"Oh!" Yan Xiangnuan nodded, and continued to enjoy breakfast with an understanding expression.

Aunt Song saw that Yan Xiangnuan didn't plan to continue asking, so she didn't continue to talk more, and stood aside very measured and waited for Yan Xiangnuan to finish breakfast.

Yan Xiangnuan drank milk and ate a sandwich: "Has the young master seen a doctor for his leg pain?" What do doctors say? Yan Xiangnuan pretended to be casual and spoke.

Aunt Song looked at Yan Xiangnuan unexpectedly again, and saw her looking very embarrassed and casually asked, and a gentle smile flashed unconsciously in her eyes: "At the beginning, the young master's leg was seriously injured and almost amputated, but now it is a blessing to be able to save his leg, but it is okay on weekdays, it seems to be in severe pain on rainy days, and Old Man Jin searched all the famous doctors in the imperial capital and said that there was no way to treat it, so he could only endure the pain." "This is especially cruel!

Thinking of this, Aunt Song couldn't help but feel a little distressed, after all, she had served in the Jin family for many years, so it could be said that she watched Jin Weimo grow up and treated Jin Weimo as her own child.

"Oh!" Yan Xiangnuan nodded, thinking back to Jin Weimo's painful appearance last night, and had a little bit in his heart: "Then trouble Aunt Song, you will prepare some food later, and give the young master a cushion after resting." ”

"Howler!" Aunt Song agreed with a smile.

Yan Xiangnuan saw Aunt Song's happy expression, and didn't say anything more, after eating breakfast, she went back to the house to change into casual clothes, and was wearing a sunhat at the moment, saving flowers and plants in the yard after being abused by the heavy rain.

I don't know if it's because there is an extra flower on her chest, before breakfast, she looked at the flowers and plants that were destroyed by the wind and rain outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and she was inexplicably a little unbearable, so at this moment, she was idle and was working with Lao He, the gardener of the Jin family, to save the potted plants that might survive.

"Uncle He, can you see if this pot of daffodils can be saved?" Yan Xiangnuan hugged a pot of daffodils and asked Lao He next to him.

"It seems that the rhizome should not be injured, and if you change the potting soil, you may be able to survive." Lao He is a master of flower and plant planting, and he is cleaning up the flowers and plants in the Jin family's courtyard on weekdays, whether it is good or not, whether it can be saved, he takes a look, and he counts how much.

"Then I'll move it into the house first!" These potted plants are already difficult to raise, and after last night's rainstorm, they will wither and die under the eaves of the yard.

"Grandma is very sunny these days, you can go back to the house and rest! If you don't feel at ease, give me the pot daffodil, and I'll change the pot soil later, and keep it to feed it! After all, Yan Xiangnuan is a young grandmother, and she is even more pampered on weekdays, although she took the initiative to help clean up, but Lao He is still a little uneasy, and is terrified at this time to persuade Yan Xiangnuan to stop.

"It's okay, I'm idle." Yan Xiangnuan shook his hand to refuse Lao He's kindness.

"......" Lao He was a little helpless, and nodded resignedly: "Then troublesome young grandmother, you can go to this pot of flowers!" ”

"Howler!" Yan Xiang responded to Nuanle, hugged the daffodils and walked into the house.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room of the house, Jin Weimo stood straight, looking at Yan Xiangnuan who was talking and smiling with Lao You outside with deep eyes, and his brows were unconsciously twisted together.

Yan Xiangnuan stepped into the living room with a daffodil and saw Jin Weimo in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and was about to say hello, but when his eyes saw the black mist wrapped around his injured left leg, the whole person was stupid, and then he only heard a snap, and the potted plant in his hand fell directly to the floor and fell apart.

"......" The shock on Yan Xiangnuan's face was undisguised, and Jin Weimo knew it at a glance.

But looking at Yan Xiangnuan's frightened face, his tightly knit brows couldn't help but wrinkle into waves fiercely, this woman, obviously smiling a moment ago, was horrified when she saw him, could it be that his face was very scary.

"Oops! Why is this flower pot broken, young grandma, are you okay! Aunt Song was cleaning up in the kitchen, and when she heard the noise outside, she immediately ran out to check, and when she saw that the flower pot was broken under Yan Xiangnuan's feet, she immediately brought something to clean up.

Yan Xiangnuan looked at Aunt Song who was busy dealing with it, she was frightened by the black mist wrapped around Jin Weimo's legs, and tried her best to precipitate her frightened emotions: "I'm sorry Aunt Song, I'm sorry for causing you trouble." Yan Xiangnuan said, and his eyes involuntarily stopped on Jin Weimo's left leg that seemed to be entangled by a black poisonous snake.

Jin Weimo naturally noticed Yan Xiangnuan's gaze looking at her, and saw that her eyes were staring at his injured left leg without blinking, and her thin lips were slightly solemn.

"Enough of it?" To be honest, since the injury to his left leg, Jin Weimo has suffered a lot of eye baptism, and he usually doesn't care about it for a long time, but when he saw Yan Xiangnuan's eyes at this time, he instinctively felt repulsed.

"Huh!" Yan Xiangnuan was a little embarrassed by Jin Weimo's question, and his face was a little embarrassed, so he forced himself to look away.

"Humph!" Jin Weimo snorted coldly when he saw this, and then walked upstairs from her side with a swaying step.

And Yan Xiangnuan's eyes were also staring at his injured leg at the same time as he moved, only to see that the black terrifying mist, when he passed by her again, the surging flow was even faster, as if he was afraid of her, until Jin Weimo walked over and stepped on the stairs, the flowing black mist settled down a little.

"Jin Weimo......" Yan Xiangnuan couldn't help but stop Jin Weimo.

Jin Weimo's steps up the stairs paused slightly for a moment, but then he continued to go upstairs without hesitation, as if he hadn't heard Yan Xiangnuan's call just now, it was obvious that he was still like before, and he didn't want to deal with her at all.

Seeing this, Yan Xiangnuan had no choice but to purse his lips helplessly, but his eyes lingered on Jin Weimo's injured leg for a moment.

At this moment, she was puzzled by the black mist that seemed to be able to devour people inexplicably wrapped around Jin Weimo's legs, and the mist was like a conscious living thing, hovering and moving on Jin Weimo's legs, which looked very terrifying, but she was sure that she had not seen the black mist on Jin Weimo's legs before this.

She didn't know if she was the only one who could see the weird side, but if everyone else could see it, wouldn't it be weird and terrifying! After all, that black fog really didn't look like a normal thing, at least, in her previous life, she had lived for nearly thirty years, and she had never seen such a terrifying black fog, and it seemed that she was still consciously devouring Jin Weimo's injured leg.

Yes! It's just devouring, that's right, after confirming this, Yan Xiangnuan became even more uneasy.

"Sister-in-law Song, can you see anything strange on the young master's leg?" After Jin Weimo's figure disappeared at the staircase on the second floor, Yan Xiangnuan bit his red lip and burned in place for a moment, and then tentatively asked Sister-in-law Song who was cleaning up the fragments of the flower pot on the side.