have worked hard in the past few days, so he specially prepared it for you."

Fu Ruolan didn't bother to guess whether Feng Ming was prepared for himself or for Menghua. She was indeed tired and hungry now, so she ate unceremoniously.

"Let's move the chopsticks."

"Hey." Menghua responded sweetly, looking at Fu Ruolan's eyes shining.

"Master, the slave and maid heard that you cured the plague in the country of Uxi, you are really amazing." Menghua couldn't help but praise: "This Wuxi country owes you a big favor."

"What is unkind, as long as the people's lives are not hard, I will be at ease." Fu Ruolan said and sent a chopstick dish to her mouth.

Menghua filled a bowl of porridge with Fu Ruolan, and kept talking: "From the perspective of slaves and maids, there is no one in the world who is kinder than you, master."

Listening to Menghua boasting about himself like this, it was sweeter than those thankful people during the day. She stretched out a finger and tapped Menghua's forehead: "You girl, you have a sweet mouth and a clever mouth."

"Hey, hey." Menghua grinned: "The slave is just telling the truth."

"Slaves and maids have heard that this plague occurs from time to time among the nations, and every few decades there is an outbreak of plague in a place."

Menghua said seriously: "Now master, you have developed a method to cure the plague, which will benefit not only the country of Wuxi, but also the countries in various places on this continent."

As soon as these words came out, even Fu Ruolan was a little surprised. Can she really do this to make such a big impact and save so many lives?

Fu Ruolan was a little shocked in her heart, and then stabilized again. After that, and how others evaluate themselves, it is already a matter for the future.

"I really didn't think that much." Fu Ruolan said.

To others, it seems that this has nothing to do with Menghua, but Menghua is proud of the Lord, thinking that her master is powerful, and she also feels glorious.

"Menghua, I suddenly remembered that in the past few days when you were seriously ill, there was a person who had been afraid of you." Fu Ruolan said with a winked eyebrow at Menghua.

"Huh? Why, master, don't tease me. Menghua waved his hand, looking disbelieving.

Fu Ruolan gently slapped Menghua with her elbow: "You tell the truth, you really don't know?"

Menghua still looked dazed.

"Well, since you don't know, I'll tell you." Fu Ruolan no longer teased Menghua, but asked directly: "Did you and Feng Ming know each other before?" He's very unusual to you. ”

Hearing Fu Ruolan say this, Menghua's face turned red. But she didn't remember that she and Feng Ming knew each other, so she replied, "The two of us shouldn't know each other."

"But he said you were like a friend of his childhood."

Menghua thought about it carefully, but she didn't have any impression of her childhood memories: "Master, I can't remember." I don't have any memories of my childhood, and I don't know if it's because I have a bad memory or what......"

Hearing Menghua say this, Fu Ruolan believed it. She believed what Menghua said, but she was a little concerned about Menghua's loss of childhood memories.

Regarding Menghua's life experience, Fu Ruolan sent his subordinates to investigate, but no useful information came out of the investigation.

Fu Ruolan vaguely guessed that Menghua's life experience was not simple, if it was really Feng Ming's childhood partner, then Menghua was very likely to be from Wuxi.

She thought a lot in her heart, but no matter how much she was, she couldn't figure it out. Fu Ruolan shook her head gently, thinking that when fate arrived, she would know Menghua's life experience.

"Anyway, General Feng's attitude towards you is not ordinary, I'm afraid it's ......" Fu Ruolan's words didn't come out, just half a sentence had already made Menghua, who was still a little weak and pale, blush.

"Master, don't talk about it." Menghua fidgeted and pinned his head to the side.

Seeing this, Fu Ruolan knew that Menghua was really shy, so she stopped teasing her.

"Okay, okay, let's eat quickly, I won't tease you." Fu Ruolan also ate almost all the kung fu between talking and funny.

"It's not early, I'm going to continue to administer needles tomorrow, so I'll go to rest first." In the past few days, Fu Ruolan has been really tired.

Now seeing that Menghua's body has gradually recovered, and the plague has gradually been controlled, she has also relaxed a lot.

This night, she slept soundly.

After Fu Ruolan got up, she hurriedly had breakfast as she had done a few days ago and went to the clinic outside the city, where people were already waiting for people.

Yesterday's fatigue was flashed by Fu Ruolan, and today she rekindled her fighting spirit and continued to move.

The people specially sent by Feng Ming to maintain order, although there are many people, there are also rules.

Everyone waited in line for treatment, and the process was long but hopeful.

"Hey, you're in line, why are you going straight ahead?" Someone in the long queue voiced their displeasure.

Fu Ruolan was so busy looking for acupuncture points that she didn't have time to take care of it.

I only heard the voice of dissatisfaction getting louder and louder: "What's the matter with you?" Do you understand first-come-first-served? ”

The guards who maintained order also made a voice: "This son, please line up first."

Then there was a voice that made people feel like a spring breeze: "I'm not seeing a doctor."

"Why are you here without seeing a doctor?" I don't know who took a sip.

"I'm here to heal."

Hearing the sound, Fu Ruolan's body shook, this voice was too familiar to her.

Looking up violently, she saw Wen Mingxu, dressed in green clothes, appear in front of her.

There was a faint and gentle smile on his face as usual, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was just right, and at first glance he knew that he was a gentle and jade-like son.

"Wen Mingxu, you're here!" Fu Ruolan's face was surprised and surprised, and she was very happy in her heart.