The old imperial doctor prescribed the medicine, and the people in the house quickly sent the medicine over.

The little guy in the Tibetan Orchid Garden was planning to decoction the medicine.

Chu Lange walked over, and as soon as the little girl saw her, she immediately said hello.

"Do you want to boil medicine?" Chu Lange asked.

The little guy said respectfully, "Yes, the housekeeper asked the little one to boil medicine here." ”

"Then you can do it." As she spoke, she picked up a packet of medicine and opened it to take a look. After checking the medicinal materials inside, her mood was slightly depressed when she was done,...... It turned out that she was really sick, not playing with her.

She didn't recognize all of these medicinal materials, but she also recognized most of them. Some of them are for the treatment of some ailments, not as a tonic.

The little girl let her watch, with some scruples, and stopped talking.

The housekeeper told him a thousand times that he couldn't let anyone with a heart do anything, of course, because he was worried that someone would take advantage of it and drug his son. However, this person is Miss Qin...... I don't think there should be a problem.

Chu Lange sat down, "I'll apply the medicine, and you go and take care of your son-in-law." ”

"This ......" the little guy hesitated.

"It's okay, you can go and talk to the butler, he's going to be fine."

"Yes."

The little servant hesitated, but left anyway, and ran to tell the housekeeper.

When the housekeeper heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then ran to Gongzi's bedroom, saw Lan Mu standing outside the door, hesitated for a moment, and told Chu Lange about staying up late in the small kitchen.

When Lan Mu heard this, he immediately felt bad.

He hurriedly pushed the door open and entered.

Zhuo Yilan was lying on the bed sickly, when he heard someone push the door in, his heart jumped, thinking that she was finally willing to come in, but unexpectedly saw Lan Mu, his hoarse voice was angry, "Why are you?" Where is she? ”

"Childe, it's not good."

What happened to the "......"?

Lan Mu hurriedly said, "Miss Qin went to the small kitchen and boiled medicine for you." ”

"What?!"

Zhuo Yilan jumped up violently.

Medicine! Will she check the medicine?

Was it so quickly punctured? Zhuo Yilan was very worried.

Lan Mu was lucky and said, "Childe, does Miss Qin understand pharmacology?" ”

"Understand." Zhuo Yilan remembered that she knew some herbs, most of which were wound medicines, "The package of medicine in the kitchen, is it a cure?" ”

"Yes, Childe is sick."

"That's good." Zhuo Yilan lay back on the bed weakly. The symptoms I just said to the imperial doctor are also true. He's really sick, not pretending. What if it's seen through? At best, he was willful to exaggerate a little. No, it's not that he's exaggerating, it's that the old imperial doctor is vague and has nothing to do with him.

Thinking about it like this, Zhuo Dagongzi was very determined.

Lan Mu retreated outside again.

Seeing that the housekeeper was still there, Lan Mu said: "Uncle, the son is fine, don't worry about it." ”

"Childe, this is—"

"Shh Lan Mu put a finger to his lips and motioned to the housekeeper not to say more, "...... It's good to know some things in your heart, don't say them. Besides, Childe is indeed sick. During this time, let the people in the house be vigilant, don't make the son upset. ”

The housekeeper understood and nodded frequently.

And Chu Lange in the small kitchen was holding a fan attentively, fanning the fire of the medicine stove, and her calm face was difficult for people to guess what was on her mind. It wasn't until the medicine was almost boiled that she took a bowl, poured out the medicinal juice, put it in a tray, and brought it to Zhuo Yilan's bedroom.

At the door, I still met Lan Mu.

Lan Mu pushed open the door, and Chu Lange was standing, not stepping in.