Fu Qiran lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the mobile phone screen.

The screensaver of the phone is an enlarged "Jiao" character.

He hooked his lips and said in a somewhat unfathomable tone, "I guess I found my exclusive medicine." ”

A medicine that is unique and belongs only to him.

Old Man Xia glanced at Fu Qiran strangely.

In this tone, it doesn't look like I've found medicine, but I have found my daughter-in-law.

Old Man Xia felt sour inexplicably.

"Since your body is fine, then I'll tell your grandmother."

Fu Qiran nodded and stood up.

"I'm sorry Master."

"Hmm." Old Man Xia also stood up, "Then I'll go first." ”

He turned and waved his hand, "No need to send it." ”

As the door closed, Fu Qiran sat down again.

He took out the small porcelain vase he had just put up, poured a little bit into the palm of his hand, and sniffed it.

"Chuanke, Angelica Angelica, Grass ......"

He whispered something, and after a moment wiped the anesthetic from his palm with a handkerchief.

Then he covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and a feeling of dizziness came.

Fu Qiran narrowed his eyes, and his eyes appeared in a trance for a moment.

In just a few seconds, his eyes were clear.

Fu Qiran put the handkerchief aside and shook the porcelain bottle.

This time, the effect of the medicine is really stronger than before.

Fu Qiran played with the porcelain bottle, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

There was an incomprehensible smile on the corner of his mouth, and in this dim light, it looked a little evil.

Old Man Xia probably didn't expect that he, an apprentice, would use the anesthesia powder he made to improve his fascination again and again...... Drugs of this class of drugs are resistant to it.

Fu Qiran quickly put away the porcelain vase and prepared to have a video conference.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Ruan Jiaojiao returned home.

She had been in class for a day, and when she got home, she was sleepy.

She went straight to the bedroom and simply cleaned up and fell asleep, without even wiping the medicine.

So when Fu Qiran came to the room in the early morning and hugged Ruan Jiaojiao and prepared to sleep, he didn't smell the medicine on her body.

Fu Qiran frowned, got up and went to get the medicine again.

He squeezed a little in the palm of his hand, gently stroked Ruan Jiaojiao's shoulder and rubbed it.

The ointment melts little by little on the delicate skin.

Because he was afraid of waking Ruan Jiaojiao, Fu Qiran's movements were small.

This also caused the ointment to be kneaded after a full ten minutes.

Fu Qiran withdrew his hand, put the ointment away, and then fell asleep with Ruan Jiaojiao in his arms contentedly.

The next morning, when Ruan Jiaojiao woke up, she smelled a faint smell of medicine.

She sat up and looked down at her shoulder.

The redness and swelling have disappeared a lot compared to the previous two days, and on the surface, I can't see anything.

Ruan Jiaojiao tried her best to lower her head and sniff it, the smell of medicine was indeed coming from her shoulder.

But she was so sleepy last night that she didn't take the medicine.

Ruan Jiaojiao frowned, and a trace of incomprehension crossed her eyes.

Could it be that she felt too much pain at night, so she got up in a daze and rubbed the medicine?

Of course, there is another possibility.

That is, someone came to her room at night and helped her rub the medicine.

Who this person will be, it goes without saying.

However, will Fu Qiran really do this?

Thinking of this possibility, Ruan Jiaojiao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little.

If Fu Qiran really came to her room at night......