Rebirth of the miraculous doctor of counterattack

Chapter 272
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Yin Yixuan looked at Zheng Zhongwen who kept talking in his sleep, his face was livid, he threw down the robe in his hand angrily, turned around and walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

When he went out, he met Sangui who was trotting over with a basin, and Sangui called out, "Mr. Yin, is my son okay?"

Yin Yixuan ignored him and went straight back to his room.

Sangui was at a loss, what happened to Mr. Yin?Who are you angry with?
When he entered the room with a basin in his hand, he saw his son vomited up on the ground beside the bed, and heard the words kept muttering in his mouth, his heart was broken, Mr. Yin must have heard his son's drunken talk.

When Zheng Zhongwen woke up, it was already the next day's time, the bright sun came in through the window, and fell on the desk under the window. On the desk was a newly completed painting. The girl in the painting was smiling sweetly, with beautiful eyes looking forward , she stood in the rain of flowers.

The painter does not have very superb painting skills, but only uses simple lines to outline his thoughts and thoughts. In the simplicity, there is a bit of sincerity, but it has a special charm.

In the upper left corner of the painting, there are two lines of words: The pear blossom courtyard melts into the moon, and the catkin pond is light and windy.

He rubbed his painful temples and shouted outside: "Sangui!"

Sangui was outside, but actually fell asleep lying on the low stool in the room. When he heard Shizi's voice, he immediately woke up with a jolt. He rubbed his eyes and walked to the bed, saying: "My lord, you are awake!" ?”

Zheng Zhongwen was taken aback: "Where did you come from?"

Sangui pointed to the foot of the bed: "I've been here all night, and I fell asleep when I was too tired in the morning."

It was only then that Zheng Zhongwen remembered his drunkenness: "Thank you for your hard work, you can pour me a bowl of water, then go back to your room and go to sleep."

"Oh!" Sangui was still a little confused, and hurriedly turned to pour water, but almost tripped over the stool under his feet.

"Slow down, what time is it?" Zheng Zhongwen lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and took the teacup from Sangui.

Sangui looked at the sun outside, and said: "It's about time, I have already sent someone to the government office, saying that you will go there later, don't get in the way, let's go to bed later!"

Zheng Zhongwen handed back the empty teacup to Sangui, turned around and went to the screen rack to pick up the clothes, seeing that the clothes were stained with spills, he threw them aside again, Sangui saw this, and hurriedly took out a clean set from the closet His clothes were handed over.

"Where's Yixuan?" He asked.

Sangui shook his head: "I don't know, I have never been out here." He suddenly thought of what happened last night, and said again: "Master, Mr. Yin seems to be angry."

"Why are you angry?" Zheng Zhongwen put on his clothes, quickly tied his hair, and inserted a simple white jade hairpin.

Although he is the son of the Hou family, he has never put on airs. He always likes to do everything he can do by himself. Sometimes even Sangui feels that he is not like a noble family son at all, but like a poor student.

Sangui told Yin Yixuan what he had heard in his sleep last night.

Zheng Zhongwen was not surprised, and he didn't feel sorry for Yin Yixuan. In the world of love, no one is right or wrong. If you like someone, you just like it. This is something that cannot be concealed and hidden.

What's more, Yixuan and Rongyue broke off their engagement long ago, the man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried, he doesn't think there is anything wrong with him.

"My lord, what are you going to do?" Sangui asked with a worried expression.

Zheng Zhongwen shrugged: "What should I do?"

(End of this chapter)