Chapter 4082: The original match of the Hidden Disease Lord (20) (1/2)

”That's good, I asked the shopkeeper, will it be open tomorrow?”

”Yes, nothing was lost, it just disturbed the guests, but the shopkeeper waived the guests' tea.”

Tang Guo nodded, and she would save the treasurer by sending a story to the shopkeeper tomorrow. That story should make the business of the teahouse very good.

”Then go back.”

Most of He Lianfeng arranged for someone to stare here, but he didn't know whether he knew his plan had failed.

The carriage slowly went to Dingwang Mansion, Tang Guo lowered his head and thought, what should he do next? Ji Changqiu should have guessed that the person who calculated him is probably He Lianfeng.

What would Ji Changqiu do? Will be like in the original plot, endure not to happen.

No, of course it is impossible. Ji Changqiu is not the kind of forbearing character, otherwise he would not deliberately break the embarrassment between the two.

The plot is because he knew that his life was not long before and didn't want to drag the prime minister, so he didn't pursue this matter again, and his reputation was ruined, no matter how to defend it.

It was different now. The conspiracy was broken. She also gave Ji Changqiu a bottle of medicine. Although it could not cure him, it could also make his health much better, so that his condition would not worsen because of this incident.

It's better to go back and write the story first, and first hand over the story that the rich young master did not mention to this teahouse, so that it is more important to spread the story widely.

When things about He Lianfeng are exposed, everyone can easily think of it. The ancients can sometimes be smart. The ability to gossip is no worse than modern people.

”Doctor, how is Chang Qiu's health?” I heard that my son was in an accident. The prime minister who was originally in the office couldn't care about anything. He ran back quickly. The colleagues understood very well. After all, the prime minister is just such a son. Excellent is excellent. It's just sick, it looks like it won't last long.

”Father, I'm fine, don't worry.”

The prime minister's face became cold and cold: ”How is your health, am I still not sure? The road is not stable, how can it be okay? This matter can't be let go, no matter who counts me, don't think about it!”

After the doctor checked his pulse, it was confirmed that Ji Changqiu's condition had not deteriorated, and the prime minister's face looked better.

Ji Changqiu frowned slightly, it seemed that there was a problem with Su Ruoyu's medicine, and the doctor did not detect that there was another problem with his body.