Seeing Jiang Wan Ziwen uncomfortable like this, Jiang Ming felt that the punishment was almost over, and said to Jiang Wan Ziwen again, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, do you know what you did wrong now?" ”

Jiang Wanziwen was stunned for a moment, and then had to grit his teeth unwillingly and say, "I was wrong." ”

She didn't want to say she was wrong, but if she didn't say that now, her ugliness would be seen by others.

She didn't want those people to see her ugly.

Jiang Ming nodded, took out a small pill, and spread it out in Jiang Wan Ziwen's mouth.

Jiang Wan Ziwen suddenly began to feel a little groggy, and then immediately returned to normal, looking at Jiang Ming, "Ning Caichen, you know your conscience, and you know that let me return to normal." ”

Jiang Ming knew that Jiang Wan Ziwen's attitude was still as arrogant and domineering as ever, and threatened her, "If you are still acting so recklessly now, then I don't recommend making you itch even more." ”

Jiang Wanziwen had palpitations, and he didn't dare to continue to do anything, so he responded again and again, "I know, I won't have that attitude anymore." ”

Seeing that Jiang Wan Ziwen's attitude was not bad, Jiang Ming nodded, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, I hope you can abide by the rules." ”

Jiang Wan Ziwen coughed, lowered his eyelashes, and became sentimental again.

She is now cured of itchy powder, but it will take half a year for pus and acne on her face to heal.

This is the family's least favorite disease in her life.

What made her even more envious was that she was obviously related to Beiyan Murong, but Beiyan Murong did not have the slightest such disease at all.

Now there are only women and Beiyan Murong in the family, and she is suffering from such a disease, and it is impossible for her to have any outstanding performance in this life.

Beiyan Murong suddenly thought of something, and looked at everyone, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, you can go back to the wing room first, and I will find Lang Zhong to show you later." ”

Jiang Wan Ziwen glanced at Beiyan Murong gratefully.

She was about to leave now, but she didn't know what excuse she was making, because she hadn't been here for long.

Beiyan Murong waved his hand at Jiang Wan Ziwen, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, go ahead, don't delay your condition." ”

The two words of illness in the back made everyone present understand everything, and they all looked at Jiang Wanziwen with strange eyes.

Jiang Wan Ziwen only felt that his face was lost, and he was anxious at Beiyan Murong, stomped his feet and said, "Beiyan Murong, can you speak!" How can you say that to me? ”

Beiyan Murong didn't know why he got up, and looked at Jiang Wan Ziwen a little strangely, "What's wrong?" Do you feel something is wrong? ”

Jiang Wan Ziwen became irritable, "You are really a straight man, I'll leave first, you can greet these guests." ”

Qingmiao Wang Nu could understand Jiang Wan Ziwen's mood very well, and said empathetically, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, otherwise I will go with you, I may be able to help you." ”

"Thank you, Qingmiao Wang Maiden, but I don't need it, I will deal with it myself, and I can only let Lang Zhong deal with it."

Speaking of this, Jiang Wan Ziwen hurriedly walked to the side, ignoring the eyes of others at all, and went directly to the door.

Beiyan Murong also hurriedly greeted the little guy and secretly asked him to find a Lang Zhong.

The little guy hurriedly went out.

Feeling that everything was almost done, Beiyan Murong instantly felt straightened up and looked at the people around him, "Let's continue with the tea party now." ”

As he spoke, he clapped his hands and asked the little servants to bring the tea.

The patterns of the tea set are varied, and the little guy also follows the interpretation of the process of making tea, and everyone who sees it is pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Ming couldn't help but sigh, "The method and process of making tea are really unique, and I want to make tea like this in the future." ”

At this time, there was a violent cry from the wing room next door, the shouting was very strong, and then there was a continuous sound of killing pigs.

However, after the sound of the pig killing, the first shout was heard again.

The rest of the crowd looked at each other, got up, and walked to the next room.

And Jiang Wan Ziwen saw that someone was coming, so he hurriedly picked up the veil and covered his face, and then threw Lang Zhong in front of him with an angry face, and Lang Zhong was taken directly to the ground by Jiang Wan Ziwen.

Then he knelt on the ground in a panic and began to kowtow heavily, "Please also ask Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen to forgive her sins and forgive the villain, the villain really didn't expect that he would not be able to cure your illness." ”

Jiang Wan Ziwen was already furious, and the words in his mouth were all held back, "Are you Langzhong?" Why can't you cure this disease? I don't care, you have to heal me. ”

Lang Zhong was in tears, looked at Jiang Wan Ziwen in front of him, and said with trembling hands, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, I really can't cure you, I hope you can forgive the villain." ”

Lang Zhong kowtowed again and again, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, please let me go." ”

"You shit! Rubbish! What do you want! ”

Jiang Wan Ziwen's mood was completely depressed, and he threw the vase directly in his hand.

The vase shattered in response, and the shards fell on Lang Zhong's forehead.

Lang Zhong's forehead was covered with blood, and the fragments fell to the ground.

Lang Zhong didn't dare to move, and pleaded, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, please forgive me, I really can't save you." ”

Jiang Wan Ziwen was irritable and looked at Lang Zhong, "It must be cured, if you can't be cured, you will die!" ”

As she spoke, tears flowed from her eyes, and her veil was wet.

"Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, is there anything that can't be passed well? Don't look too bad, this thing can be passed. ”

Beiyan Murong stepped forward and comforted Jiang Wan Ziwen.

Jiang Wan Ziwen only felt that he was desperate, and tried his best to pull out a smile, "Beiyan Murong, I know what you mean, it's okay, I'll let this Langzhong cure me." ”

Seeing Jiang Wan Ziwen's appearance, Jiang Ming couldn't help but feel a little pity for her, took a step forward, looked at her and hesitated, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, are you willing to let me see your wounds?" I don't know what I can do to help you. ”

Seeing Jiang Ming, Jiang Wan Ziwen became a little guarded, "Ning Caichen, what do you want to do to me?" How could you be kind enough to treat me? ”

Jiang Ming smiled, "What can I do to you, can I still let you die?" ”

Jiang Wan Ziwen took a step back, his body tensed, and looked at Jiang Ming, "I can't believe you, but I know that if my condition is not cured, Ning Caichen, can you really save me?" ”

Jiang Ming looked at Jiang Wan Ziwen's veil, which had been wet at this time, revealing puss and pimples on his face.

He thought to himself.

This pustule and acne should be treatable.