Li Jingmo bowed his head slightly, walked over and sat down at the table.

The medicine bowl was within reach, but he paused, and first took out a stack of square paper from his sleeve.

Zhao Fuling saw that the other party pushed the paper over, so she picked it up and unfolded it, and found that the content on it was told to Ying Qi by Li Jingmo.

To the effect that he insisted on changing the medicinal materials, if there was an accident, everything would be providential, so that Ying Qi would not trouble their master and servant, and still follow his promise to take people out of the palace. If he succeeds this time, he owes Zhao Fuling a great favor......

Although the literati's rhetoric is not gorgeous, the sentences are clear and clear, and even the slight ink blots when lifting the pen are just right.

Frankly speaking, after reading it, Zhao Fuling felt very comfortable.

Helping the other party find medicine is to get out of the palace, but now he takes care of it so carefully, but he doesn't have the intention of making a deal with the other party.

If you don't mention all kinds of reasons, it can also be regarded as wishful thinking.

But being able to perceive and even respond to giving is a gratifying and gratifying thing for anyone.

Zhao Fuling can't be said to be happy, she only feels that the person in front of her is really the ultimate in light.

Big and small things, he basically took into account all the back roads, and made all the plans for them. Such a person, even if he is not moved by the affairs of men and women, is also moving from the position of a friend.

Zhao Fuling looked at it for a long time, and her eyes stopped for a moment on the last fingerprint before she raised her head and asked, "When did Du Gongzi write it?"

"When Miss Zhao decocted the medicine." Li Jingmo's voice was smooth and slow, like a flowing stream, clean and clear.

Zhao Fuling listened and listened, and couldn't help but look into his eyes.

The familiar white silk is still covered on the top, not wide or narrow, just revealing a pair of good-looking eyebrows.

He already had a cold and dusty face, but now that he has put on Su Aya, when he is quiet, he really has a lonely and lonely face that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Such a person should have a cold and detached eye in his fantasy.

The snow on the top of the mountain that has not melted for thousands of years, the fierce eagle on the desert, or the fog drifting in the forest may have turned into everything in his eyes.

But all of this is covered by white silk.

For the first time, Zhao Fuling had the idea of wanting to see his eyes for the first time.

I want to see his eyes that can lift his eyes and look straight at him after he regains his light, or his eyes that are calm or turbulent......

The wind was raging outside the house, Zhao Fuling closed all the doors and windows tightly, and then watched Li Jingmo drink the medicine.

Because he knew that there would be a reaction after drinking the medicine, Li Jingmo took the initiative to go back to the bed and lie down.

Time passed slowly, and the torrential rain outside the house came and went silently, and it was not long before the rhythmic dripping sound of water under the eaves could be heard.

Zhao Lingling sat at the table at first, but after a long time, she felt bored, and when she saw that Li Jingmo didn't react, she got up.

After strolling around the house for a while, he called softly: "Du Gongzi?"

I thought that the other party might have fallen asleep, but as soon as she spoke, the other party turned her head and let out a warm "um" in the spring breeze.

Zhao Fuling was surprised, "Are you okay?"

Li Jingmo chuckled and sighed, "It's okay."

Zhao Fuling asked again, "After drinking the medicine, don't you feel anything?"

Li Jingmo let out another "um".

Zhao Fuling frowned, and carefully asked the other party about the time when he drank medicine and vomited blood and was in a coma last time, and after calculating again, he found that that time period had long passed.

If Li Jingmo was going to have a seizure, he should have had a seizure half an hour ago, instead of being unresponsive like now.

Could it be that she bought fake drugs again?

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