Rebirth of the miraculous doctor of counterattack

Chapter 1103 Chewing Master's Tongue Secretly
Chapter 1118

She hates this kind of person who makes a fuss out of nothing and loves to gossip about his master's tongue behind his back. Selling out is considered light, and she is being kind. Such rumors are not a good thing for a young man.

"Is there anything else you want to ask, mother?" Wan Kun said.

Jian Yun shook her head: "No, go ahead."

When Wan Kun turned around, Mr. Wan also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't do anything wrong, but the man went in and out of the brothel and said nothing, and he had to be believed. One more thing is worse than one less thing. Jian Yun didn't know that is the best.

After Wan Kun left the south courtyard, he went straight to the east courtyard.

Xiaodou asked: "Master, don't you want to go back to have breakfast?"

Wan Kun glanced at the East Courtyard, which was already close in front of him, and said softly, "Don't worry."

He pulled up his robe and went into the courtyard, saw the girl who was sweeping, and asked casually: "Is the Princess up?"

The girl was taken aback for a moment, this was the first time the young master talked to her, and he was so gentle, she was heartbroken.

"Why are you in a daze? The young master is asking you something." Xiaodou said to the girl.

The girl came back to her senses, and hurriedly responded: "Back, back, son, the princess hasn't gotten up yet."

Wan Kun snorted, thought for a while, and walked inside.

Xiaodou caught up and said in a low voice: "My lord, the princess hasn't gotten up yet, didn't you hear?"

"I heard you." He didn't stop walking, walked straight to Wen'er's room, knocked on the door first, and saw that no one answered him, so he pushed the door open.

A faint smell of alcohol came to his face, Wen'er was lying on the bed, half of his body was exposed outside the quilt, his black hair covered most of his face, and he didn't have the slightest image of a lady. I'm afraid he was the only one who could see such a real Wen'er.

He sighed, turned to Xiaodou and said, "You just wait outside."

Xiaodou frowned: "My lord, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to go in like this. I'll let Mr. Jiao know about it later, so I don't know how to arrange for you."

When Mr. Jiao was mentioned, Wan Kun's iceberg-like face showed a hint of impatience, and he raised his eyebrows: "What does he do? What does it have to do with him?"

what is the relationship?Xiaodou thought, everyone in the whole house doesn't know what Mr. Jiao is thinking, he follows the princess all day long, his eyes can't hold anything but the princess, a blind person can see that he is I made up my mind to marry the princess in the future.

Wan Kun ignored him, stepped straight into the room, and closed the door behind him.

Xiaodou secretly said: "I hope that Mr. Jiao will not come to the East Courtyard before the young master comes out, otherwise there will definitely be trouble."

As soon as he thought about it, he saw Mr. Jiao coming from a distance carrying a food box.

I'm really afraid of what's coming.

As soon as Zhou Jiao entered the courtyard, he saw Xiaodou standing at the door of Wen'er's room, his complexion immediately sank, and he quickly stepped forward: "Why are you here?"

Xiaodougan smiled: "My son came to visit the princess, so the little one is naturally here too."

Zhou Jiao's complexion was serious, and he stretched out his hand to push the door. When the door opened, he saw Wan Kun sitting by the bed and holding Wen'er's hand. He strode in immediately and said angrily to Wan Kun, "What are you doing what?"

Wan Kun raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, his face was expressionless, and he said in a low voice, "Can't you see it? It's a good thing you have studied medicine for so many years."

Only then did Zhou Jiao realize that he was actually checking Wen'er's pulse.

At this time Wan Kun had already stuffed Wen'er's hand back into the quilt, he got up from the bed, glanced at the food box in his hand, and left without saying anything.

(End of this chapter)