It's been enough for four days, and Yaoguang will always have a Yan Han by his side, and the two are intimate and inseparable, looking like outsiders can't intervene.

Even Dazzy squatted in front of Yaoguang's door at night, ready to have a good chat when Yaoguang came back. The first Wan Yaoguang came back very late, he had just appeared in front of Yaoguang, and when he saw the other party's one-sided application, he was a little different from the new, so he had to give up. On the second day, I made up my mind to have a conversation.

When the two of them sat face to face when they really walked into the door, they saw Yaoguang supporting his head with his hands, his eyes were already closed, and he nodded. Faced with such a scene, how could Mo Xuan bear to let him accompany him to talk at night. I had to give up.

If Yaoguang only came back late at night two days ago, then Yaoguang will not come back directly today. Left and right, there is no trace of Yaoguang. It's more than half the night.

"I don't think you need to wait, tomorrow is the day for you to compete with others, if you can't even compare to an unknown person, wouldn't it be a joke." Ling Xi saw that Mo Xuan had no intention of resting, and couldn't help but remind him.

"Stand down." Ling Xi's words interrupted Mo Xuan's thoughts, and only then did he realize that there were still people in the room.

Ling Xi couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard Mo Xuan's words, he didn't say a word of concern for a long time, and he was still disliked. Dyeing is an unpleasant exit from the room.

The moment he closed the door, he saw a young man who looked like Yaoguang coming.

"Is this Su Han's room?" The clear voice unique to the teenager sounded. Ling Xi looked up and down and nodded. Then he turned and left.

Qing He was a little confused by Ling Xi's set of actions? What do you mean by yes, and then turn around and leave, is it possible that you don't want to ignore him? He's obviously so likable.

Qing He tentatively knocked on the door, but did not hear an answer from inside. He waited for two or three seconds, wondering if the people inside were resting, after all, it was late at night.

At night, when he was sleeping in a daze, he was woken up by his sister.

"What?" Qing He rubbed his eyes and found that the dark room did not look like morning, so he turned over and continued to sleep.

"The master called you!" Qingyun said with a sigh.

She had just seen her master pick up the sleeping Yaoguang and put him on his bed. She has followed her master for many years, how can she not know the temperament of her master, even she must keep a distance of three meters from her master.

This time, the master followed the devil and showed such an intimate gesture to this young man who had only met a few times. Such a situation was unimaginable before, but now it really exists. She was filled with trepidation.

"Master, what did you call me?" Qing He stood at the door and asked. The sudden sound made Yaoguang couldn't help frowning, Yan Han gently smoothed her with his hand, and brushed his hair with his palm soothingly.

Only then did he get up and withdraw from behind the screen and walk in front of Qing He, motioning for him to follow. Qing He followed his master, and his head was full of thoughts: 'What happened? I don't need to leave the room and come out to talk. He didn't dare to say anything he didn't say, so he could only follow obediently.

"You go and bring a message to Su Han, and say: Don't wait, people have already rested with me."

Qing He nodded, a little dissatisfied in his heart. This kind of thing, why do you have to let him do it? There are so many people who are awake. But he's just a minion, and even with some love, he can't change the essence of things.

Recalling this, Qing He still didn't hear a response from the people inside, so he knocked on the door cautiously. After waiting for a while, no one came to open the door.

Qing He complained in his heart with some dissatisfaction: "He also asked him to come over to inform him, don't wait, people don't mean to wait, could it be that the person who left just now is Su Han." "But does he have any evidence?

While he was thinking, the room was opened, and Mo Xuan opened the door.

The starry eyes dimmed the moment they saw the comer.

"Who are you?" The tone also became unfriendly, and he looked at Qing He with hostility.

Qing He didn't react to such a rapidly changing state. He is obviously loved by everyone, why was he not only disliked many times tonight, but also looked like he was going to beat someone.

Will he be able to run now? Mo Xuan naturally didn't know what was going on in the heart of the little ghost in front of him? The originally unkind gaze became even colder at this moment. A chill came out of my heart, and I couldn't help but swallow my saliva.

"Lord... Master, let me come over and speak, speak...... You don't have to wait, the person you're waiting for is already asleep. Qing He stammered due to nervousness, but when he raised his head and accidentally met Mo Xuan's gaze, his brain went blank for two seconds, and he suddenly finished conveying his words quickly, turned around and ran away.

The hand that was about to smash into the door frame was lowered a second before it landed. What exactly is he doing?

It was late at night.

Yaoguang has been reading the books on medicine every day.

"Brother Yan, you don't have to accompany me." Yaoguang said this. It was the least hurtful word she could get along with.

"It's okay, I'm just idle." As if he couldn't hear the meaning of the words, Yan Han continued to follow Yaoguang's side.

Yaoguang seemed to see her future, and since she had no way to ask for it, she had to accept this unchangeable fact.

Yaoguang looked at the two who were in the duel on the side, and the two did not have bells and whistles like martial arts, but carefully identified and carefully selected various herbs in the face of each other.

In the face of such a duel, Yao Guang felt a little boring, and the people in the game were in a tense duel, which in the eyes of outsiders was a long and tedious process. The tension and excitement in Yaoguang's original fantasy are only boring in reality.

Dispensing decoction is nothing more than a process of setting a prescription. Whoever has more prescriptions in mind will be the ultimate winner, and in the face of such a game without new ideas, Yaoguang can't arouse the slightest interest.

The patient sitting in the corner moaned incessantly.

"The man on the right will lose." Yan Han said suddenly.

Yaoguang turned his head sharply to look at Yan Han, the doubt in his eyes. There was nothing wrong with the prescription that the man had grabbed, not the slightest error. She was even a little amazed that the man was able to take out the precise dose with just his hands. Compared with weighing with an instrument on the other side, this side is more brilliant.

"No, it's the same as the prescription, the dosage is the same." Yaoguang couldn't help but retort. The person who was engrossed in decoction seemed to hear Yan Han's words, and the movements in his hands stopped.

Yan Han did not refute, but only reminded Yaoguang: "Look at the patient." Only then did Yaoguang turn his attention away from the players and look at the sick.