Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 273 Not As Simple As Asthma

Looking at the things Mo Xue handed over, Fan Qingtian raised his eyebrows, and vaguely guessed Lin Cailuo's intentions in his heart.

Not refusing to accept it, Fan Qingtian finished the brocade box handed over by Mo Xue, his eyes fell on Lin Cailuo, and he said with a smile, "Then I would like to thank Miss Cailuo for her kindness."

"My lord, you are welcome, ahem, this is also my heart." Lin Cailuo's voice seemed a little weak at the moment.

Hearing Lin Cailuo's cough, Fan Qingtian's eyes darkened slightly, but he didn't ask any further questions, and then opened the brocade box.

There was a roll of white cloth on the brocade box, and Fan Qingtian opened the cloth immediately, and saw that the cloth was embroidered with the four gentlemen of plum, orchid, chrysanthemum, and bamboo. The abstract collocation of these four plants was embroidered together, and the vision was extremely conflicting, but It makes people feel very harmonious and natural.

One look at this embroidery work is very good!

Looking at the embroidery skills of these four gentlemen, Fan Qingtian's eyes showed admiration and liking.

Seeing a satisfied smile on Fan Qingtian's calm face, Lin Cailuo felt that the next talk should be much easier.

Looking at Fan Qingtian with a shallow smile, Lin Cailuo said at this moment, "I don't know that Mr. Fan likes this embroidery."

"Miss Cailuo is very good at embroidery. To tell you the truth, I like this embroidery very much." Fan Qingtian said in admiration.

Li Mie, who was facing Fan Qingtian, listened to Fan Qingtian's words, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes shone with an unpredictable light.

Hearing Fan Qingtian's words, Lin Cailuo's eyes lit up, and at this moment Lin Cailuo looked a little embarrassed, "Mr. Fan, although my embroidery skills are not bad, but the sky does not obey people's wishes, and my body is not good enough. It’s not a problem to help Mr. Fan embroider two or three pairs of embroidery a month, but if you want to embroider more, I’m afraid I won’t be able to bear it.”

After a pause, Lin Cailuo paid attention to the expression on Fan Qingtian's face and continued, "Young Master Fan Qing, my condition is that I can only embroider two pieces of embroidery for Master Fan in a month at most. If Master Fan agrees, then I am also willing to agree. Long-term cooperation with Mr. Fan."

Knowing her request, most people would not agree to it, but Lin Cailuo was confident that her embroidery would make Fan Qingtian consider cooperating with her.

If Lin Cailuo was not sick, Lin Cailuo would not have to embarrass Fan Qingtian like this.

From the very beginning, he knew that Lin Cailuo was ill, especially just now when Fan Qingtian took the opportunity to pull Lin Cailuo into the carriage, he knew that Lin Cailuo was seriously ill, and if the delay continued, his life might still be in danger.

Lin Cailuo was thinking for her own sake, and Lin Cailuo did not lie to Fan Qingtian. When Lin Cailuo proposed this condition, Fan Qingtian also confirmed what she thought, so Fan Qingtian would naturally agree to Lin Cailuo's request.

Now this is just the first step, and Fan Qingtian will naturally not ask Lin Cailuo to do anything more. Of course, if Lin Cailuo recovers from her illness, then it is not certain.

A light flashed across his eyes, and Fan Qingtian said with a slight smile, "Miss Cailuo's request is not too much, I can agree to Miss Cailuo."

Hearing that Fan Qingtian agreed to her request, Lin Cailuo finally relaxed, thinking that if Fan Qingtian disagreed, if she insisted on making her do more embroidery work for a month, her life might change. shorter.

Ever since Lin Cailuo and Fan Qingtian made this request, Mo Xue had been nervous. Now that Fan Qingtian agreed to Lin Cailuo's request so easily, her tense face relaxed, and she said with a bright smile, " Miss, Mr. Fan agreed, which is great."

"Mo Xue, don't be rude in front of Mr. Fan." Lin Cailuo shook her head helplessly and warned Mo Xue, then looked at Fan Qingtian again, Lin Cailuo said with an embarrassed expression, "You made Mr. Fan laugh. "

"Miss Cailuo doesn't need to be so reserved and polite. We are friends now. From now on, you can call me Fan Qing, and I will call you Cailuo." Fan Qingtian said with a friendly expression on his face.

"Okay." Lin Cailuo responded with a smile, "Ahem."

Looking at Lin Cailuo's pale face, Fan Qingtian's eyes flickered slightly, and he said softly, "Cailuo, I don't know what disease you have, it's serious?"

"The doctor said it's asthma. I'm weak. Wind-cold asthma happens often, and I'm used to it." Lin Cailuo didn't hide her illness. She still had a faint smile on her face, and her eyes were full of perseverance.

Hearing Lin Cailuo's words, Fan Qingtian frowned slightly, and said calmly, "Oh? The doctor said you have asthma?"

When Fan Qingtian checked Lin Cailuo's pulse just now, the pulse was similar to the symptoms Lin Cailuo was showing at the moment, but there was still a trace of extremely abnormal breath hidden in that pulse. Simple.

Hearing Fan Qingtian's puzzled question, Lin Cailuo covered her lips and coughed softly several times, then looked at Fan Qingtian and said, "Well, there seems to be something wrong with Fan Qing?"

Poured Lin Cailuo's undrinked tea into the tea tray, and Fan Qingtian poured Lin Cailuo another cup of hot tea and handed it to Lin Cailuo. Then he said unhurriedly, "Fan Qing is not talented, he just knows a little bit of medical skills , if Cailuo doesn't mind, can you let me take a look for you, maybe it can help you cure this asthma."

Lin Cailuo is now a helper recruited by Fan Qingtian, so naturally Fan Qingtian will not just watch Lin Cailuo delay his business due to asthma.

Mo Xue became excited when she heard Fan Qingtian's words. Before Lin Cailuo could speak, Mo Xue spoke first, "Mr. Fan, are you really good at medicine? If Mo Xue's young lady can be healed, Mo Xue is willing to work hard for Young Master Fan."

After a pause, Mo Xue continued with worry on her face, "But Miss has been ill for more than ten years, and she has never been cured."

Thinking that Fan Qingtian took out a pill and cured her injury at that time, maybe Fan Qingtian could help Lin Cailuo to heal her illness for many years, Mo Xue looked at Fan Qing closely with hopeful eyes sky.

"Mo Xue." Seeing Mo Xue like this, Lin Cailuo called softly.

Hearing Lin Cailuo's call, Mo Xue immediately raised her head to look at Lin Cailuo. Lin Cailuo looked at Mo Xue and shook her head gently, telling Mo Xue to stop talking.

Mo Xue has been serving Lin Cailuo since she was a child, and Mo Xue already understood Lin Cailuo's eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Cailuo smiled slightly, and then put her gaze on Fan Qingtian, and said with a slight smile, "Fan Qing made you laugh, Mo Xue is just a little bit straighter."

(End of this chapter)