The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Children are hard to find!

Ning Caiwei took a breath of air-conditioning and laughed helplessly.

This surprised Wen Ruolan. Although she didn't get in touch with many people, she used to love reading novels. These official girls all had the mission of family prosperity and decline. Ning Caiwei was too calm to hear this result. This calmness made Wen Ruolan some unable to understand the people in front of her.

"Caiwei has long been aware that the monthly letter days are as light as a knife. They will never let me go." Ning Caiwei gave a miserable smile: "let the drug lady laugh."

"In fact, it's not hopeless, it's just painful." Wen Ruolan picked up the pen and brush, and gave the prescription to Ning Caiwei: "take it on time, from March to half a year, even if it doesn't heal, it can reduce the pain. Miss Ning is a smart person. The ninth Prince is in the quiet room behind. Ruolan goes to inform her."

Ning Caiwei shakes her head: "I can't hide from the lady of medicine, but I can't climb up. I have to go to the medicine house this time. I'm really lucky to get this prescription."

Wen Ruolan is not easy to answer.

"Caiwei is leaving." Ning Caiwei gets up and wants to go.

Wen Ruolan coughed softly: "Miss Ning, wait a minute."

Ning Caiwei sits down again and looks at Wen Ruolan.

"The man in Ning'an hall was brought by Miss Ning?" Wen Ruolan raised her eyes and looked at Ning Caiwei. She thought about it for a while and then said, "that person's injury is strange. Ruolan is also curious."

Ning Caiwei did not doubt him and nodded: "indeed, the man was hiding under the carriage. When he found out on the way, he was dying."

"Oh." No wonder listening to Feng's back is injured. It seems that it's not easy on the way. That is to say, listening to Feng back to Yandu, he escaped again? Get out!

Ning Caiwei saw Wen Ruolan's face changed again and again. She hung her head: "but what's wrong?"

"Nothing wrong." Qinghe's voice comes. Wen Ruolan and Ning Caiwei look at it.

Dongfang Yi lifts up the curtain and comes out. His eyes pass Ning Caiwei's face indifferently, and falls on Wen Ruolan. He hooks his lips and says, "if I get up early, I'll run out. Can't I starve to death?"

Wen Ruolan almost took a breath. Can this man go any further? Although I don't know what happened to him and Ning Caiwei, there must be some problems, right? Run out to say such a sentence, it is to take oneself as a shield!

"My daughter has seen the ninth prince." Ning Caiwei is very backward, and she bows her head.

Wen Ruolan took the opportunity to give him a white eye, turned back to hold Wen Yan and left.

Dongfang Yi picks his eyebrows, conceals the smile from the corner of his mouth, and says in a deep voice, "how is the Duke of an?"

Ning Caiwei didn't dare to look up. She pinched her palms in her sleeves and said softly, "it's OK."

He Xiang carried the gift in with several attendants. When he saw his young lady drooping her head and the man standing opposite him, his eyes lit up. Needless to say, he must be the uncle to be.

He stopped his entourage and retreated to the door. He looked at the ninth prince from the crack of the door. He could not help chucking and laughing. He said that the ninth prince was a sick man, but he was as sick as a banished immortal? The eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, the lips, the figure.

Dongfang Yi stands with her hand down, feeling a little uneasy. It seems as if she met at the foot of Qishan in the next life. To his surprise, many things come to mind. In her previous life, she died to protect herself, and she can't turn a blind eye to them.

"Duke an is old. If you want to live in peace, you'd better go to the dragon. Even if you and I are matchmakers, it won't work."

Ning Caiwei almost can't stand, fingernails buckle palm, for a long time also didn't say a word, just met was rejected, sure enough, grandfather said right, between himself and the ninth Prince is not possible.

"Although Yu Long is a military officer, his family is very harmonious. Your cousin Yu Hualin is a man of letters, but he is also a good match." Dongfang Yi turns around and looks at Ning Caiwei: "do you remember?"

