Lord Nangong tossed and turned the entire night and didn't sleep at all.
He sat up early.
After he was injured, Su Luo had been the one who took care of him and took care of his daily life, so she would be in soon, Lord Nangong thought with certainty.
But in the end, what he waited for was the little kid Wang Xiaohu, who ran in happily with a small wooden basin, grinning at Master Nangong: "Handsome brother, wash your face."
Nangong Ershao's unparalleled beautiful face darkened in an instant...
It's getting dark.
Xiao Hu brought a small stool and sat at the entrance of the village. Finally, he saw Su Luo coming back in the twilight, carrying a medicine basket. He immediately ran towards her excitedly with his short legs: "Pretty sister, pretty sister~~"
Su Luo held Xiaohu's hand, and Xiaohu held a small stool in his other hand. The two of them walked home in the twilight.
As they walked, Xiaohu complained to Su Luo: "Pretty sister, will pretty brother starve to death?"
"Huh?" Su Luo was puzzled. What happened to that Nangong Second Young Master?
"I secretly went to check three times. He hadn't eaten breakfast, lunch, or dinner either. Xiaohu's grandfather used to go without meals three times in a row and then starved to death... Woohoo, will my handsome brother starve to death?" Xiaohu felt terrified just thinking about it.
Su Luo was very upset.
Xiaohu's grandfather was seriously ill and of course couldn't eat when he was dying. Nangong Liuyun's injuries were not that serious.
Su Luo coaxed the little guy for a few words, and the little guy happily ran to play with his friends.
After Su Luo entered the yard, she slowly packed up the medicinal herbs she had collected in the mountains today, sorted them into categories, and baked them.
In fact, the moment Su Luo stepped into the yard, Nangong Liuyun sensed her breath.
Young Master Nangong coughed lightly.
In the past, if Su Luo saw him coughing, she would definitely go in and show concern for him.
But now, cough, cough, cough, cough...
Young Master Nangong found that he had coughed several times, and the woman outside was still baking medicinal herbs and ignored him!
Wait and wait.
When Young Master Nangong's backs were stiff, the door creaked open.
Nangong Liuyun glared towards the door in annoyance.
Su Luo!
This girl finally decided to come in!
Young Master Nangong snorted coldly and looked at her with a chilling gaze.
Su Luo was still holding the same mahogany tray from yesterday, and on it were still the same medicinal herbs and gauze ointments from yesterday.
When she came in, she felt Nangong Liuyun's cold eyes glancing at her. Su Luo sneered in her heart, her face still as cold as yesterday, and she walked indifferently to Nangong Liuyun.
Nangong Liuyun also had a cold face, like a proud young master, and turned away.
Su Luo put the tray aside and asked coldly, "Do you want to take it off or should I?"
Nangong Liuyun's ink-black eyes stared at Su Luo steadily.
Su Luo's eyes were cold and emotionless as she continued to repeat, "Do you want to take it off or should I?"
There was a trace of grievance in the eyes of the Second Young Master Nangong. He looked at Su Luo silently and wanted to ask, "Have you given up on me?" But when the words came to his lips, the Second Young Master Nangong became arrogant and said, "Don't you want to cure me anymore?"
Su Luo glanced at him coldly: "Most of your injuries are caused by me. I can't just stand by and watch you die. If I save you, we'll be even."
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