Coupled with Meng Yinghuo, who followed later, a group of four people walked towards the small attic of the third young master. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When he arrived at the door of this small attic, He Yongsheng seemed to remember something, and hurriedly retreated a few steps.

Sensing his abnormality, Meng Yingyang asked suspiciously, "Nephew He Xian, what's wrong?"

Zhang Yan and Meng Yinghuo also looked at He Yongsheng at this time, for some reason, He Yongsheng, who was obviously good just now, turned pale for a while, as if he had been hit by some deadly poison. Seeing this, several people were even more confused.

He Yongsheng didn't notice it at first, but when he walked to the door of this small attic, he remembered that this disease was contagious!

"Well, everyone, wait a minute, I'll get something, and I'll be right away. He Yongsheng laughed twice, then put his hand into his arms and began to grope for it.

Meng Yingyang and the others were stunned, what was wrong? It was itchy on his body? However, a few people saw that He Yongsheng's face was not good-looking, and they didn't dare to disturb him.

The afternoon sun was so naked and scattered on a few figures, and after a while, beads of sweat appeared on He Yongsheng's face.

'Who designed this dress for this Nima?Can't you get a pocket? What if you can't touch everything in your arms?' He Yongsheng can't help but scold! Although he knows that he is thick-skinned, there is a limit! On the other side, there are three big men staring at him with wide eyes! Is his posture a little bit immoral?

"Found ......" He Yongsheng grinned, and then took out a white unidentified object from his arms. He Yongsheng finally let out a sigh of relief, and finally found something, so as not to make a few big men look at him and make him embarrassed.

Seeing He Yongsheng's complexion improve, Meng Yingyang and the three of them also took a deep breath together. They raised their hands and wiped the beads of sweat on their foreheads, grandma's, this is really not a job that ordinary people can bear!

"Brother He, what are you?" Meng Yinghuo was quite curious about the things He Yongsheng took out, and he really didn't understand, why he had a bad face in the first place, because he looked good when he found this thing. Could it be some kind of peerless treasure?

He Yongsheng smiled and said, "This is my homemade, huh...... Let's call it a mask!"

Then I saw him pinching the white object in his hand with one hand and shaking it vigorously, and then a familiar object came into the eyes of Zhang Yan and He Yongsheng.

Triangular, double-layered...... Isn't that what?

Zhang Yan quietly closed his eyes, this Nima is obviously wearing clothes in some parts below, you take it out and show it to others, is it a shame?

"Forehead ......"

He Yongsheng looked at the object in his hand, that embarrassment. I clearly remember that in order to come to the Meng family last night to treat this third young master, I made a simple mask out of white cloth! Besides, the mask is gone, how can it be replaced with such a thing!

What He Yongsheng didn't know was that at this time, the little maid who was serving them in the Lin family was looking for them everywhere! Because when she helped He Yongsheng sort out his clothes last night, this thing fell to the ground. And she saw that at noon that day, He Yongsheng cared so much about his little clothes, so she quietly put the clothes in his arms again......

There's an old saying, isn't it said that the thirteen you pretend to be on your knees will be finished.

He Yongsheng will face such a situation, but fortunately, he is thick-skinned enough, and under the gaze of the three people opposite, he actually put the thing back in his arms without changing his face.

"Nephew He Xian, what was it just now?" Meng Yingyang was even more puzzled when he saw He Yongsheng's actions, and couldn't help asking.

"Ahem...... Well, it's fine. Let's go in quickly!Let the third young master suffer as little as possible!" He Yongsheng said indignantly. There is really a bit of heroic and righteous spirit.

When He Yongsheng said this, the two members of the Meng family remembered what was going on, and hurriedly followed towards the house together.

He Yongsheng's heart is bitter! This Nima is in contact with AIDS patients, so he will not be infected! Alas...... It seems that you have to rely on yourself for everything! It's a big deal to stay away from you after you go in!

As soon as He Yongsheng and his entourage opened the door, a heavy aura of death came. Looking at the third young master who was lying unconscious on the bed not far away, He Yongsheng sighed and shook his head slightly. It seems that this third young master is already determined to die.

At this time, there was no one in the house, it was empty, and it seemed quite deserted. Lord Meng was affected by the environment, and his heart was very uncomfortable. Turning his face, he wiped his eyes with his hand slightly, and then walked quickly to the side of the third young master, and shouted in a low voice: "Wen'er, Wen'er......"

Meng Yinghuo also felt uncomfortable in his heart, he had been obsessed with martial arts for so many years, and he had not yet married. And the pair of children in the eldest brother's family have all grown up under his watch, and he has long regarded them as his own children. Although He Yongsheng repeatedly emphasized that he would cure this nephew's illness, he still couldn't rest assured in his heart. At this time, when he saw the third young master in a coma, he hurriedly stepped forward and called softly.

Zhang Yan looked at He Yongsheng beside him, it turned out that the little brother who had always been very optimistic, he couldn't imagine that there would be times when he was sad. Stretched out his hand and patted He Yongsheng's shoulder, and then Zhang Yan also stepped forward.