Ning Caiwei blinked hard to avoid tears falling down. Her voice choked: "thank you for your advice, Caiwei remembers."

"That's good. You can't go back without trouble. If you don't go back, it's hard for Duke an. I'll send someone to send your master and servant back. I'll deal with the affairs in the palace. " Dongfang Yi looks back.

Ning Caiwei is in a state of confusion. In a few words, he has already revealed his situation in the Angou government. But he is so lucky that he thinks about himself. He slowly raises her eyes and slightly enlarges her pupils: "you... You are that person."

Dongfang Yi's eyebrows wrinkled a little invisibly. After all, he was recognized.

Ning Caiwei put her hand over her heart and stepped back.

He Xiang was beautiful, but his face changed suddenly. He cried out that he was not good and could not take care of the etiquette, so he ran out and reached out to help his young lady.

Ning Caiwei's body is soft and she doesn't care about her own affairs.

Dongfang Yi subconsciously steps forward and reaches for his hand. After all, he withdraws his voice: "lotus fragrance, help him to the bed." Then he turned around and went to the back immediately.

"Yes." He Xiang supported Ning Caiwei, and went to the room with a tight face and a steamed bun. He said softly, "Miss, miss."

Ning Caiwei opened her eyes and grasped the hand of He Xiang tightly. Her lips trembled: "it's him, it's him."

He Xiang with a cry: "miss is not urgent, since it is him, then fight."

Ning Caiwei shakes her head. What can he do? He is still the ninth prince, but it's hard to find his own son.

Never had such despair, Ning Caiwei closed her eyes.

Wen Ruolan angrily took Wen Yan to the kitchen, put him in the cradle, pursed his lips and lay down beside the cradle: "Wen Yan, Wen Yan, you men are all bad things, have a look, elder sister. I don't know what's going on, so I'll be cheated."

"Sister... Sister..." Wen Yan opened his mouth and spat out a bunch of bubbles, which made Wen Ruolan laugh. He took a soft cloth to wipe off his saliva and pinched his face by the way.

"You're a grindstone. Forget it, all the men in the world are bad. Yan'er is also the best man in our family."

"He's a good man and your brother." Dongfang Yi comes over and holds Wen Ruolan's hand: "save her life."

Wen Ruolan wants to scratch him. What is he? Holy Mother? Maria?

"No help!"

"Ruolan..." Dongfang Yi deliberately lengthens his voice.

Wen Ruolan immediately turned his face: "why? The eldest granddaughter of Duke Ning is worthy of Dongfang Yi, right? Do you think I'm stupid? Don't say anything to me. You're good. "

"Let me tell you, she fainted." As soon as Dongfang Yi's voice fell, Wen Ruolan had already thrown away his hand and ran out.

Looking down at his empty hand, Dongfang Yi can't help helping his forehead. I doubt that Wen Ruolan was the one who was angry just now. I heard that he fainted and ran so fast.

Wen Ruolan went back to the clinic and saw he Xiang half kneeling in front of the bed, with tears hanging on her small face.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he Xiang turned around and immediately ran over and grabbed Wen Ruolan's sleeve: "Miss Yao, help our young lady."

"Well." Wen Ruolan goes to the bedside and reaches for Ning Caiwei to feel her pulse. For a moment, she takes back her hand.

"How is our young lady?" He Xiang is about to cry, holding Ning Caiwei's hand.

Wen Ruolan got up: "it's not in the way. I'll go to make the medicine."

After she had prepared the medicine, she gave it to Hexiang and asked her to go to the kitchen to cook it. Then she sat down.

"Miss Ning."

Ning Caiwei's eyelashes trembled for a moment, then she opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Wen Ruolan: "drug lady, I..."

"There's no need to explain. Everything between you and Dongfang Yi has to be put aside for the time being. I just want to tell you that if you want to get better, you have to be able to hold your mind and faint easily. Isn't it too delicate?" Wen Ruolan took out a silver needle: "you are caused by love, blood countercurrent."