She wanted to ask if you had reborn me.

If so, can you tell her who is actually trying to harm her family?

What the hell should she do so that her family can live without such fear.

I couldn't speak, my throat was like stuffed with cotton, I couldn't breathe, and I even itched, scratching Ju Ning's unstoppable cough.

The sound was tight, like a golden mountain collapsing like a jade pillar falling, as if it was about to vomit out the blood in the lungs.

An Yan was originally stunned, but he was probably shocked back to his senses by such a battle, one wall for Ju Ning'er, and the other wall laughed, "Ling Shi is so sick that he is confused, look at what he is shouting nonsense." What ancestors ......?"

She apologized to Song Zhixing, "Doctor Song, don't take it to heart, let her burn into a daze." ”

The eyes under the lamp flashed a little bit of golden, but there was still a smile on his face, "Naturally not, please ask An Liangzhi to help me, hold Gu Lingshi's hand for me, and let me take the pulse." ”

An Yan didn't pull his wife's tongue like him, and immediately shackled Ju Ning's hand, and snatched a piece of Hao wrist from the white satin cuffs.

The wrists were snow-white and shiny, and they shook at a glance, almost no boundary with the cuffs, and thus lined the ten fingertips as if they had just been on the hammer, and the blood was dripping, which was very eye-catching.

Song Zhixing calmed down slightly, and put his fingertips on her fingertips compared to her inch.

This time the pulse is different from the last intense, as thin as a gossamer, light press tight, tight press weakened, is a very common wind and cold pulse.

It's just that......

Song Zhixing glanced at it, and the girl's face in his sight was as white as silk, but it may have been that she had suffered so many crimes, and her cheeks were deeply slashed, but the eyes that were fixed were as bright as in the clouds, and they were as eye-catching as that night.

At that time, she also looked at herself like this, calling 'immortals'.

Immortals.

Song Zhixing narrowed his eyes, as if he saw a protruding nail, and looked at Ju Ning with good eyes.

But soon, he turned his head and smiled at An Yan, "It's not a big deal, it's just that the wind and cold are invading my body, I will prescribe sweat medicine, cover it for one night today, and Ming'er will be fine." ”

Putting down these words, he got up and wanted to leave, but he didn't think that he had just taken a step, and his waist tightened - his belt was hooked by Ju Ning's index finger.

Song Zhixing frowned and looked at her deeply.

She lay there, her eyes filled with a shell of water at some point, and she looked at herself through the hazy light, like a flower in the fog.

Song Zhixing couldn't help but be stunned, but listened to her kitten-like whisper, "You tell me ......"

An Yan on the wall seemed to be shocked by such a change, and his soul was stunned there, but the eyes were blazing, like two oil lamps, and he was shining in fear.

Song Zhixing couldn't help but sink his eyes, grabbed her wrist with one hand, and picked out the sharp knuckle from his belt very dexterously.

"Don't be afraid, it's just an ordinary typhoid fever, as long as you sleep well, there will be no big problem."

Won't it be a big deal?

So what the Zhang family is suffering from at the moment is just a hurdle, and when they cross it, it will be smooth sailing?

Ju Ningwu thought to himself, his eyes were red and shining, but his body softened, he fell into the futon, and looked at him for a moment, with a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth, "I believe you." ”

The word faith is too heavy.

How many people are planted on the 'human heart'!

And yet she could say it so easily?

Song Zhixing hooked his lips, withdrew his hand meaninglessly, stepped over, waved his hand at An Yan, took the medicine box, and walked out of the partition as before.

An Yan still followed out as usual.

At that time, the rain had long stopped, and the clouds and fog dispersed, revealing the round of the crescent moon in the sky, which was clearly and finely drawn, but the ground was pickled to a clear patch, and An Yan's face was also white and miserable, only the pair of dripping round eyes revealed a faint circle of round light.

Seeing this, Song Zhixing wanted to send her back like last time, but he didn't think that she would speak first, "I still asked Dr. Song to run away at night for such a big night, and asked you to listen to the waiter and talk nonsense, I really don't want to be very happy." ”

smiled again, "Don't be surprised by the Song disease doctor, it's just that those of us who are slaves are used to being despised by others, and it's easy to run into a living Bodhisattva, but we can't treat it carefully, otherwise one day the living Bodhisattva will be angry and gone, where will there be another living Bodhisattva waiting to see us grass mustard." ”

Song Zhixing smiled lightly, "What kind of living bodhisattva am I, I just received the order of the official, and the food of the king is naturally loyal to the king." ”

An Yan snorted, "Although this is the case, but who in the palace likes to take care of himself, or such an inconspicuous palace person, just like the palace maid who had tuberculosis a while ago, and got the favor of the top, Teterer asked the Imperial Medical Bureau to send someone to see a doctor, and as a result, everyone you push me, I will push you, and finally send a half-hung Xuelu, perfunctory prescribe a dose of medicine, and leave the next sentence, 'Life and death are life and wealth in the sky'," she slapped her palm and drank, "So she coped with things." ”

The eyes under the moon closed slightly, and a trace of thick eyelashes seemed to hang down into the eyes, but somehow, he couldn't cover the smile under his eyes, or maybe he had a pair of upturned eyes, even if he didn't smile, he had a pleasant ability.

An Yan watched, but the drum beat in his heart, and he heard his warm throat apprehensively, "Maybe the place where I was born was too miserable, which created a compassionate heart for me, thinking that it would be one to save one." ”

An Yan seemed to be impressed by his words, and gave a thumbs up, his face full of admiration, "Doctor Song, the slave is not mistaken, you are really a living bodhisattva." ”

Song Zhixing only said seriously, and as if he tried his best to turn the tide, he turned the topic to Ju Ning, "I'm on duty today, if there's anything wrong with the order in the middle of the night, you can come to me." ”

Looking for nature will not come to find it.

After all, he got the order of the concubine lady, and he had to guard Ju Ning every step of the way.

However, An Yan still bent his knees and said that he could save it, so he watched Song Ji Doctor walk away like last time, and when he saw no one again, he opened the partition door and squeezed in through the crack in the door.

Song Zhixing listened to the soft sound of the door closing and stopped his tracks.

The place where the subordinate lives is very different from the master's land, not only the specifications of the lamp at night, but also the paving of this green brick, if you are not careful, you can step on a loose piece and get a mud idea.

He felt the cold on his trouser legs, but he didn't care, but looked back at the window that was the only light in the night, and somehow the delicate silhouette came to mind, and those moist and clear eyes.

The owner of the eyes said, "I believe in you." ”