He Yongsheng's heart was very conflicted at this time, because he missed his relatives. As a traverser, he has a loneliness that no one in this world has. I miss my father, mother and a lot of fox friends all the time. But now there is nothing. No, I still have Zhang Yan's friend. If Zhang Yan really leaves him one day, won't he become a dog and ignore him? He Yongsheng smiled self-deprecatingly, and then secretly made a decision, and followed Zhang Yan's footsteps and walked to the third young master's bedside.

"City Lord Meng, a few of you will let go first. Let me take a look at how sick the third young master is now. He Yongsheng stared at the third young master lying on the bed, and said to the other people.

Meng Yingyang also stopped calling for his son when he heard this, and hurriedly made room for He Yongsheng to be the most convenient place to observe.

He Yongsheng stretched out his hand, flipped the third young master's neckline to the side, and then broke the third young master's mouth and eyes, and looked at them respectively. Then he shook his head, and his face became more solemn.

"Nephew He Xian, how is Wen'er, can it be cured?" Meng Yingyang saw He Yongsheng's face, and shook his head again, anxious in his heart. Finding an opportunity, he hurriedly asked He Yongsheng.

He Yongsheng glanced at the Third Young Master lying on the bed again, and then at the City Lord Meng with an anxious expression. He nodded, and shook his head again.

At the beginning, seeing He Yongsheng nodding, the two brothers of the Meng family suddenly relaxed in their hearts, but who knew that he shook his head again next! What is the situation, and can it be cured?

"Brother He, you have something to say, can it be cured?" Zhang Yan was also anxious when he watched from the side. At the critical moment, you can say something! If you can achieve governance, there is really no way to forget it. Don't hang everyone all the time!

He Yongsheng thought about his thoughts for a while, then sighed, and then said: "I didn't expect the third young master's illness to spread so quickly, if it was any longer, I am afraid that there will really be no hope of cure!"

"So, can you cure it?" Meng Yingyang's eyes widened, and his body trembled with excitement.

He Yongsheng glanced at the third young master lying on the bed again, and said, "I can cure the disease, but the third young master's body doesn't know if it can withstand the toss!"

Meng Yingyang didn't know what He Yongsheng was referring to, but as a father, he didn't want to, and couldn't just watch his son die in front of his eyes. Therefore, regardless of whether his body can hold on, he has already made up his mind, fight to the death, and let He Yongsheng do it!

"He Xian's nephew, you can rest assured to go and treat. Don't worry too much about the rest, even if Wen'er can't hold on in the end, the old man won't blame you. And those pills, the old man will still send them in the same number!" Since Meng Yingyang had made up his mind, he would not delay at this time.

He Yongsheng couldn't have imagined that City Lord Meng would have such strength, it seems that these powerful characters must not have incompetent. Even so, no one is afraid, but he is a doctor who is afraid, so what kind of doctor should he be?

After nodding, He Yongsheng continued: "Since City Lord Meng believes in the kid like this, the kid should do his best. There are still some things to trouble City Lord Meng to prepare next. ”

"If you have any needs, even if the virtuous nephew commands, even if you ask the old man to give you a hand, the old man is willing!"

He Yongsheng smiled, waved his hand, and hurriedly said, "It's just some medicinal materials, and I still need you to prepare them." Of course, there is no need to be in a hurry, just get it together in two days. ”

After He Yongsheng said that, he walked straight to the table, sat down, picked up the brush and put the pen on the paper. After a while, he finished writing a full piece of paper, but looking at his posture, it seems that he has not finished writing. Pick up a piece of paper, spread it on the table, and continue writing. After repeating this and repeating it, after four sheets of paper, He Yongsheng stopped writing.

looked at these things that he wrote, to be honest, he went back and looked at them again, there were many words, they knew He Yongsheng, but He Yongsheng didn't know them. However, the subtlety can still be distinguished.

"City Lord Meng, this is the medicinal herb that you need to prepare. By the way, you also need to prepare a single bath tub and prepare hot water. After two days, they can be put out of the door. He Yongsheng instructed as he handed over the medicinal herbs full of four pieces of paper to the hands of the city lord Meng.

City Lord Meng only glanced at it cursoryly, and it seemed that he didn't know much either. However, these don't affect it, and there will naturally be people who will do it.

"Well, that's all I can say, go out, remember, from the moment you go out, this door is sealed, and no one is allowed to come in. Just leave the food outside the door, and I'll pick it up myself. He Yongsheng said with a serious expression at several people.

Several people naturally knew the seriousness of this matter, although they still had some questions in their minds, but it was inconvenient to ask them again, they all glanced at He Yongsheng again, and then turned around and went out.

Zhang Yan left in the end, took a deep look at He Yongsheng, and then glanced at the third young master lying on the bed. took a step forward, patted He Yongsheng on the shoulder fiercely, gave him a firm look, and then turned to leave.

The moment the door was closed, this small attic was completely sealed off by the order of the Meng City Lord, and no one was allowed to approach it without his order! And this small attic, in the next two days, seemed to have become an independent existence of the entire Meng family compound.