"No, that arrogant guy, where is the best place? I really didn't see it at all. Besides, I think the person that guy likes is not you. If you help him take care of others, he will give it to him.
Look at your face, are you worthy of it?"
"You have to care!"
Qing'er suddenly looked up, and a pair of swollen rabbit eyes stared at him angrily.
"I don't care. I'm enlightening. As your elder, I have this obligation!"
Zhang Shaoliang said seriously, he was not nonsense. He was Qing'er's grandfather's age-lost friend. According to seniority, Qing'er had to respect him as uncle or something.
"Who needs your guidance? I'm very good. If you stay away from me, I'll be happier." Qing'er gave him a blank look, turned her face, and stopped looking at him.
"Look at you, you girl, you are talking big or small. I'm for your own good. Look at where that guy is. You have to trust uncle and don't worry about that boy. He will let you down.
Be obedient, uncle will definitely find you a good home in the future, okay?
"No, no, no, no, no! Go away!"
Qing'er stood up suddenly, pushed him hard, then turned around and ran away to the other end of the corridor.
"Tsk tsk... I have a big temper." Zhang Shaoliang looked helpless and half-retted on the railing and shook his head.
At this time, in the room on the other side of the corridor, Yu Wen Haoyu was on the head of Luo Ling's bed with a look of anxiety, looking at some blood-stained rags that had been replaced from the doctor's hand. His heart suddenly stopped and his breathing instantly
After a half-beat stop, he just left for a while, and when he came back, he saw her being hurt. He thought helplessly that it seemed that he would have to tie her to his side no matter where he went.
When the doctor helped Luo Ling bandage and treat the wound, he ordered Black Panther: "Go and get some warm water, hurry up, I want to dilute the potion for Ling'er."
"yes."
The Black Panther received the order and walked out immediately. At this time, the doctor had almost treated the wound.
"It's just some skin trauma. Don't see water. It will be cured after a few days of rest. Don't worry." The doctor stood up, looked at Yu Wen Haoyu's brows tightly, and couldn't help but mention it, but Yu Wen Haoyu was aware of Yu Wen Haoyu's ruthlessness.
He ignored him and just raised his hand to signal that he could leave. The doctor had to pack up his things and leave the room.
He knew it was a skin trauma, but he still felt sorry for him. However, the poisonous Luo Ling, who was even more distressed, felt so painful, he couldn't believe how heartbreaking the scene just now was. She even wanted to commit suicide.
, Just thinking about it makes you scared.
Yuwen Haoyu sat beside the bed, gently picked up her wrist that had just been bandaged outside the bedding, put it in the bedding, and helped her tuck the corners of the quilt. Then she sighed softly and waited for the black panther to come.
The kettle containing hot water got up and walked to the wooden table, carefully taking out the small crescent-white porcelain bottle from his arms.
He weighed it in his hand and estimated it. He remembered that he had said to a man from a foreign land that it would take three times a day and take it for seven days to detoxify. There was only so much potion in total, so you must be extremely careful when taking it every time, not too much.
Impossible.
Yuwen Haoyu poured the warm water from the kettle into the medicine bowl, slightly two-thirds of it, then placed the small porcelain bottle above, tilted slightly, dripped two drops into the bowl containing the warm water, and then withdrew his hand.
He put the small bottle back into his arms like a treasure.