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Xiangling shook her head aggrievedly: "Those dishes look very delicate and beautiful, but they don't taste as good as the ones you make from your mother and master, and the portions are too small, so they are not enough to eat." ”

When Xiangling said this, Song Lingyue also felt a little hungry, this is how she participated in the banquet, she felt as if she had eaten a lot of things, and when she got home, she felt like she hadn't eaten anything.

"You're back." Hearing the movement, Aunt Li poked her head out, and saw that it was Song Lingyue and Xiangling who were back, so she hurriedly walked to the side of the two and asked, "How is today's banquet?" ”

"Mother, you can make me and Master something to eat, we are all hungry." As soon as Xiangling saw Aunt Li, she coquettishly played with Aunt Li.

"Didn't you go to the feast? Why did you come back hungry? ”

Song Lingyue explained: "There are many guests at the banquet, and although the dishes are exquisite, it is not good to get old chopsticks, so I came back after eating half full." Aunt Li, if you are tired, cook me and Xiangling some noodles. ”

At the mention of the guests, Xiangling immediately became excited again, and said to Aunt Li with her hands dancing:

"Mother! You would never have imagined that today at Sister Jinlan's banquet, I met the King of Northern Hebei, the real King of Northern Hebei! ”

"Xiangling, you and Aunt Li go to the kitchen to cook noodles first, I'll go see if Liu Liang's high fever has subsided, and I'll come over to help you later." After speaking, Song Lingyue hurried to Liu Liang's wing.

Over there, Xiangling pulled Aunt Li to the kitchen, and told Aunt Li about what she saw and heard at her daughter's banquet today, which was so lively.

Song Lingyue knocked on the door, "Liu Liang, it's me, Lingyue, I'm back, what's wrong with you?" Has the fever subsided? ”

Liu Liang, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and pretending to sleep, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard Song Lingyue's voice, and looked around, Qi Mo hadn't come back yet!

Liu Liang hurriedly pretended to cough, coughed lightly a few times, and his throat was very hoarse: "Ahem, I'm much better, don't worry about me, I'm fine." ”

"Why is your voice so hoarse? The cough is so severe, how can it be fine! Song Lingyue, who was blocked outside the door, suddenly became a little anxious when she heard Liu Liang's cough that she was about to cough up her lungs.

"What about Qi Mo? Isn't he in the room? I'll let him take care of you! I didn't hear Qi Mo's voice for a long time, and Song Lingyue outside the door suddenly became suspicious.

"I—I'm really fine." Liu Liang's vocal cords carried a trace of panic that could not be hidden.

"Liu Liang, you open the door, I'll help you check the pulse, and take a look again, you can't hide from the doctor." Song Lingyue said and tried to slam the door open.

At this moment, only a sound was heard from the window, and Qi Mo covered his right arm and jumped in.

"Master!" Liu Liang hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Qi Mo, his eyes fell on his right arm, which was constantly oozing blood, and he suddenly exclaimed, "You are injured." ”

Qi Mo's face was a little pale, and he made a gesture of hissing, "It's just a little injury, it's not in the way." ”

"Liu Liang, hurry up and open the door for me! What the hell are you doing in there! Song Lingyue raised her voice, just to cover up Qi Mo's voice.

Qi Mo pulled the hem of his robe, tied it tightly to his injured right arm, took a piece of Liu Liang's clothes from the closet, draped it on his body, covered the arm on his hand, and breathed for a moment before deliberately pretending to be woken up, and said tiredly:

"What a noise! I can't sleep well! ”

After speaking, Qi Mo stepped forward and pulled out the door bolt, and Song Lingyue, who was just about to rush in, bumped into his arms.

Song Lingyue couldn't hold back her strength, and she was about to fall, but fortunately, Qi Mo quickly pulled Song Lingyue and steadily encircled Song Lingyue in his arms.

"Are you alright?" Qi Mo lowered his head and asked.

Song Lingyue pushed Qi Mo away, and accidentally pushed the wound on Qi Mo's right arm, Qi Mo's face turned pale, and he almost didn't scream.

"You're in the room! Then why didn't you open the door when I called the door just now? What are you doing in the room? Song Lingyue crossed her arms around her chest, standing at the door of the wing room and looking at Qi Mo and Liu Liang suspiciously, her brows furrowed.

"I didn't do anything, what could I do other than take care of him." Qi Mo shrugged his shoulders and replied easily.

"Then I just called the door, why didn't you open it?" Song Lingyue asked again.

"I took a break when I was tired of taking care of it, and I didn't hear it." Qi Mo prevaricated with an excuse that he had thought of a long time ago.

Song Lingyue was not so easy to fool: "Then why are you closing the door?" Could it be that you are doing something unspeakable? ”

She raised her eyebrows, and her scrutinizing gaze fell on Qi Mo's face, I don't know if it was her illusion, she always felt that Qi Mo's face seemed to be a little pale.

The corners of Qi Mo's lips hooked a faint arc: "Didn't you explain when you were leaving, you wanted to use alcohol to help Liu Liang wipe his body and cool down?" Don't you close the door to your room when you take a shower? ”

Song Lingyue was choked by Qi Mo's answer, and she felt speechless.

Song Lingyue snorted, Juanxiu's eyebrows frowned, and she asked suspiciously, "Why does there seem to be a faint smell of blood in this room?" ”

Unexpectedly, Song Lingyue's nose was so smart, Qi Mo swept away and found that there were some blood stains on the ground next to Song Lingyue's feet that had not yet coagulated, and he stepped forward to block those blood stains with his feet.

