Looking at the stack in front of me, or to be more precise, it should be a "pile" of manuscript paper, Jian'er's mouth twitched...

Is this a mistake in her expression ability? Or is it a mistake in her expression ability? She said that the paper was gone, but she doesn't remember that she said that she could use so much manuscript paper to cut it?! She just throws it one by one, and it can be enough for three or five years.

Or maybe I was misunderstood. The Earl of Dracula, the blood clan in front of me, wanted to show her his extraordinary degree, while um, show his power again? After all, this time I took so many draft papers, so I was really not a good deal.

"What? Isn't it enough? Then I'll buy it..." As he spoke, Count Dracula was about to walk out.

"No, no, it's enough! There's so much use, so you really don't have to get so much..." Jian'er said.

"It's okay, be prepared for any trouble. Song, do you need anything else? As long as it is a place we can help, please give me some instructions!" said Count Dracula.

"That's right!" Prince Connard nodded, "We can't help with this, but we can still do the trick and help prepare small things like draft paper. If necessary, Song, please give me instructions!"

"Okay..." Jian'er looked at the two who wanted to show positively, fearing that they were behind, and she didn't know what to say. Nowadays, people who are rushing to work, fearing that others won't find anything for him to do is too rare. It's so swollen that these two people look so honest that she feels a little embarrassed.

The only reward that Jian'er can do for the positive performance of these two people is to help Miss Catherine treat her. She lowered her head and started to write and scratch the draft paper again...

This time, Prince Connor and the others waited for a long time. Without much effort, Jian'er sorted out the prescription.

"Are you okay?" Prince Connor asked impatiently when he saw Jian'er put a cap on the pen and let it go.

"Yeah." Jian'er nodded, and then handed the prescription into Prince Connard's hand. "Because some medicines are really inconvenient to use, I try to replace them with ordinary medicines. Therefore, the dosage of medicine will be a bit large this time, and I can learn to drink it... Miss Catherine, can you drink z medicine?"

It’s not for Jian’er to ask this question. For people like the West, the herbs from our doctor are absolutely disastrous. Not to mention children, it’s impossible to accept it if you add many adults. It’s not that she wants to complain, but Miss Kathellin looks really cute. She really doubts that this person can eat the same taste of herbs.

"It's okay, haven't you drunk this before?" said Miss Catherine. She was talking about the medicine that Jian Er used to protect her for the first time. Although the smell was a bit strange, it was not completely unacceptable. Well, at worst, I would suggest that I was drinking black coffee without sugar or milk.

"Before? The one before went there..." Jian'er looked contemptuous. Because there were some special spiritual plants inside, the smell of the medicine before was far inferior to the smell of ordinary z medicine. If the person in front of him was the standard of his previous experience, it would be inaccurate.

Looking at the stack in front of me, or to be more precise, it should be a "pile" of manuscript paper, Jian'er's mouth twitched...

Is this a mistake in her expression ability? Or is it a mistake in her expression ability? She said that the paper was gone, but she doesn't remember that she said that she could use so much manuscript paper to cut it?! She just throws it one by one, and it can be enough for three or five years.

Or maybe I was misunderstood. The Earl of Dracula, the blood clan in front of me, wanted to show her his extraordinary degree, while um, show his power again? After all, this time I took so many draft papers, so I was really not a good deal.

"What? Isn't it enough? Then I'll buy it..." As he spoke, Count Dracula was about to walk out.

"No, no, it's enough! There's so much use, so you really don't have to get so much..." Jian'er said.

"It's okay, be prepared for any trouble. Song, do you need anything else? As long as it is a place we can help, please give me some instructions!" said Count Dracula.

"That's right!" Prince Connard nodded, "We can't help with this, but we can still do the trick and help prepare small things like draft paper. If necessary, Song, please give me instructions!"

"Okay..." Jian'er looked at the two who wanted to show positively, fearing that they were behind, and she didn't know what to say. Nowadays, people who are rushing to work, fearing that others won't find anything for him to do is too rare. It's so swollen that these two people look so honest that she feels a little embarrassed.

The only reward that Jian'er can do for the positive performance of these two people is to help Miss Catherine treat her. She lowered her head and started to write and scratch the draft paper again...

This time, Prince Connor and the others waited for a long time. Without much effort, Jian'er sorted out the prescription.

"Are you okay?" Prince Connor asked impatiently when he saw Jian'er put a cap on the pen and let it go.

"Yeah." Jian'er nodded, and then handed the prescription into Prince Connard's hand. "Because some medicines are really inconvenient to use, I try to replace them with ordinary medicines. Therefore, the dosage of medicine will be a bit large this time, and I can learn to drink it... Miss Catherine, can you drink z medicine?"

It’s not for Jian’er to ask this question. For people like the West, the herbs from our doctor are absolutely disastrous. Not to mention children, it’s impossible to accept it if you add many adults. It’s not that she wants to complain, but Miss Kathellin looks really cute. She really doubts that this person can eat the same taste of herbs.

"It's okay, haven't you drunk this before?" said Miss Catherine. She was talking about the medicine that Jian Er used to protect her for the first time. Although the smell was a bit strange, it was not completely unacceptable. Well, at worst, I would suggest that I was drinking black coffee without sugar or milk.

"Before? The one before went there..." Jian'er looked contemptuous. Because there were some special spiritual plants inside, the smell of the medicine before was far inferior to the smell of ordinary z medicine. If the person in front of him was the standard of his previous experience, it would be inaccurate.

Looking at the stack in front of me, or to be more precise, it should be a "pile" of manuscript paper, Jian'er's mouth twitched...

Is this a mistake in her expression ability? Or is it a mistake in her expression ability? She said that the paper was gone, but she doesn't remember that she said that she could use so much manuscript paper to cut it?! She just throws it one by one, and it can be enough for three or five years.

Or maybe I was misunderstood. The Earl of Dracula, the blood clan in front of me, wanted to show her his extraordinary degree, while um, show his power again? After all, this time I took so many draft papers, so I was really not a good deal.

"What? Isn't it enough? Then I'll buy it..." As he spoke, Count Dracula was about to walk out.

"No, no, it's enough! There's so much use, so you really don't have to get so much..." Jian'er said.

"It's okay, be prepared for any trouble. Song, do you need anything else? As long as it is a place we can help, please give me some instructions!" said Count Dracula.

"That's right!" Prince Connard nodded, "We can't help with this, but we can still do the trick and help prepare small things like draft paper. If necessary, Song, please give me instructions!"

"Okay..." Jian'er looked at the two who wanted to show positively, fearing that they were behind, and she didn't know what to say. Nowadays, people who are rushing to work, fearing that others won't find anything for him to do is too rare. It's so swollen that these two people look so honest that she feels a little embarrassed.

The only reward that Jian'er can do for the positive performance of these two people is to help Miss Catherine treat her. She lowered her head and started to write and scratch the draft paper again...

This time, Prince Connor and the others waited for a long time. Without much effort, Jian'er sorted out the prescription.

"Are you okay?" Prince Connor asked impatiently when he saw Jian'er put a cap on the pen and let it go.
Chapter completed!