Su Peisheng was stunned, the master didn't care if Fu Jin knew what he had done?

"Why don't you go on an errand?" The condescending young man's voice was cold.

Su Peisheng shuddered: "The slave will go." He got up and retreated to the door, having to quietly throw the news to the five grids as his master had commanded.

"Wait." The boy suddenly frowned and called out to him.

"The minions are here!" I always feel that the cold two words just now are a little scary.

"Pass on Imperial Doctor Xu."

Yes? Su Peisheng was stunned for a moment, Imperial Doctor Xu has already come twice today, and it has been passed on again?

Fu Jin's condition is very stable, he is bedridden every day, and he has not been serious.

The young man who practiced calligraphy glanced over, and his phoenix eyes were wrapped in a chill.

"Slave, slave, let's go." Su Peisheng hurriedly opened the door and ran away, and couldn't help but pat his brain a few times on the way. Why are you becoming less and less able to serve people? What do you ask? Suspicious of life?

Along the way, he repeatedly warned himself no less than a hundred times, but at the same time, he still used the fastest speed to "invite" Imperial Doctor Xu, who had just packed the medicine box and was about to return home from work, to the East Third Institute.

In the study, there was an indescribable chill around the boy, and the temperature inside seemed to be lower than that outside where the cold wind was howling.

After saluting, Imperial Physician Xu stood with his hands down and waited to listen to the command.

After a while, the young man raised his eyes and glanced at Su Peisheng coldly.

Su Peisheng hurriedly bowed and withdrew, and only Imperial Doctor Xu was left in the room.

"Fujin's illness, when will it be cured." Although it is a question, the tone is firm.

Imperial Physician Xu wiped the sweat from his forehead, thought of Chu Xian's order, and looked at the tone of the fourth master a few times, and the retreat in his heart was earth-shattering.

I don't want to come to Dongsansho again! Spare him!

The young man glanced at him, not remembering to ask.

It's just that cold eyes, which make people feel frightened.

With a twist on his heart, Imperial Physician Xu said tentatively: "Half a month? ”

The boy raised his eyebrows: "Half a month? ”

Hey, hey, it's going to kill you. Fu Jin only told her this morning to create the illusion that "it took a lot of effort to adjust the right prescription and the body slowly recovered little by little".

Looking at that posture, Fu Jin intends to recover slowly for at least a month.

The fourth master wanted Fujin to hurry up.

This couple can't go back to the house to say something? I just caught him in the middle and was splinted.

Imperial Physician Xu wiped his forehead, thought about it carefully, and always felt that Fujin and Wuge together were not as terrible as the fourth master.

He stretched out his hand and gestured: "Ten, ten days?" Fujin Xing can recover in ten days? "It really can't be less, no matter how little he pretends to be, Fujin can't spare him.

"There are seven days left until Chinese New Year's Eve." The young man's eyebrows furrowed: "Fujin has been in bed for so many days, can his body stand it?" ”

That stupid rabbit, let Mama Lan massage her every day, pretending to be sick and not forgetting to enjoy it, but do you still remember the words of serving your husband?

I've been "sick" for 20 days!

Imperial Doctor Xu was full of embarrassment, but he still took refuge in the fourth master: "Five days, the lower officials are sure that Fujin's illness will be cured in five days." Xia Guan has already found the right prescription. ”

It really can't be less! No matter how young Fujin is, he will blame him for not doing things well.

"Fang Zi is right?" The fourth master's expression returned to normal, and while writing calmly, he slowly spoke: "The Fang Ziye you prescribed, Fu Jin is weak, can he withstand such a heavy dose?" ”

Imperial Doctor Xu shuddered: "What the fourth master said is, next, the lower official will adjust it again tomorrow." ”

He understood, the fourth master didn't want Fu Jin to drink sleep aid medicine anymore!