Sigh.

"If the eleventh master can get healthy, the young master will have the heart to think about something else, right now-"

His words made Dark Er silent.

Oh, yes.

Compared to the love of children.

Right now, the young master of their family is more concerned about the health of the eleventh master and things related to the Ji family.

The revenge cannot be avenged, and the young master is afraid that he has no heart to think about anything else, and he has no heart to study anything else.

However, revenge is very dangerous all the way, and you must always leave some blood for the Ji family to feel more at ease.

Otherwise, if something happens to the young master, then the Ji family, their general's family will really be destroyed.

An inexplicable silence circulated between the dark and the dark.

The two looked at each other and stopped talking.

Si Ruan's temperament seems to be unreliable.

But the medical skills are absolutely top-notch.

However, after a few days of recuperation, as well as the replenishment of various decoctions, Lan Qizhao could already say something vaguely, and his eyes could see things.

This appearance almost made everyone cry with joy.

And the young man, who has been cold and indifferent all year round, also has a little more peace and joy in his expression.

He really didn't expect that Ah Zhao would be able to recover to this point.

The eyes may be able to see again, but the tongue is not.

This doesn't need to be said, he knows it.

But I didn't expect that these impossibilities would be completed so easily in the hands of that person.

This made him happy, but also a little more complicated than inexplicable.

"Brother—"

looked at Ji Tan, who fell silent again, and even shook his head.

The young man with a lot more smiles flashed in his eyes.

Glance at the dark two who were squeezing his eyebrows at him not far away.

Remember before.

Dark Er said that his brother forcibly distorted the love of men and women into the gratitude of the fledgling plot, and he couldn't hold back his laughter.

His brother is a bit straight, commonly known as a tendon.

But he really didn't expect that this person would be like this-

It's really-

"Ahem—"

He couldn't help but laugh.

Pointing to the young man who came back to his senses, he pointed to his eyes and mouth.

There was some inexplicable promotion and banter in the smile.

"Speaking of which, I haven't thanked the girl who healed me, I don't know who her name is and where she lives. Brother, you take me to see me, I want to thank you in person, after all-"

Saying this, the young man's playful smile brought some silence and gratitude after the weather.

"If it weren't for that girl, I'm afraid I wouldn't have dreamed that I would have seen the light again and the day to speak, and I would be grateful—"

Ji Tan pursed his mouth.

Looking at his brother's wistful eyes, he was silent for a moment before nodding.

"Okay, when you're better, I'll take you to her, but-"

He paused, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and there was a subtle weirdness in his expression.

"She makes you tea, don't drink it, don't eat soup or medicine."

"Huh? Why? ”

Lan Qizhao was puzzled.

"That girl doesn't look like someone would poison me—"

"It's not."

Ji Tan shook his head, the corners of his thin lips twitched inexplicably.

"She's not very good at craftsmanship, and the things she makes taste a little-"

"Ah, that's—"

The young man suddenly realized, and said with a smile:

"Looking at my brother's expression, I want to come to the things made by that girl, the taste must be 'memorable', right?"

“……”

What is more than memorable?

It's like eternal life.

As soon as I saw the tea she brewed and the like, my mouth began to pantothenic, my stomach began to ache, and even my bones wanted to tremble.