Wei Zhao smiled at her and said, "It's going to make a big fuss, the bigger the movement, the safer I am." ”

Luo Lan thought about it for a while, and then understood what he meant.

No matter who his enemy is, what they are looking for is Han Muliu, not Wei Zhao, who has amazing medical skills, even if some people suspect in the future that Han Muliu did not die in that fire, they will not easily think that Wei Zhao is Han Muliu.

Moreover, once Wei Zhao's medical skills spread, it was a protective umbrella for him, people who eat grains and grains will always get sick, and no one dares to guarantee that they will not need a doctor, so although a doctor is a profession that is not in the stream, it is very respected.

As long as Wei Zhao's medical skills are recognized by the medical community, he will become a protective umbrella for him in the future, and if someone wants to touch him, he has to weigh it.

Thinking about this, she looked forward to the upcoming "group doctor debate", she had twelve points of confidence in Wei Zhao's medical skills, and she waited to see how everyone was shocked by his medical skills.

She breathed a sigh of relief, the gloom on her face dissipated, she believed that Wei Zhao, whether it was his life experience or medical skills, he would handle it properly.

Letting go of her thoughts, she remembered that when she left, Li Wan'er handed her the notebook, quickly took it out of her arms, handed it to Wei Zhaodao, and said, "I've finished the math problems, can you take a look?" ”

Wei Zhao took it, but he didn't open it, put it on the table, and said to the thirteen on the side: "Thirteen, you go out first." ”

Thirteen looked at Luo Lan and saw that she didn't say anything, so he retreated.

Wei Zhao waited for him to go out, got up and went to the basin at the door to clean his hands, walked back to the table and said, "This is not in a hurry, I will take a look at your wound first." ”

Luo Lan was originally a little proud, and her face that was expecting his praise suddenly turned red, covering the wound with one hand, and shaking her head again and again: "Don't look at it, don't look at it, it's completely fine." ”

Wei Zhao said: "When you left, the injury had not completely healed, don't look at me and don't worry, obedient!" ”

There was a little pampering in his tone, and with a little command, Luo Lan's face turned even redder.

When she was in the mansion, after Wei Zhao stitched her up, it was always Li Wan'er who changed her dressing, and now that the wound has completely healed, she didn't want Wei Zhao to see it, she felt very embarrassed.

Wei Zhao looked at her shy and twisted appearance, and suddenly felt good, and couldn't help but tease her: "It's not that I haven't seen it, and..." ”

Luo Lan followed his line of sight, saw where he looked, exclaimed, clasped her hands to her chest, remembering that night, she and Wei Zhao Li Wan'er were next to each other under a quilt, and his hands were still on the...

Her face turned even redder, and she couldn't help but glare at Wei Zhao fiercely.

However, her little face is flushed now, and her eyes are more moist, not only does this glance not have any deterrence, but there is a soft and strange feeling, which makes Wei Zhao's heart suddenly skip a beat.

After settling down, he suppressed the throbbing that suddenly rose in his heart, sat down opposite Luo Lan, and said, "I'll just take a look, otherwise I won't worry." ”

Seeing that he put away the frolicking appearance, Luo Lan knew that if he didn't let him take a look, he would indeed be uneasy, so he put down his arms, closed his eyes, and said righteously: "Look! ”

Wei Zhao: ......

You don't take off your clothes, what do I think?

Last time he treated his injuries, Luo Lan's clothes were already torn, Wei Zhao just tore his clothes, only the wound was exposed, and he was stitched, so he couldn't go up and tear his clothes this time, right?

Luo Lan closed her eyes, waited for a long time and didn't see any movement on the other side, squinted one eye and opened a slit, and saw Wei Zhao still sitting with the old god just now, opened her eyes, and said angrily: "Hey, don't you want to see it?" ”

Wei Zhao: "... Then I watched! ”

"Look!" After Luo Lan finished speaking, her eyes closed again, and her arms were opened.

Wei Zhao exhaled, stretched out his hand, and pushed the layer of gown she was wearing outside backwards, and the thin red gauze fell down her shoulder.

Luo Lan felt Wei Zhao's hand on her shoulder lift her coat, her heart tightened, she hurriedly wrapped her hands around her chest, opened her eyes, looked at Wei Zhao, and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Wei Zhao looked innocent and reasonable: "Take off your clothes, what do I think if you don't take off your clothes?" ”

Luo Lan's face turned red again, her lips opened slightly, and she moved, but she still bit her lip and didn't say it.

"Then I'll do it myself." Under Wei Zhao's embarrassed gaze, Luo Lan finally said.

She put her hands on her waist, bit her lip, closed her eyes and was ruthless, and with a tug, the belt tightly tied around her waist fell, and the fiery red collared skirt spread out, revealing the plain white undershirt inside.

She looked up at Wei Zhao and saw that he was looking at her with clear eyes, and then she was ruthless, and pulled her left shoulder, revealing her fair and round shoulder.

Wei Zhao had been silently reciting the Heart Purifying Mantra in his heart, and he didn't know why, when he faced Luo Lan, he often had some strange impulses, even if he didn't do anything, just a smile from hers was enough for him to sink.

But now, she lightly untied her clothes in front of her, her half-exposed shoulders, and the thin red belly straps on her shoulders, stretched to the shoulders, under the half-open clothes, looming somewhere, he only felt that the heart mantra seemed to be useless.

With a soft snort again, he put his hand on Luo Lan's shoulder, the original injury had healed, and there was only a line of white marks, shallow, and it might disappear completely in a few days.

The devil sent the gods, and his thumb touched the white line.

His fingertips were a little cold, and the wound was like a piece of ice scratching through, making Luo Lan suddenly feel a thrill, and a strange feeling rushed to the top of his head.

She looked up at Wei Zhao, her moist eyes, red lips, and ignorant doubts in her eyes made Wei Zhao almost lose control, and almost wanted to hug her into his arms and kiss her fiercely.

He tried hard to restrain himself, pulled on her clothes, covered the spring light, shook his fist, and said, "Well, the healing is very good, it seems that I have taken medicine when I go back." ”

Luo Lan hurriedly put on her clothes, leaned sideways, and didn't dare to look at Wei Zhao, just let out a random "um".

Wei Zhao only felt that the atmosphere in the room was too ambiguous, and if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to control himself, so he hurriedly got up, picked up the notebook on the table and said, "I'll go back and take a look, you go to find Wan'er first, and let her tell you about the rest of the content first." ”

After speaking, he hurriedly walked out the door.

When he went out, Su Yuancheng saw that his face was flushed and his steps were hurrying, thinking that something had happened, so he hurriedly followed him.

Back in his room, Wei Zhao asked Su Yuancheng to prepare cold water for him first, take a shower, calm down, and then start to look at Luo Lan's "homework".

Luo Lan is indeed a very smart person, in just a few days, she has learned almost the problems of junior high school mathematics, and the questions given to her by Li Wan'er are relatively difficult, but she can answer them, and some of the problems have several solutions.

After reading all the questions and confirming that there were no mistakes, he got up to find Li Wan'er and Luo Lan.