Zhumen Hangui

How dare Su Yizhao go to the doctor?Isn't that a trick?

Zong Zeming was a little angry, "I'm not feeling well, why didn't you go to the doctor? How did your servants serve you so neglectfully?"

As he spoke, he looked around, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you see a servant serving you? None of your masters fell asleep, but they fell asleep?"

"I told them to go to sleep. I like to be alone. It's quieter."

Su Yizhao didn't want to talk at the moment, so he issued an order to evict the guest.

"Are you in a hurry? If not, I want to rest earlier."

Seeing Su Yizhao's slightly frowned brows, Zong Zeming felt angry.

"How can you do it without seeing the doctor?"

"No need, you'll be fine after taking the medicine." Suddenly, there was another throbbing pain in his stomach, and a hot stream gushed out from below, Su Yizhao's face turned pale immediately.

"Are you alright? If you're okay, you can go first!" Su Yizhao became impatient to deal with it, and now the big things are not as important as her rest.

Zong Zeming saw that Su Yizhao unconsciously put his hand on his lower abdomen, and looked as if he couldn't wait to dare to leave by himself, so he suddenly became puzzled.

Just about to persuade Su Yizhao not to shy away from medical treatment, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, so he really shut up.

"You wait, I have good medicine, go and get it for you." After he finished speaking, before Su Yizhao could answer, he jumped out of the window again.

Su Yizhao wanted to stop him, but before he could speak, the other party left, so he had no choice but to give up!
Su Yizhao was so weak that he didn't dare to move.

She planned to spend the night in the study today, and if she went back to the dormitory, Ji Jiao would make the bed in the morning, and it would be bad if she noticed something.

Zong Zeming rushed back in a hurry. After changing his clothes, he knocked on the door of a room.

The door was gently opened, and a boy dressed as a book boy saw that it was Zong Zeming, and immediately pulled him into the room.

"Didn't you say you don't want to come to me if you have nothing to do? It would be bad to be seen by others." The boy said with a frown.

"I need you urgently." Zong Zeming said immediately.

"What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell? Or did they give you some medicine?"

The young man looked at Zong Zeming's face and asked suspiciously.

"It's not me!" Zong Zeming waved his hands, and then walked back and forth in the room.

He blushed slightly, "This is it, this?"

"What? What, what are you talking about?" the boy replied impatiently.

"It's just a girl. Her stomach hurts. Is that what it is?" Zong Zeming was desperate, and immediately looked at the boy after speaking.

The young man looked at Zong Zeming in surprise, his eyes were full of curiosity and inquiry.

"Could you be a girl you like?" the boy asked gossipingly.

"Oh! No, just tell me, right?" Zong Zeming waved his hand to explain.

"That depends on where she hurts! Besides, if she has sunflower water, how would I know? I haven't seen her yet."

Zong Zeming immediately blushed when he heard the words, and felt that he was about to feel ashamed.

After a while, he still narrated Su Yizhao's situation at that time.

"Hmm! If you say that, it should be the symptom of coming to Kui Shui. And she should still have menarche, so it is more painful."

"Oh! The doctor showed her before, and said that her body was weak and she didn't take care of it since she was a child. Could this be the reason?"

Zong Zeming didn't have any maids to take care of him before, so he didn't know much about it.

"It's very possible! If she's physically weak, maybe the pain will be stronger!" The boy nodded.

"Then you prescribe a prescription for her to take medicine, first relieve the pain, and then make some pills for her to recuperate her body." Zong Zeming said.

Cang Nian rolled his eyes, "I am the best at making poison and detoxifying it. You have to find a gynecologist to take care of this woman. I am not good at this!"

"Come on less! Drive faster!" Zong Zeming frowned, with a worried expression on his face.

Cang Nian took a deep look at Zong Zeming, then shook his head, turned around and murmured: "This is a sweetheart!"

Zong Zeming didn't pay attention to what Cang Nian said, he had already quickly arrived at the desk and started grinding ink.

"I still lack a few herbs here, you can go outside and look for them."

He has no corresponding medicinal materials for this woman's disease.

"Just open it, I will figure out a way for the medicinal materials."

Cang Nian watched Zong Zeming leave in a hurry, smiled and shook his head.

"Tsk tsk! I don't know which girl is so unlucky that he fell in love with it. That girl is only in her prime, so she wants an old cow to eat young grass!"

Su Yizhao was in a daze from the pain, and then drowsiness swept over him, and he couldn't help falling asleep.

Su Yizhao suddenly woke up when he heard a noise in the room in his dream.

Opening her misty eyes, when she saw a black shadow walking back and forth in the room, she immediately lost her sleepiness.

"Are you awake? You don't take care of your body at all, and you sleep without a thin quilt. It's almost winter. Don't you know how cold it is at night?"

Zong Zeming looked at Su Yizhao's bewildered look, and at the same time he was angry and softened.

This was her negligence. It hurt too much before, so she didn't think about it so much, and then fell asleep without knowing it.But she felt that she didn't sleep for long, just squinted for a while.

Looking down at the cloak covering his body, he remembered that there was no thin quilt in the study.

Feeling a little warm in the room, Su Yizhao realized that the charcoal basin had already been lit.

"Where did you get the charcoal? You won't be discovered, right?" She felt a little strange, why did Zong Zeming also see that she was cold?
"I found it in the ear room over there, drink the medicine first!" Zong Zeming took the small clay stove, and then poured the brown soup medicine into the white porcelain bowl.

Su Yizhao's brain went down a bit, "Where did you get the medicine? It's still fried here?"

"It was already in the house. It was fried and brought over. When you fell asleep, I put it on a small clay stove to heat it up."

Bringing the medicine to Su Yizhao, he picked up a spoon and scooped it up, and even fed it to Su Yizhao's mouth.

Su Yizhao only felt a burst of horror. She looked at Zong Zeming vigilantly, "Isn't the Master planning something against me? Could it be that he is plotting me to do things for you again? Or is it?"

Then Su Yizhao looked Zong Zeming up and down, his eyes full of suspicion.

"Let me tell you first, I'm not a broken back!"

Zong Zeming rolled his eyes when he heard the words, "You are really heartless, I am obviously concerned about you. If it weren't for your flexible mind and the effortless cooperation with you, I wouldn't bother to care about you !"

Su Yizhao glanced at him suspiciously, with suspicion and vigilance written all over his face.

"Then I would like to thank my son for his kindness, but this is an old disease of mine, and the pills I always have at home have improved a lot after taking it now. I don't know if this medicine is right for you, so you should not take it indiscriminately, so as not to aggravate the condition."

Su Yizhao gently pushed the medicine bowl as he spoke, with a very resistant expression on his face.