Chapter 889 (1/2)
Under thousands of lights, the medicine doctor, a simple and elegant figure, is obviously different from the gentlemanly lady in a room of elegant modern dress.
Ji Qingchen and his wife saw such a person for the first time.
But smell he seems to be in the bedroom has been serving, it is more that this person is not simple.
In particular, after the chair was moved by Qingrong himself, some admirers came forward in person, took a clean cloth towel and spread it on the bedside table. The medicine doctor put the medicine box on it, just sat down on the chair, and then Qinglan took a cup of ancient blue and white porcelain tea cup from Yunxuan's hand, held it in person and waited quietly.
Think of following the medicine and putting your wrist on the pillow.
All people like a mute point, immediately shut up, and even most people with the point, motionless.
Time passes leisurely, and I feel uneasy.
The medicine doctor slowly took away his finger and got up. When the teacup was about to be served, the medicine doctor took it naturally, tasted it and gave it to him.
The whole movement is smooth and natural. It welcomes the eyes of linglie and his wife in an unhelpful manner and says: ”it's not optimistic. I'll go back to the diet for food therapy first. There is a purple pity grass, can help women quickly blood tonic effect, is a unique herbal medicine in the early years of Ningguo, and then gradually disappeared with the changes of the times. If there is such a medicine, when Western doctors dialysis Miss Ji later, her pain will be much less. ”
Qinglan took the cup and was in a hurry: ”medicine doctor uncle, all the extinct herbs, you take them out and say, isn't this adding blocks for us?”
Linglie's face is also a little dark.
The medicine doctor smiled and said, ”I remember that there are three in the treasure Pavilion of Qiao's family, which should be the only three in the world.”
Ji Qingchen's face immediately slowed down: ”that's good! The Qiao family is a relative of their own. I'll call and ask! ”
Linglie reached out and stopped, saying, ”I'll fight first, and then you'll fight again.”
Although the Qiao family is a relative of their own, it is not common for such rare herbs to enter the treasure Pavilion of the Qiao family.
Linglie said, and zhuoran called Qiao Xinxian when he wanted to pass his cell phone. Everyone looked at linglie's direction one after another, and Ji Qingchen and his wife naturally walked by.
And adoration, a pair of vast and deep black eyes staring at the medicine doctor, whispered: ”what's in the treasure Pavilion of Qiao family, how can the medicine doctor know?”
The medicine doctor looked at him and admired him. With a strange smile on his lips, he approached him: ”do you want to know?”
Adoration looks at him deeply, nods.
The doctor smiled more deeply: ”I won't tell you!”
Adore: ”...”
Qiao Xinxian is not at home, but Qiao Yekang and liangye are at home. After receiving two consecutive calls from linglie and Ji Qingchen, he knows that the medicine is for thinking. Qiao Xinxian immediately asks his wife liangye to take it out of the treasure Pavilion, and then asks his son Qiao Yekang to drive it in person.
Qing Rong and Mrs. Ji stay in the bedroom to take care of themselves. Ji Xuehao also stays in her sister's room and refuses to leave. So does Qing Yu.
Linglie and Ji Qingchen are on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, watching and chatting, while waiting for Qiao Yekang to deliver the medicine, admiring the couple and Qinglan, quietly and cleverly accompanying the elders and listening to them.
After about half an hour, Zhuo ran led Qiao Yekang to come here.