Qi Mo suddenly stepped forward, shocking Song Lingyue, and hurriedly took a step back, but her pretty face turned red, "What are you doing!" ”

Her tone unconsciously had a taste of coquettishness.

Qi Mo's mind is now full of only hurry up to let Song Lingyue out, where you can still hear the coquettishness in her tone, just smiled:

"There's some smell of blood in this room! There is a lot of dirty laundry! ”

Qi Mo pointed to the pile of dirty clothes in the basket at the door, Song Lingyue frowned in disgust, "The clothes that have been changed should be washed in time, I have told you many times." ”

"Isn't Liu Liang sick? After taking the medicine, I sweated a lot, and didn't I have time to wash my clothes? Qi Mo hooked the basket with his foot, perfectly blocking the blood stain at his feet.

"Now that Liu Liang's fever has subsided, I am relieved. In this room, you often open the window to breathe! Song Lingyue said and came to the window, stretched out her hand to push open the window, and supported the window edge with a wooden stick to let fresh air in.

"Breathe fresh......" Song Lingyue was just halfway through her words, and her eyes were attracted by the drop of blood on the edge of the window, she wiped it with her finger, the blood stain had not yet coagulated, it was actually fresh.

Someone got hurt! This was Song Lingyue's first reaction, but she turned around to look at Qi Mo and Liu Liang, the two of them were exchanging glances with each other at this time, and it seemed that they had no intention of telling her.

The heart gradually sank, Song Lingyue closed the window, and her face became a little cold, "It's better to open the window less, after all, Liu Liang is infected by the wind chill when the cold enters the body." ”

Song Lingyue turned around, squeezed out a smile on her face, but smiled a little reluctantly: "Then since Liu Liang's condition has improved a lot, and Qi Mo is here to take care of you, I have nothing to worry about, this is typhoid medicine, you remember to take it, then I will go first." ”

Leaving the typhoid medicine, Song Lingyue walked out of the door quickly, and thoughtfully helped the two of them close the door, the lost smile on the corner of her lips crossed Qi Mo's eyes, and the expression seemed to say, 'Why are you deceiving me'.

Somehow, Qi Mo only felt his heart twitch, and walked quickly to the window and opened the window, only to see that the blood stains on the edge of the window that had not dried up were obviously rubbed by his fingertips.

"She, got it." Qi Mo's voice was extremely calm.

Qi Mo thought that Song Lingyue would endure until night at most, and he would definitely rush over to question him, who was injured and how he was injured, but Song Lingyue never came.

Even for dinner, Song Lingyue asked Xiangling to bring the food to the room to eat on the grounds that she was too tired to participate in the banquet.

"Master, I feel that Miss Lingyue seems to be really angry with us." Liu Liang brushed the dishes and chopsticks and whispered to Qi Mo.

"Or ......" Liu Liang had just said two words before he was glared back by Qi Mo.

"It's a matter of confidentiality, and not a word can be missed until it is clarified." His eyes were deep, and his tone was firm and could not be refused.

"After finding out, is the master willing to involve her?" Liu Liang scrubbed the last plate with a rag and put it in the cupboard.

Qi Mo was silent, if Song Lingyue had nothing to do with all this, then did he still have a reason to stay by her side?

The moonlight is slightly cool, the night breeze rustles through the treetops, and the insects also come to accompani, playing a midsummer night.

listened attentively, but Qi Mo couldn't find the answer, and faintly heard a small voice in his heart, saying over and over again that he didn't want to leave her.

Qi Mo shook his hair, put aside the thoughts in his mind, and pushed open the wing, the window opened, and a piece of silver moonlight was reflected on the floor.

He walked to the window, leaned out and was about to close the window, but when he looked down, he saw a circle of gauze on the table, a jar of Jinchuang ointment, and a bowl of cold decoction that had been placed.

Under the soup bowl was a small note, and Juanxiu's handwriting indicated that the soup bowl contained a decoction that nourished qi and blood, which could promote the rapid recovery and healing of wounds.

Other than that, there was nothing left, and it was as if everything had been explained.

Qi Mo picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all, the cold medicinal soup was full of bitter taste, but the aftertaste was slightly sweet.

Early the next morning, Song Lingyue arranged the work of today's medical hall as usual.

"Liu Liang's wind and cold are not good yet, continue to rest today, and Qi Mo will stay and take care of him." Song Lingyue's gaze swept across Qi Mo's face, and quickly turned back and landed on the tofu brain in front of him.

"I can go to work, Liu Liang has already retreated." Qi Mo swallowed the fritters in his mouth quickly, and hurriedly spoke.

"yes, I'm a lot better from the cold." Liu Liang endured the itch in his throat, and his tone changed slightly.

"Are you sure?" In this sentence, Song Lingyue asked not Liu Liang, but Qi Mo.

Yesterday, Liu Liang had a real fever, so Song Lingyue guessed that the injured person should not be Liu Liang but Qi Mo.

"I'm sure, I'm fine." Qi Mo tried to look at Song Lingyue's eyes, but Song Lingyue avoided his gaze.

"Then so be it, except for Liu Liang resting at home, everyone else will start work as usual." Song Lingyue picked up the tofu brain, and in order to avoid Qi Mo's sight, she was about to bury her face in the bowl.

Qi Mo wanted to talk to Song Lingyue several times, but Song Lingyue avoided him.

"Song Lingyue, can you stop avoiding me?" Qi Mo had no choice, and directly blocked the only way to the medical hall.