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    "Hi..." Rong Zhuo frowned, his expression very painful.

    "It hurts so much?" the doctor asked.

    "It's not particularly painful, I just sizzle in advance..." Rong Zhuo said hurriedly.

    Seeing this, the doctor looked helpless, but did not continue to do anything.

    "I told you that day that you'd better not go down to the ground. You'd better not come out and toss." The doctor motioned him to put on his shoes and socks and said, "I'll prescribe two pairs of hot compresses for you. Someone will put it on you for two moments."

    Rong Zhuo hurriedly thanked the doctor after hearing this.

    "Why don't you put plaster?" Zhou Feng was puzzled.

    "My son thinks the smell of plaster is too strong." Jin Douzi explained for him.

    Rong Zhuo put on his shoes and socks, and said to the doctor, "I still have something I want to ask you."

    After he finished speaking, he waved to Zhou Feng and others, which meant to let them avoid it.

    After everyone went out, he asked the doctor about Qingyu's snoring.

    "You'd better take him to see this." The doctor said.

    "I'm afraid that he would be embarrassed to bring it up rashly."

    Rong Zhuo looked at the outside world, but his mind was actually quite delicate.

    He remembered that Qingshi was very sensitive at the beginning, so he subconsciously felt that Qingyu had this kind of temperament.

    So he didn't have the embarrassment to mention Qingyu's snoring in person, for fear that the other party would be embarrassed.

    After hearing the words, the doctor asked him about Qingyu's situation in detail, and Rong Zhuo explained them one by one.

    "Well, I'll prescribe two medicines for you to try first. If this medicine is symptomatic, two medicines will relieve the symptoms. If it is not symptomatic, it will not do any harm to his body." The doctor wrote a prescription for him, and said : "If the two medicines still haven't changed, how about you bring him?"

    Rong Zhuo felt that this method was feasible, so he thanked the doctor.

    Outside the door, Zhou Feng and others felt very curious.

    What is Rong Zhuo going to ask the doctor about, yet he still avoids them?

    After a while, Rong Zhuo came out, and he never mentioned anything about his talent.

    The more mysterious he was, the more curious he became.

    "Young Master Rong, are you okay?" Zhou Feng asked.

    "It's okay, I got this medicine for a friend." Rong Zhuo said hurriedly.

    He distracted everyone because he felt that it was not good to tell others about Qingyu's privacy.

    But it was true that he didn't take the medicine himself, so he didn't have to hide it.

    When Yu Jingdu heard the word "friend", his heart skipped a beat, and his expression was a little complicated.

    This little dude had so many friends that he couldn't even guess who the medicine was for.

    Rong Zhuo was carried into the carriage by Yu Jingdu, and before leaving, he couldn't help but patted his sturdy arm lightly to express his gratitude.

    When the carriage of Rong Mansion was far away, Zhou Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but he soon discovered the difference.

    "Young Master Rong is not going in the direction of the Rong Mansion, right?" Zhou Feng wondered.

    Yu Jingdu on the side was silent for a while, then said coldly, "This is the direction of Xun Huan Lou."

    Zhou Feng:  …

    So, the friend that Young Master Rong said was the friend of Xun Huan Lou?

    Such an association, combined with the words that the other party secretly said to the doctor, the medicine is very intriguing.

    Could it be that Young Master Rong bought some great tonic medicine?

    Thinking of this, Zhou Feng took a peek at Yu Jingdu.

    Seeing that His Royal Highness King Yan was wearing a human skin mask, he couldn't hide the coldness on his face.

    On the other side, Rong Zhuo arrived at Xun Huan Building, and was carried to the upstairs guest room by Sister Hua.

    Jin Douzi met Qingyu, and asked Haosheng how to apply medicine to his son before leaving.

    After dinner that day, Qingyu found a friend to help decoct the medicine.

    Rong Zhuo thought about it for a while, and asked him to fry Qingyu's medicine at the same time.

    "Do you still need to take it internally?" Qingyu asked him.

    "I asked someone to help you catch the medicine that was taken internally." Rong Zhuo said.

    Seeing that Qingyu was puzzled, he said again: "Drinking it is not harmful to the body."

    Although Qingyu was a little puzzled, he didn't understand why the well-mannered Young Master Rong gave him medicine, but he was so used to his temperament that he didn't even ask. After all, it's not that he hasn't been given medicine by other guests before, and it's still a kind of tossing medicine.

    In contrast, Young Master Rong has always treated him leniently, and he believed that the other party would at least not let him suffer any guilt.

    While waiting for the medicine, Qingyu has been sitting at the table embroidering the purse.

    Rong Zhuo stared at it for a long time, but couldn't see what he was embroidering, so he asked curiously.

    "Embroidered orchid." Qingyu quickly pointed to him.

    Rong Zhuo stared at it for a long time and couldn't see that it was an orchid, but he still praised Qingyu symbolically.

    "Why are you thinking of embroidering orchids for me?" Rong Zhuo asked curiously, "Are you praising me for being a gentleman?"

    "No." Qingyu said sincerely: "The pattern I borrowed is only orchids, and I can't embroider anything else."

    Rong Zhuo felt helpless immediately.

    After a while, Rong Zhuo's medicine was ready.

    The man brought a wooden basin with boiled potion in it.

    Qingyu let him sit on the low couch and took a towel to help him apply heat.

    Rong Zhuo thought for a while, and felt that the matter of medicine could not be hidden from him, so he confessed to him.

    "I don't despise you, and I don't mean anything else, I just think that you are snoring like this, it's not good for your body, and there is a danger of suffocation." Rong Zhuo explained to him.

    Unexpectedly, Qingyu was not only not embarrassed, but also moved a little after hearing it.

    "Little Young Master Rong, thank you." Qingyu said with red eyes, "It's the first time someone has worried about me when I've grown up so much."

    When Rong Zhuo heard the words, his nose suddenly became sore.

    He found that Qingyu, who was looking at Na, didn't actually care about anything.

    It's just that after so many years in a place like Xun Huan Building, he slowly learned to protect himself in that way.

    "You should try this medicine first. The doctor said that even if it doesn't work, it's not harmful to the body. If it doesn't work, you can follow me to the medical center tomorrow, and let the doctor show you face to face." Rong Zhuo said.

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