Chapter 93 The Divine Doctor is a Madman 33
"Waaaaah..."
"Waaaaah..."
"Waaaaah..."
She couldn't stop crying, and it even seemed to get worse.
Song Jinhuan couldn't stop herself; she always felt like she was going to die if she couldn't catch her breath any longer.
So the more they cried, the more afraid they became; the more afraid they became, the harder they cried; and the harder they cried, the more terrified they became.
She's just afraid of dying.
Tears fell all over the man.
Shen Yushu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, his front of his shirt soaked with tears, hot and burning.
This can't go on.
He raised his hand and gently chopped the girl on the back of the neck.
The crying stopped abruptly.
He cupped the girl's head in his large hand and gently pressed it against his shoulder.
He thought that the little girl's body was still too weak, and she couldn't even bear to cry.
...
Song Jinhuan woke up at lunchtime the next day. Li Le had arrived at the door at some unknown time, carrying a food box.
When she came out, her face showed an expression that she couldn't understand.
She couldn't help but touch her face. "What's wrong?"
"Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing!" Li Le quickly shook her head and handed over the food box.
Song Jinhuan took it, but he still didn't leave.
"Just say what you have to say."
The strange look she was giving people made her uneasy.
Li Le scratched his head awkwardly and asked in a low voice, "Where did the young master take you last night?"
"I don't know either."
Song Jinhuan really didn't know where that pitch-black place was, "but we saw a talking nightingale."
Having figured it out, Li Le asked again, "Does the young master dislike that nightingale?"
Song Jinhuan, recalling the mechanical nightingale whose head had been twisted, replied, "It probably didn't like it much."
No wonder the young master was in a low mood when he returned yesterday, and ordered people to tear down the signboard of that 36th generation Lu Ban mechanic.
Li Le: "Young Master specifically instructed that you are allowed to rest today and do not need to go."
Song Jinhuan blinked, her expression unchanged, and said, "Oh."
I couldn't tell how happy they were, nor could I tell they were grateful.
It was as if giving her a rest was a matter of course.
Li Le sensed something was wrong, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. Finally, she said, "Miss Jiang, please have your meal first. The food box can be the same as usual."
The girl thanked him politely and turned to go back inside to have her meal.
Sanjin: "Host, are you angry?"
Song Jinhuan ate slowly, "No."
The denial was swift.
Sanjin suspected he had guessed correctly.
"Host, Shen Yushu is actually quite nice. He even brought you back later."
Even though you were knocked unconscious.
Song Jinhuan frowned: "Isn't that what he should do? If he hadn't been flying around recklessly, I wouldn't have been scared to tears."
The suffocating feeling of not being able to breathe left me with lingering fear.
She really thought she was going to cry herself to death.
"You are my system. If you continue to speak up for him, I will ignore you."
Song Jinhuan ate a couple of bites casually, then put down her chopsticks, walked around the screen, and collapsed onto the bed.
Sanjin: "I'm sorry, host. I won't do it again."
"Never mind, I'm sleepy."
Sanjin: Okay, it is now very certain that the host is angry with Shen Yushu.
Yunxiao Courtyard, Study.
Shen Yushu had been holding the medical book all morning, and felt inexplicably irritable.
The vast space was so quiet that it was somewhat unsettling.
The medical book was placed face down on the table.
Li Le appeared in the study.
"And her?"
Li Le was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized, "Didn't the young master tell Miss Jiang to rest for a day?"
No, that's not what he was asking!
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