Wei Ruxin sat next to the couch, raised his hand gently, and pulled the little kid who was about to jump up excitedly back on the couch, and his left hand seemed to be unintentionally pressing on Jia Zixian's round little arm.

He looked persistent but said with a gentle look: "You are sick, your master will come to see you if you have to cure the disease! So don't make a big fuss in the garden like you did in the morning and want to go out to find her!"

Jia Zixian, who wanted to jump up, felt as if he was tied up by some invisible rope, and tried hard to break free but was powerless.

After a moment, he realized that he was really unable to move and could only remain motionless.

He just muttered his mouth: "There are more old men coming to see me than the beasts in Nanyuan, and I have never seen me treat them! I've been cured of my illness before I can see you. I pity that I will never see my master in my life!"

"Xian'er, don't talk nonsense!"

At this time, an elegant and gentle voice came from the door, and Luo Yunqin walked in gracefully.

Jia Zixian pouted, and he was almost rolling his eyes irritably.

Those old doctors, on the surface, were as respectful as monkeys who bowed, but in fact they just treated him as a medicine jar and a money bag!

What medicine is rare and they encouraged him to find a way to get it for him, and they didn't care whether he could cure it at all.

He even eavesdropped on an old doctor whispering to someone else: Pingzhang Mansion is not short of money, even if he uses ginseng to hang his life, he can hang him for another three or five years.

Since the master said that he had to wait until he was cured before he could meet, then he would not have to wait until he died of illness and turned into a ghost before he could see her?

However, the master will catch ghosts, and he will deliberately let her catch them, so he can really meet...

His black pupils were spinning, his little abacus crackled in his heart, and he was thinking randomly.

In fact, he wanted to ask his cousin where his master was, but his grandmother had already walked up to him, so he could only shut up and stare at the top of the tent boredly, swaying his calves.

Luo Yunqin entered the inner compartment slowly.

Looking at Wei Ruxin sitting by the couch smiling, her expression became softer and she approached her gentle salute.

"Three brother!"

When Wei Ruxin saw her coming in, he stood up, smiling politely but vaguely alienated.

"lady!"

Luo Yunqin's eyes trembled immediately.

"lady"?

How could he call her "Madam"?

Is he really going to break off relations with her?

Did her unreasonable acts completely disappointed in the last night when she finally met?

She suddenly felt bitter between her teeth, and her heart was as if a dull knife was scattered, back and forth, inch by inch, blood and flesh became blurred.

"I'm here to help Zhao Chonghuan deliver medicine prescriptions!"

Wei Ruxin did not pay attention to her changes, so he explained his purpose, and then took out a few pieces of yellow cotton paper from his sleeve and handed it over.

"I said it to A Qiao directly, but I saw that Brother Zhao's prescription was written in detail. She also explained some words to me. I was afraid that A Qiao would make a mistake in the middle, so I simply followed A Qiao to Qingfang Pavilion!"

When Luo Yunqin heard this, her eyes looked overjoyed. She immediately gave up the twists and turns in her heart, staring at the paper on Wei Ruxin's hand.

Her pursed lips also trembled involuntarily.

The pink lips are like the delicate part on the peach blossom tip, beautiful and weak, but stubborn and bright.

"Thank you, my third brother, for delivering it in person!"

She tried her best to stabilize her hand, which was also slightly shaking, and then couldn't wait to open the end and look carefully.

After a while, her expression changed a lot.

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Chapter completed!