Yan Mu was ruthless, went back to the room to find a sewing needle, pinched the needle and went to the flower room again.

The tip of the needle pierced his fingers, and blood beads oozed out, Yan Mu carefully dripped a little blood on each orchid, and it was absorbed by the plant in a blink of an eye.

Yan Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she couldn't see the effect at this time, she remembered that the pot of cactus was also after absorbing blood beads, and it took a night to come back to life.

When she returned to her room, she hurriedly washed up and hurriedly went to clean the main courtyard.

The days of early winter are very short, and it is still dark outside at this time, the thin night fog has not yet dissipated, and when the cool breeze blows, Yan Mu can't help but shrink his neck.

It's cold!

She dragged her big broom and trotted into the main courtyard.

"Smack!"

When Bo Junxiao waved the pen holder on his desk and the medicine bottle to the ground with one palm, his angry and cold eyes happened to see the scene of Yan Mu jumping into the main courtyard.

From a distance from his side, Yan Mu, who ran over with a big broom, looked like a little squirrel with a big tail.

Jumping under a few old trees in the yard, full of vitality.

Bo Junxiao's eyes couldn't help but darken.

"Young master, are you taking a pill ......of this medicine?"

Steward Chen, who was standing beside him with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at his young master with distressed eyes, and persuaded him carefully.

The young master's leg of his family would hurt more and more every time he arrived in the second half of the night, and if he didn't take medicine in the early morning, he would be in a cold sweat and curled up in pain.

But that medicine, although it can relieve pain, but if you eat too much, it will damage your internal organs.

That abominable poisonous woman!

Steward Chen's eyes flashed with obvious hatred and anger, it was all done by Mrs. Bo, a poisonous woman! The young master's legs were obviously good before the death of the former lady!

When the former lady died, the young master of his family was only five years old.

Mrs. Bo's mother's family is very powerful, and the lord also values her very much, plus this Mrs. Bo is very good at acting, and her sweet words coax the lord to her wholeheartedly.

The little master fell into her hands at that time, and within two years, her legs were "sick"!

As soon as he thought of this, Steward Chen was furious.

If it weren't for the fact that the old lady of the Bo family noticed that something was wrong at that time, and found an excuse to directly take Bo Junxiao to him to teach, maybe Bo Junxiao would have died in the hands of that poisonous woman!

It's just that in the past few years, the old lady has suffered from Alzheimer's disease, and the power of the Bo family has fallen into the hands of Bo Junxiao's father and the poisonous woman.

Fortunately, the young master has grown up!

But the young master's leg is not getting better...... Thinking of the condition of the young master's legs that Mr. Wu said, Steward Chen couldn't help but have a sour nose.

This morning, the young master refused to take medicine again, forcibly resisting the pain in his legs, and when the leg pain was unbearable, the young master's temper was a little violent.

"Young master, this medicine ......"

Steward Chen held the medicine bottle he picked up in his hand, and his face was entangled, not knowing whether to persuade the young master to eat or persuade the young master to endure it.

Under normal circumstances, as long as you endure the severe pain until the time of severe pain passes, it will be much better at dawn.

"If you don't eat it, you can put it away!"

Bo Junxiao retracted his eyes looking out of the floor-to-ceiling window, leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and said quietly, "Remember to add me a cup of soy milk for breakfast." ”

Yesterday morning's soy milk, I felt that not only tasted excellent, but also felt very comfortable in my stomach after drinking, and it was the most satisfying breakfast he ate every day after suffering from illness.

"Okay, young master."

Steward Chen hurriedly answered and quietly exited the study.