"Uncle Yin, go to Divine Doctor Yin!" Returning to his previous state, Zhao Ziqing stood up from his seat.

"Yes!" Uncle Yin sighed slightly in his heart and followed closely behind Zhao Ziqing.

An hour later!

By the time Zhao Ziqing arrived, Zhuang Zihao had already left and was wandering around the streets.

"Ziqing, Brother Zhuang is saved, haha......" In Yin Shen's medical room, Qi Cheng laughed and looked at Zhao Ziqing who came in, and smiled excitedly.

"Hmm!" Zhao Ziqing looked at the tall and handsome man in front of him like a child who had got sugar, but his handsome face was full of silver threads, and he was moved.

"Shut up, what's the call, I don't know my master is making medicine!" A seven or eight-year-old medicine boy standing in a room guarding the door glared fiercely at Qi Cheng, who was making a loud noise, and scolded him dissatisfiedly.

"Huh!"

Qi Cheng closed his mouth in embarrassment and scratched his head wryly.

"Hmph~" The little medicine boy snorted coldly, closed his eyes and silently guarded the door where his master was making medicine.

"Hehe~" Qi Cheng smiled awkwardly and turned his head to stare at Zhao Ziqing.

"No, Ziqing, why did you come here? Didn't Uncle Yin go to you first? Looking at Ziqing, who was smiling with his eyebrows, Qi Cheng raised his eyebrows and asked.

"White Frost!" Zhao Ziqing calmly spit out two words.

"Understood, understood, brother has worked hard for you!" Qi Cheng patted Zhao Ziqing's shoulder sympathetically, with a look of understanding in his eyes.

Who doesn't know the eldest lady of the Bai family in the imperial city!

In their generation, they are all existences that dare not provoke, except for those few special existences!

"Get out of the way!" Zhao Ziqing glanced at the hand that was patting him on the shoulder, his face full of disgust.

"I'll go, Ziqing, what kind of expression are you!" comprehending his brother's disgusted look, Qi Cheng instantly exploded!

"Disliked!" Zhao Ziqing took a step back, his expression was natural.

"Puff......" The little medicine boy couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the scene in front of him.

"Hmph......" was seen as a joke by the little medicine boy, Qi Cheng hugged his chest with both hands, snorted coldly at Zhao Ziqing, and pouted!

……

"Crunch-" A small sound of the door opening sounded.

Inside the door, a handsome man was lying asleep, his ears moving, and his eyelids trembling slightly.

Zhuang Zijie listened to the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, and a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand hidden under the quilt.

And he was pretending to be asleep at this time.

"Do it!" A gloomy voice came to mind from Zhuang Zijie's bedside.

"Sacrifice, or forget it!" The man in the blue brocade shirt turned his head to look at the man in black next to him.

"Huh! Never mind!? Hey, after so many years, you are still so naïve, what I want, how can I forget it, I ...... it" The man in black laughed coldly.

The man in black greedily stared greedily at the handsome and extraordinary man lying on the bed in front of him, and the corners of his mouth hooked an arc.

"Sacrifice, wake up, stop being obsessed, it's impossible for you to be with him! Don't take the lives of innocent people for your personal feelings, wake up!! He looked at the sleeping man's appearance, chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly stopped the sacrifice he was trying to do.

"Impossible! 桀桀桀~" The sacrifice lifted the sword aside, stared at the familiar face stupidly, and stretched out his hand unconsciously.

But at the moment when he was about to touch it, everyone was pulled up, and his body was immediately away from the person on the bed.