Chapter 183: Hug her out of the house and fly at night
While Wang Xiulin was pouring tea for Huang Fengmo, Yan Ruozhen quickly winked at Huang Chenling and asked secretly: Why are you stepping on me? There are many people and eyes, so don't make small moves.
Huang Chenling raised the corner of her mouth slightly and touched her nose lightly as a reply to her.
Uh! What was this reply? Yan Ruocheng didn't understand what he meant.
So, he tried to pick the sole of his shoe with his toe, but unexpectedly, he accidentally picked Huang Fengmo's injured foot.
"Hiss!" Huang Fengmo knew it was her foot that had come over, so he didn't blame him. He frowned slightly and let out a soft hiss.
Yan Ruozhen flinched, knowing that Tao was with the wrong person.
"Brother Imperial, are you okay after not seeing your feet for so long?" Huang Chenling asked in confusion as she didn't know that Huang Fengmo had suffered injuries.
"It's much better. I just had a little itching on the soles of my feet just now." Huang Fengmo said simply, thinking about his face and fooling him.
Wang Xiulin held his chin and said sarcastically: "Brother Fengmo and Brother Chenling, you both injured your feet. I'm afraid that on the day of the Holy Wanshou next month, you will sit in a wooden wheelchair instead of using crutches. It's very disrespectful."
In general?"
"You girl! You just say something annoying at the wrong time. We know this is a problem without you saying it." Huang Chenling reached out to pinch Wang Xiulin's ear and said helplessly.
"I'm not afraid of this. I just need to heal myself within this month. Ruocheng, don't you think so?" Huang Fengmo said deliberately, showing off to them that he had the ghost doctor Yan Ruocheng by his side.
When he dragged her into the conversation like this, Yan Ruocheng also wanted to pinch his ears and asked, "Why did you provoke this incident?"
"Yes, Your Highness. I will do my best to take good care of your injury and try to make it in time to attend Wanshou Day next month." Yan Ruozhen naturally said good things to Huang Fengmo.
"Hee hee, brother Chen Ling also hired a personal medical servant, who is even more powerful than the one next to you. He is Doctor Zi." Wang Xiulin said angrily to support Huang Chenling.
"I hired an old doctor. I don't know how good he is. He has more experience at most, and because he is an old doctor, the fee is very expensive. I have experienced it today. I don't know how much money you paid, Chen Ling.
Who hired him? " Huang Fengmo said with some contempt.
"Of course it's the price of an ordinary medical servant. There is no special difference." Huang Chenling answered casually. In fact, he didn't know this. He left the details of the appointment to Wang Xiulin.
After hearing this, Wang Xiulin's mouth gagged. She paid eighty times the price of a medical servant to hire Doctor Zi. She didn't dare to tell Huang Chenling about this yet. She unnaturally picked up the cup and sipped the tea.
Yan Ruocheng noticed her unnaturalness and guessed that it must be more than such a small amount. Seeing how Dr. Zi charged a sky-high price for a doctor's visit, it was strange that he was not expensive.
After that, they chatted for about an hour, and when the moonlight was about to end, they went back to their rooms.
Yan Ruocheng pushed Huang Fengmo's wooden wheelchair slowly along the corridor.
"Ruocheng, are you sure that I will be able to move freely next month?" Huang Fengmo asked gently.
"It's actually hard to say. Just now, Your Highness, you confidently told them that they would be able to recover within the next month. I'm feeling stressed." Yan Ruocheng said helplessly.
"What kind of pressure do you have? Just stay by my side and take good care of me. Anyway, the injury will heal as it heals. You don't need me to worry about it and it will heal quickly." Huang Fengmo retorted.
"Your Highness, you are so kind to this little person..." Yan Ruocheng always heard words of concern for her from his mouth, and was very impressed for a moment.
"Can you sleep with me tonight?" Huang Fengmo asked, holding her little hand.
"But, Your Highness, will you take advantage of the opportunity to do something random?" She felt that she could not allow him to take advantage of the opportunity. She had to ask clearly first.
"You are so wary of me, I feel so tired..." Huang Fengmo let go of her hand and said unhappily.
"If you're tired, go back and sleep. I'll sleep with you." Yan Ruocheng coaxed her immediately.
"Don't you force yourself?" Huang Fengmo tilted his eyes slightly at her.
"..." It's not easy to answer this. If you answer it reluctantly, he will definitely not be happy. If you don't answer it reluctantly, it will go against your conscience. After all, you are still a little wary of him. How should she answer it?
Just when she hesitated, Huang Fengmo was already angry and deliberately put down his injured foot. The wheelchair dragged his foot. It was stuck for a moment.
"It hurts!" he shouted suddenly.
"What's wrong, Your Highness? Where does it hurt?" Yan Ruozhen frowned in fear and came forward to take a look.
His injured leg was moved down and placed diagonally on the ground. Fortunately, it was fixed very thickly by Doctor Zi, so the bones inside it should not be damaged.
"Your Highness, why did you move your foot down so accidentally? Does it hurt?" Yan Ruocheng gently held his foot, touched and blew on it.
"Well, it hurts...the toes and insteps hurt the most. I need to blow on it." Huang Fengmo said coquettishly.
"Okay...Okay." Yan Ruozhen continued to touch it gently and lowered his head to blow on it.
A breeze blew slightly, and a few willow leaves flew in. As the willow leaves flew in, a stone flashed in the middle and hit Huang Fengmo's injured foot very accurately.
