Chapter Forty-Seven: You Apologize!
Huo Lingxu's expression was embarrassed for a moment, and the corners of his mouth were stacked with an unnatural smile.
But the fingers in his sleeves were already clenched, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were bulging.
"Enjoy, this king will not hold you back."
Su Duhuan didn't want to pay attention to him, glanced at him coldly, and strode into the hospital.
As soon as he walked to the door, Su Duhuan was stopped by the gentle little apprentice.
The little apprentice Ye Shu was only ten years old, and he was already about the same height as Su Duhuan, but between his gestures, he was exactly the same as Wen Zhong, especially the nostrils, which were about to go up to the sky.
"Where are the idle people, get out, you're not welcome here!"
Su Qianhuan frowned, Huo Lingxu on the side strode in front of Su Qianhuan, and scolded sharply: "This king is here, you dare to stop it?" ”
"Eleven Princes." Ye Shu saluted towards Huo Lingxu, with a respectful attitude, which was very different from that of Su Qianhuan: "The master has explained, you can go in." ”
"Why can't you go in?"
Ye Shu glanced at Su Duhuan, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Not everyone can enter our Tai Hospital, especially the kind of quack doctor who is self-righteous and has no one in his eyes." ”
"Joy is not a quack." Huo Ling said in vain.
"Eleventh prince, she has offended the master before, if she doesn't kneel down and admit her mistake today, I won't let her step into the Tai Hospital for half a step."
Ye Shu looked arrogant, looked at Su Duhuan contemptuously, and clearly wanted to embarrass her.
"Is it too much to kneel down and admit your mistakes, I have saved the king's mother, her medical skills, this king is recognized." Huo Ling pondered for a moment and spoke: "In this way, for the sake of this king's face, let Wan Huan apologize, and there is no need to kneel." ”
Ye Shu's face was full of reluctance, but he still nodded in response.
"Then apologize!"
Huo Lingxu still felt that his face was big enough, so he turned his head and asked Su Quanhuan for credit: "Huanhuan, Ye Shu said that you just need to apologize, and this matter is over." ”
Su Duhuan seemed to have heard some big joke.
She scoffed: "Let me apologize? ”
"The apology is already his concession, Huan, Imperial Doctor Wen is highly respected after all, you apologize, it's not too much."
"You think I'm at fault?" Su Duanhuan pulled his lips and sneered.
Huo Lingxu looked good for her.
"Huan, Imperial Doctor Wen is already angry, it's nothing for you to apologize, no loss. Moreover, he is a senior, and we have many things to ask him for advice in the future. ”
Su Wanhuan was disgusted and almost vomited.
"Stop!" She raised her hand and took a big step back: "The eleventh prince doesn't want us to speak, I have nothing to do with you, and I don't know each other." ”
"Enjoy, don't make trouble, okay!"
"Secondly, I don't need to apologize, and I don't need to ask him for advice, respect that little trick, I have regressed if I learn!"
When Ye Shu heard this, he was immediately annoyed, and pointed at Su Duhuan's nose and scolded: "You dare to humiliate my master!" Do you think you're amazing? If you learn a little fur, you dare to be embarrassed, and you are not afraid of being slapped in the face and spurned! ”
"Wanhuan, how can you talk like that? What could have been solved with an apology is now more complicated. Huo Lingxu's tone was reproachful.
Looking at his hypocritical appearance of a good old man, Su Duhuan really regretted that he was blind in his last life, and he was confused by ghosts, so he could look at this kind of person.
"How do I solve it, what's the matter with you? Eleventh prince better take care of himself! I don't need you to worry about it! ”
"Have fun! How can you say that! Huo Lingxuan twisted his eyebrows, looking injured.