Chapter 856: I have the atlas in my hand, and I have 17

In normal times, Murong Jiao would definitely try her best to go out and meet by chance, but now, she didn't dare to take a step out of the side courtyard every day, and when she heard the news that he had left the house, she was relieved.

Even though she had moved to the farthest place from the guest house, she was still afraid that Zhong Lilan would find out about her strange illness - she couldn't afford to lose this person!

After leaving the Murong family, Shiling and the others took a deep breath.

"It's saying it's cleaning up the silt in the lotus pond, but doesn't the mud smell a little bigger?"

"I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that this taste is familiar......"

Zhong Lilan lowered his eyes slightly, letting go of the suppression of his sense of smell.

At the moment when they went out, the subordinates of the Murong family led the famous thin woman into a panic.

Zhong Lilan couldn't help but glance at the man.

Shiling thought that Gongzi was curious about the identity of that person, so he said: "It seems that there have been a lot of visitors to the house recently. ”

After saying that, he didn't look very interested in seeing his son, so he stopped talking about it.

Come to think of it, this Miss Murong is also miserable enough, even if the son pays more attention to Miss Qing, even to a stranger, he pays more attention to her than to her.

I don't know what the eldest lady is always doing with her son, and she humiliates herself?

Zhong Lilan frowned slightly, his gaze fell on the stranger, and it took a while to take it back.

Delusion.

He must have never seen this man.

It wasn't until he left that Lian Qing completely relaxed.

Just now, there was always a premonition that someone was about to see through it, and I scared my dad to death.

She said that the system skills should probably not be so unreliable.

System: [......] Thank you!

That's right, the person who was invited to the house to see Murong Jiao was none other than Lianqing, who took Yi Rong Dan.

The subordinates took her around for a long time before stopping at the gate of a remote courtyard in the northern corner of Murong's house.

"This is it, you go inside."

The gate of the courtyard was empty, not to mention the gatekeepers, not even a sweeper.

Lian Qing asked, "How will I go?" I just made a big detour, and I don't even know the way. ”

There was some obvious pity on the little girl's face: "Someone will take you away." ”

Go where you need to go.

Lian Qing made a relieved look, turned around and walked in.

Behind her, the little guy laughed maliciously: Go? You want to be beautiful.

The eldest lady deliberately concealed the identity of the person seeking medical treatment, and chose such a place to see a doctor, where can people go?

Besides, have any of the doctors in front of you ever come out?

Even if you are alive now, it is difficult to say in the future!

Murong Jiao has such a humiliating strange disease, how can it be publicized?

When she saw the new doctor enter the door, she immediately gave the maid at the door a look.

The door closed and locked behind her, and Lian Qing showed just the right amount of confusion and panic.

"What does that mean?"

The maid smiled and said softly: "When my daughter visits a doctor, she should naturally pay attention." ”

Lian Qing nodded, and played a stupid doctor who didn't understand the world.

It's been five days since Murong Jiao Zhongsan's stinky pills.

If she doesn't come again, the smell will be dispersed, no, she will come thousands of miles to deliver medicine, and she must be sure to protect her for thousands of years and leave a stench for thousands of years.

Murong Jiao lay on the bed and stretched out her hand through the curtain.

As the crack in the curtain widened, an indescribable smell rushed out of it.

From the corner of her eye, Lian Qing saw that several subordinates on the side couldn't help twitching their eyebrows, but they were still strong and kept their faces unchanged.

It's hard for you, this smell, even she herself is a little unbearable.

She pretended to take Murong Jiao's pulse, her expression was very serious, and she muttered a few words from time to time.

"Oops, this condition ......"