"Ah!" Huang Fengmo jumped in pain and frowned.
"Your Highness? Did the villain hurt you?" Because the stone flew so fast, Yan Ruocheng didn't notice anything unusual at all.
"Hiss... something hit my foot..." Huang Fengmo pressed the instep of his foot and lowered his head to explain.
"Hit?" Yan Ruozhen raised his head and looked around at the situation.
At this moment, a black shadow flew behind Huang Fengmo and knocked him out with a palm.
"magical?"
Yan Ruocheng recognized who it was at a glance, even though he was wearing a mask and a new style of black clothes.
"Hey, it seems you still miss me a little." Huan took off his mask and said with the same evil smile as before. But he looked much more delicate.
"Why are you here? Is your injury healed?" Yan Ruocheng walked over and asked.
"Of course it's not healed yet. If you don't even visit me, I'll come and pick you up in person." Huan approached her ear, smelled her fragrance, and said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, he put his arms around her waist, hugged her whole body, and flew into the night sky with a whoosh. Yan Ruocheng didn't react at all, and he had already taken her out of the house.
"Huan! Hey, don't take me away! I can't leave His Highness alone, please let me down!" Yan Ruocheng struggled to go back.
"It hurts so much. My injury is not healed yet. If you hit me with a hammer, my wound will not be healed. That smelly prince you smelled of athlete's foot, it won't matter if you leave him alone for a night or two. Leave him alone."
!It's okay if you just take care of me." Huan said coquettishly and angrily.
"He doesn't have athlete's foot, at most it smells like medicine!" Yan Ruocheng said in a contest.
"You're willing to smell that stinky prince's stinky feet. I don't know how to treat you well. There's no need to serve him in such a humble manner. Don't you have any dignity?" Huan said, not understanding her behavior.
"It's not what you think. It's not related to dignity as you said. It's just that his foot hurts. He just rubbed it." Yan Ruocheng explained helplessly.
"Hey, you just admit it if you like smelling athlete's foot. Why are you explaining so much? If I had known, I would have given you a foot to smell." Huan deliberately made her angry and teased her.
"I smelled your head! They said no!" Yan Ruocheng was furious.
"Huh? How do you know my head smells good?" Huan Ke was very happy.
The two of them chattered in the air and soon returned to An You's residence.
Huan landed very carefully, put Yan Ruocheng down gently, made a shushing gesture, and said: "Shush! Don't make a loud noise, I stole Anyou out to find you while Anyou was sleeping, and I will come out if you wake him up."
Sorry. Oops, the wound on my stomach hurts again." After he finished speaking, he pressed his stomach slightly, as if he was in pain.
Yan Ruozhen didn't know if he was real or just pretending. She didn't want to help him.
"Why don't you help me? I said my stomach wound hurts." Huan said displeasedly, seeing that she didn't take the initiative to help him.
"It feels like you are pretending, so I don't want to help him." She slowly went to hold his arm and said.
"Why are you pretending? You were hit several times during your struggle just now. Come in quickly and help me take a look." Huan said angrily.
So, the two of them entered the house quietly. Anyou was asleep in the room, and they tried to keep their voices as low as possible so as not to wake him up.
"Why isn't Uncle An at home?" Yan Ruocheng asked doubtfully. She hadn't even seen Uncle An.
"Are you talking about An You's adoptive father? I rented a hot spring hotel so that he can stay there and soak in the hot springs. I'm not with him for so many years, so I can compensate An You a little bit." Huan explained.
When he said this, Yan Ruozhen grabbed his collar and said with a black line on his face: "So you have so much money? Then why don't you give me any medical fees?"
"You have never asked me for medical treatment fees, and I left this injury to save you. Are you embarrassed to accept medical treatment fees from me?" Huan slapped her little hand away and asked with a wry smile.
"Just talking." When she thought about the sky-high medical fees paid by Dr. Zi, and then thought about how often she received free medical consultations, she felt a little psychologically unbalanced. No wonder she was always so poor.
"It's not just talk, it's like I'm worried about money. Come on, help me take a look at the wound on my stomach, and blow it with your mouth. I'll reward you with two cents." Huan Bian said jokingly,
While unbuttoning your shirt.
"If you don't shut up, believe it or not, I want to strangle you to death?" Yan Ruocheng unzipped his clothes angrily and came to check the wound.
The wound has almost healed, but it is a little purple. Just apply some herbal medicine to remove congestion. It's not a big problem. However, Anyou should be able to help him apply it.
"Can Xiaoyou help you apply herbal medicine to remove congestion?" she asked doubtfully.
"Yes, yes, but I thought the application was a bit itchy, so I took it off," Huan said honestly.
"Itching is a response to healing. Don't scratch it, don't remove it, just let it itch until it's enough."
"If it is not applied enough, the scar will be ugly. You can see it turning purple. It must be applied!"
"Not enough!"
"It must be applied!"
The two were still arguing. An You, who was in the room, rubbed his eyes and came out and said, "Can you be quiet? You guys are noising me even when I'm sleeping, so I can't sleep!"
"Xiaoyou, be good, go in and sleep quickly, leave us alone." Yan Ruocheng went over to coax him to go back to sleep.
An You yawned loudly and said, "Well, don't hurt my brother. I'm going to sleep. I'm so sleepy. Keep your voice down. It's best not to talk."
"Okay, go to sleep."
Yan Ruozhen turned around, and Huan was looking triumphant. She didn't know what he wanted to do, and she had a bit of an ominous premonition.