"Didn't expect that? This king sees that you want to bet with this king because of this Sun Xing's ability, right? ”

I could hear it in my words, and now Chu Yunhui was in a bad mood.

Fu Qiling really said that he was very wronged, but when will Chu Yunhui be a person who can listen to explanations, if he can really listen to explanations, Wu Liuzhen will not die.

Since things have developed like this, Fu Qiling also admitted: "Then should Your Highness consider exchanging with Weichen." ”

"What kind of exchange do you mean?"

"Weichen bet on Yinchuan to win, and His Highness bet on Sun Xingzhi to win."

Chu Yunhui saw the sincerity in Fu Qiling's eyes and knew that he was not joking, but really discussing this issue with him very seriously.

Chu Yunhui was thinking, in fact, his intuition was more on the side of Yinchuan, but looking at the current situation, it was obvious that Sun Xingzhi had the upper hand.

Fu Qiling saw that Chu Yunhui was still thinking about it, and he didn't urge, just sat aside and quietly waited for the answer given by Chu Yunhui.

"If you don't change it, even if this king agrees to bet with you, then bet, and this king will not be such a person who can't afford to lose." Chu Yunhui finally spoke.

Fu Qiling nodded, and his head did not pierce Chu Yunhui.

In fact, just a moment before Chu Yunhui said this, Yinchuan once again knocked Sun Xingzhi to the ground, perhaps because he saw Yinchuan's strength, so Chu Yunhui did not modify his choice.

At halftime, there was no such link, but this game was played for too long, and the reason why this was the last game was added temporarily.

..........

The Mansion of the King of Ji, a large pharmacy.

An Lan locked herself in there again, these days she has been studying how to eliminate the scar on Chu Xingze's face, but a few days have passed, but there is still no substantial development.

An Lan has researched many kinds of ointments, but the effect is very average, she did experiments with pig skin, but even the scars on the pig skin can't be erased, which really makes her can't understand, she has never suffered such a Waterloo like now.

So why is that? This shouldn't be her level, according to the normal appearance, or according to the plot of the story, the ointment she studied should at least have a little effect, no matter what, she is not willing to give her a little effect, which really makes her very frustrated.

She has been in the industry for so many years and has never had such a thing happening, and she originally thought that she just needed to make up for the memories she had lost before, but now that she thinks about it, things are not so simple.

Why is it that the plan that is prepared according to the prescription in her memory is so different from the one in her memory?

This can be said to be ineffective at all, what is the problem, An Lan's eyes were firmly fixed on the row of ointments she had made in front of her.

"Failure, failure, failure, I think I am a medical genius, and now I can't make medicine, if this is known by the master, she should be punished for copying the medical book a hundred times." An Lan was depressed to death, she just couldn't figure out where the source of the mistake was.

For the first time in all the time she'd lived, she had questioned her abilities so much, and she hadn't failed as many times as she had done today.

"What is a man sulking here?" Chu Xingze walked in front of her when he saw An Lan's hysterical appearance, and picked up her cheeks full of grievances, "Tell this king, what's going on?" ”

"Chu Xingze!" An Lan hugged the man in front of him, "Look. She gestured to the row of ointments on the table in front of her.

"It's ...... For the king? ”

"I've failed to do all of this!" An Lan sullenly came out of Chu Xingze's arms, and then picked up the bottle of ointment on the table that was closest to her.

Then he opened the lid and took out a little of the ointment and rubbed it on the pigskin in front of him, which had been scratched by himself, "Look, it's useless, every bottle here is the same, it's useless." ”

Anlan had never seen anything like this in her medical career, and it was the first time she felt this endless disappointment.

No one can understand her feelings, the feeling that she feels useless, the feeling of being powerless, all the bad emotions piled up on her body all at once, and she was a little tired.

"Come with the king." Chu Xingze wiped An Lan's hands clean with a cloth and then pulled her out of the pharmacy.

"Where are you going?"

"You'll find out when you go." Chu Xingze dragged her all the way to the back garden.

An Lan was surprised by the changes in the back garden, Chu Xingze actually built a stream in the garden, there are a lot of lotus leaves in the stream, and on the top of the stream, there is a winding bridge, from the bridge, you can just get close to the lotus leaves in the stream, and more importantly, there is a swing hanging on the pavilion, this is An Lan told Chu Xingze that he wanted to play, so Chu Xingze got one for her as she said?

The scenery in the entire back garden is An Lan's favorite arrangement, are these all prepared by Chu Xingze for himself?

"You ......"

"Are you still satisfied?"

"Do you remember?"

Regarding every bit of her preferences, she didn't often talk about it, but she would mention it occasionally, but she never thought that Chu Xingze would keep all of these in her heart, which surprised An Lan.

Chu Xingze nodded, "So, is Lan Lan satisfied?" ”

"Satisfied, I like it, thank you."

An Lan deliberately turned her head away to prevent Chu Xingze from seeing her face, because at this time, there were a few golden tears on her face.

No one has ever done this for her, Chu Xingze is the first, this feeling of being taken to heart by others is really great.

"Not going to try the swing?"

"Go!" An Lan trotted to the gazebo and sat directly on the swing, she used to see other children have swings to play, and after she went back, she also wanted the master to make one for her, but the master said that when she could recite all the names of the herbs one day, she would get one for her.

As a result, on the day she recited it, she came here, originally thought that she had no fate with the swing in this life, but she didn't expect that there was another person who remembered these and was willing to prepare for her.

So she had to heal the scar on his face for this man, An Lan thought of this stubble, and the mood that had been relieved went down again.