After the clearing, I became the soft bag of the fourth master

Chapter 32
She hadn't eaten all day, Fat Fu and Zi Zhi prepared six dishes, and Wu Ling drank three bowls of rice porridge.

My stomach was round after eating, and I couldn't help but burp~
Very comfortable.

In the middle of Wuling's meal, Yinzhen interrupted abruptly: "You don't need to take Bizitang anymore. If you say you are not blessed, then I think you will not be blessed to give birth to an eldest son."

Wu Ling's heart turned cold when he said this, "I already know."

She also responded coldly.

The two stared at each other silently.

At night, the night is as dark as paint, and only a short red candle is burning beside the bed.

Wu Ling and Yinzhen were lying straight under the same quilt, but they still felt cold.

The sentence "You are not blessed with a child" has been lingering in Wu Ling's ears. Although she has been taking Bizi Decoction and never thought about having a child, hearing this sentence from Yinzhen's mouth, Wu Ling Still feel cold.

The mattress under her was a little wrinkled, pinching her soft waist, making her a little uncomfortable, she turned over slightly, and her feet, which were colder than jade, accidentally touched Yinzhen.

He opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked at Wu Ling, but Wu Ling turned his head away in anger, and quietly withdrew his feet.

Suddenly, Yinzhen got up, and Wu Ling felt a chill on his back, then, Yinzhen attached himself and began to kiss Wu Ling's ear.

He kissed very carefully, but Wu Ling kept his back to her, without the slightest reaction, so he went down and sucked her neck.

After a long time, Yinzhen heard Wu Ling's sobbing, he stood up with a frown, turned Wu Ling around, and found that her eyes were red from crying.

Yinzhen didn't understand, he just didn't want Wuling to take Bizi Tang again, did this matter make her so embarrassed?

Stretching out his hand, he wanted to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, but when Yinzhen reached out to Wu Ling's delicate face, he gave up, and instead pushed her lips away, and began to kiss her aggressively...

. . . . . .

After the kiss that night, Yinzhen didn't touch her again, maybe because he was bored in his heart, maybe because he was worried about Wu Ling's illness, even though he didn't say a single good word, he still held Wu Ling in his arms and hugged her. asleep.

But since that night, Yinzhen will no longer give Wuling flower hairpins. As for the Bizitang, it's not that Wuling doesn't want to drink it, but she asks Zizhi and Fat Fu to go to the pharmacy to find Su Momo to get them. Soup, but before they came, the fourth master had instructed that the pharmacy could no longer deliver Bizi soup to Xiaoyuge. Even if Madam Su liked Wu Ling, how dare she go against fourth master's wishes.

If the Bizi soup is not coming, Wu Ling can only eat a lot of Bizi's food every day. Although she is not sure how the effect of these foods will be, but now it can only be like this.

Afterwards, old man Fu drank another course of decoction mixed with flower dew, and his body recovered. He no longer coughed, and his voice became loud and clear. Not only was his tuberculosis cured, but also old man Fu’s body bones became stronger. few.

Everyone said that old man Fu really deserved his name, he was a blessed old man.

Liu Chuanqing was surprised when he learned that old man Fu had recovered from his illness.

In less than a month, a person who had suffered from tuberculosis for 20 years was cured... This...Liu Chuanqing himself...I'm afraid he couldn't do it.

Even in any medical book, there is no record that tuberculosis can be cured.

Wu Ling showed off his "results" and said, "Tell me, the second condition."

The second condition?
Liu Chuanqing didn't even think about the second condition, he just wanted to make things difficult for Wu Ling, to do an impossible thing, could it be possible, what secret technique does the Hanwu tribe hide?
Seeing Liu Chuanqing remain silent, Wu Ling took the lead to ask: "Doctor Liu, you haven't thought about it yet~"

"How could it be?" Liu Chuanqing shook the feather fan, and the movements became faster and faster unconsciously. Suddenly, he thought of a person. Although it was a risk...but if Wu Ling really has some magic technique that can bring the dead back to life, why not give it a try?He said: "There is another person in Baylor Mansion who is getting sick. If you can cure her, then you will pass the second condition."

"Did you get sick?" Wu Ling wondered, "Who is it?"

"Fu Jin." Liu Chuanqing seemed to be smiling but not a smile. The disease of Fujin is a heart disease, which is damaged, and it is the human spirit. It is more terrible than a terminal illness. Liu Chuanqing has nothing to do with Fujin, and he does not believe that Wu Ling can do anything. The doctor gave birth to Fujin.

"it is good!"

Wu Ling readily agreed.

Liu Chuanqing smiled playfully: "Do you know what's wrong with Fujin? Wu Gege, don't boast..."

"If I can heal old man Fu, I can heal Di Fujin. Let's wait and see, Imperial Physician Liu." Wu Ling smiled easily.

Seeing her so confident appearance, Liu Chuanqing waved her feather fan and smiled with her lips pursed.

. . .

In the distance, Fourth Master saw Wu Ling chatting happily with Liu Chuanqing, he frowned slightly: "Wu Ling... When did you know Liu Chuanqing so well?"

Su Peisheng stretched his neck and looked, "Oh, it's really... this..."

He turned around and took a sneak peek at fourth master. At this time, his face was ashen. . .

……

After the old man recovered from his illness, he did not forget to be grateful. He embroidered several clothes overnight and sent them to Wu Ling. Although the old man Fu was a man, he was not rough at all when he started sewing. He saw that Wu Ling liked water blue. , I sewed several irises on the flag dress. The needles and threads are fine and the flowers are lifelike.

Wu Ling was very happy when he saw it.

In Xiaoyu Pavilion, old man Fu kowtowed, with snot and tears, "Wugege, you are the reborn parents of this old slave, if there is no Gege, this old slave might die of illness in the mansion someday! Wugege is so kind and virtuous, the old slave has nothing to repay, so he can only kowtow to Gege."

"Okay, okay." Wu Ling smiled: "You are so old, I can't bear such a heavy gift, curing diseases and saving lives is what I want to do, but, I think... you can promise me one thing matter."

"No matter what, this old slave will definitely do it even if he goes up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire!" Old man Fu replied without hesitation.

"No big deal."

Wu Ling said: "You also know that I am from Hanwu, and the way I save you is also Hanwu's way. This has never been passed on to outsiders. In order to treat your illness, I broke Hanwu's rules , if Hanwu's medical skills are leaked, then I will definitely be punished, so I think...you must not tell others about the process of my healing, can you?"

"Of course, the slave will definitely not say it!" Old man Fu nodded again and again: "Ge Ge can rest assured, Ge Ge is for the slave, and the slave has a conscience."

"Even if it's the doctor in the mansion, the Imperial Physician Liu in the palace, or even...even the fourth master, you can't say it, can you?"

Old man Fu patted his chest: "This old slave will definitely not say it!"

In this way, Wu Ling felt relieved.

(End of this chapter)