Chen Yi and Jing Yao read Taylor's review and wrote it in great sincerity and neatly handwriting, which contained apologies to their brother and sister-in-law.
As a writer, Mo Jingyao has strong writing skills. She thinks this review letter is a bit standard and is from Taylor.
So at this moment, she completely forgave the boy in her heart.
"Or...you just forgive him?"
Chen Yi sat in the chair, holding the review letter in his hand, looked over and over again, Jing Yao leaned against him, rubbed his arm with her waist, and continued, "Anyway, you have forgiven him in your heart, just your mouth I'm just stubborn."
Listening to her gentle and nice voice, Chen Yi remembered the scene that Tyler had just staged on the bed with her. To be honest, his mood was not that bad.
He let go of the review and gently pulled the girl's hand. Jing Yao turned around and sat on his lap, staring at each other at a distance.
She lowered her head slightly, and her black hair just covered both cheeks. Her jade nose bridge and down-like dark eyelashes made men more addicted to them.
Chen Yi couldn't help but hold her cheek and couldn't help but kiss her lips.
The Chinese doctor left Prince Taylor and went straight to the King's Palace. He thought a lot along the way.
Arthur at the door saluted respectfully, "The national medical treatment is good."
"I'll take a look at the king. How is his health?" The Chinese doctor looked charitable.
"The king is very good. He is in the study to approve documents. Do you have any urgent matters? Or just look at him?" said Arthur. "If the king just entered, he might have to wait for a long time if he had no appointment."
"No, no hurry, I just come and have a look." The Chinese doctor said with a smile, "I have time, I can wait."
Then Arthur asked the servant to make tea for him, and the Chinese doctor really sat on the sofa and waited.
In the study not far away, the door was closed. The king had just taken medicine, his body recovered a little, and his whole mental state was much better.
The effect of the antidote seemed to have a magical magic power.
He sat at the desk, an open notebook, holding the mouse in his hand, carefully checking the documents on it.
About an hour later.
The Chinese doctor who had been waiting outside heard the footsteps and quickly stood up and turned to look, "Hello, King." He saluted respectfully.
"Are you here?" The king walked towards this side with a dragon-headed crutch.
"King, you're in a good mood recently." He was very happy, with a smile on his face, "Is your body feeling much better, right?"
"Yes."
The Chinese doctor thought about it and wanted to get straight to the topic. At this time, the king looked at the scenery outside the door and said, "The weather is good, should you accompany me out for a walk?"
Isn't this an opportunity?
"Okay." The Chinese doctor quickly took a few steps forward and held his arm with great thoughtfulness, "King, be careful."
"I'm not so fragile, I recover faster and less often during the day, and I rarely stay in bed during the day." The king smiled and looked very good, "I just watched the computer for a long time just now, so I had to go out for a walk and relax. A little tired.”
"It is necessary to combine work and rest, and the body is the most important thing." The Chinese doctor was by his side, with a smile on his face.
After a while, the two walked out of the palace and came to the green and dark garden. The surroundings were filled with insects and birds, and the fragrance of flowers was swaying, which made people feel refreshed.
"King, I don't know whether to talk about it or not." The national doctor hesitated for a while, looking sad.