"Forget it." The woman's anger came and went very quickly. Her eyebrows jumped a little and she graciously accepted the young man's sincere apology.
"Where is your friend now? What disease does he have and what are the symptoms?" Completely forgetting what the boy had done before, the woman began to care about his friend's condition.
"I can't say for sure. I'm not a miracle doctor. How can I see a doctor? But he was seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep. It's already the fourth day now. I arranged for him to stay in a nearby inn.
Please come over and take a look." After hearing the woman's question and seeing that her charming face was not angry, the young man explained with relief.
"Oh? Just wait, I'll make some arrangements first, and we'll go together later." After understanding the situation and making some preparations, the woman's red lips slightly opened and she said softly.
The young man stood in the medicine hall, waiting for the woman to give some instructions to the medicine boy, and then he saw the woman walking over carrying a small medicine box.
"Bring it to me!" A white arm stretched out in front of the woman, and the young man smiled.
Looking at the young man who stretched out his arm, the woman was stunned for a moment, and then her slender fingers gently held a handful of black hair on her head. A burst of fragrance floated over, and she handed the medicine box in her hand to the young man.
He took the medicine box and held it in his hand. It didn't feel very heavy. The boy took the lead and walked out of the medicine hall, with the woman following closely behind him.
There was no words between the two. After a while, the young man took the woman to the inn that he had rented before. When they arrived at the guest room, the young man put the medicine box on the table without taking off the hat on his head.
He went to the window and took a look at the man with his back covered by a quilt. He turned back to the woman and said, "This is the seriously ill friend I mentioned."
Hearing this, Lianbu stepped forward slightly, and the woman asked with some confusion: "I wonder what the young master's name is? Before I treat someone, I must first know his origin. This is also the ancestral motto of the little girl's family."
The woman wanted to ask before, but because of the previous episode, she was so angry that she forgot about it for a moment. Then she remembered and asked.
"Uh..." Hearing the other party's question, the young man was startled, and immediately his face under the bamboo hat fell into deep thought, "It's better not to talk about it. The name of King Xiaoyao must be well-known in the capital, huh?"
What name should I use? Hey! By the way, let’s use Tianyou’s name first!”
Seeing that the young man in front of her suddenly fell into silence after hearing her question, the woman was even more confused. It was already very mysterious wearing a bamboo hat, but now it takes so long to even think about the name. There must be something weird, the woman secretly guessed in her heart.
For a while.
The name Tianyou has been used by Wen Tianyu once before. The boy did not know it, and did not search for relevant information in his clone's memory. It may be that the clone was not familiar with the situation of the painting on the street.
care.
After a while, the silent boy finally spoke and said a name that surprised the woman.
"Kang Tianyou, please please take a look at my friend first!" The young man's voice came from under the bamboo hat.
Hearing this, her pretty face was filled with shock and surprise. Some were happy, some were confused. The woman opened her red lips and said cheerfully: "Are you... Mr. Kuang? The one who presented the painting.