"You help me get the side medicine."

She gave the names of some herbs and stated the quantity.

The doctor didn't say anything, and went out silently to boil the medicine.

However, as soon as the doctor opened the door, he was surrounded by him.

"How's Mentor Nalan?"

"Is Mentor Nalan's injury okay?"

"Mentor Nalan..."

...

The doctor was obviously impatient when he was questioned like this, and he was already irritable.

He was about to push these people away to boil the medicine, when suddenly the dean tugged on his sleeve and said excitedly, his hand still trembling slightly: "Doctor Fan, how is Mentor Nalan?" ”

Naturally, he was embarrassed by the dean's face, so he had to answer patiently.

"Mentor Nalan's injury is no longer serious, but the blood loss is a little too much, take the medicine once a day in the morning, noon and evening, and then recuperate for a while."

Hearing that Leng Nian was fine, the dean was obviously relieved.

"Thank you, Doctor Fan, for your hard work."

Fan An nodded, signaling that the dean did not have to be polite, "The dean hired Fan as a physician, and Fan should naturally do his part." ”

The dean smiled, didn't say much, helped Fan An clear a way, and let Fan An go to the pharmacy.

"Go and invite Master Meng Dan to my study."

"Yes." One of the dean's side left quietly.

Fan An closed the door just now, and no one dared to push it open and go in directly, so Leng Nian took off his shirt and bandaged himself with confidence.

Because this is a difficult action for a severely injured person, she will pull the wound from time to time, so the movement is very slow.

When the dean raised her hand to push the door in, she hadn't finished bandaging, and if the dean came in, wouldn't it be to be exposed.

Leng Nian, who sensed the dean's movements, hurriedly spoke out to stop it.

"Wait!"

The dean shook his hand and blinked, what happened to that old face that was unexpectedly a little cute?

"Say me?"

The dean said he was confused.

Then, a lazy voice came into the dean's ears, "I'm not wearing clothes, are you sure you want to come in, huh?" ”

Hearing the threat in his voice, the dean coughed lightly, silently withdrew his hand, and stood in front of the door like a door god to prevent others from entering.

He promised that if he let one person in, he would die a miserable death.

It wasn't long before a voice came from inside the house, "Come in." ”

The dean breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he was even more nervous just now than when he was worried about Nalan Nian's injury before.

He pushed the door and entered, warning the students behind him not to mess around, and then closed the door, cutting off the view of outsiders.

In the inner room, Leng Nian was sitting on the bed, supporting his body with one hand, except for his pale face, he couldn't tell that he was injured at all.

"How does it feel?" The dean tried hard to be kind and smile.

Leng Nian looked at him like this, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Don't laugh, like a lewd old man, if you dare to smile at me like this in the future, I will definitely kick you as far as I can." ”

Hearing this, the dean twitched the corners of his eyes and quickly smiled.

"You're seriously injured, why don't you reduce the number of people for you to bring?"

Leng Nian was satisfied, he didn't expect to have this kind of benefit after being injured.

She held out two fingers.

The dean swallowed, hoping it wasn't what he thought.

"Minus eight people, okay, I still have something to do, let's go first." As he spoke, he was leaving.

"Hey, old man dean, don't be in such a hurry, did you misunderstand something, I'm talking about only eight people." Leng Nian looked at the dean who wanted to run away amusedly.

Tsk, you have to be careful when you talk about this, think about the consequences before you say it, otherwise... Please refer to the Dean at this time.

Don't think about taking back what you say, she finally got a chance, and she will never let it go.