"What did you say?"

Yan Mu hadn't reacted yet.

"The young master urgently needs a few pots of flowers...... Can you hurry up? Zhou Qiang was obviously very anxious, and what he said was vague.

He was really in a hurry, after the first two pots of flowers were taken away by Young Master Sima, the young master had been busy making people make the flower room on a whim...... As a result, I forgot to ask for two more pots of flowers in the bedroom.

When the young master was sick at night, he heard Steward Chen say that it was a little lighter than usual. But after talking to Mr. Wu on the phone again about the business, the pain suddenly worsened!

It's the middle of the night again!

Yan Mu's eyes jumped, and he was a little surprised in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask more and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, let's go!" ”

Turning on the lights in the flower room, Yan Mu and Zhou Qiang made flower pots one by one, and rhododendron plants at the other, and made three pots of azaleas neatly.

Taking advantage of Zhou Qiang's inattention, Yan Mu infused a little aura into these three pots of rhododendrons.

Although she didn't know what was going on over there with Bo Junxiao, since he needed it so much, Yan Mu naturally wanted to do the best for him.

"Xiao Mu, you help me move one pot, I'll move two pots, is it okay?" Zhou Qiang originally wanted to move three pots at once, but gave up after trying it.

It's not that I can't move it, but I'm afraid that I will hurt the rhododendron branch if I hold it too tightly.

"Okay!" Yan Mu hurriedly responded, and without saying a word, he picked up a pot of rhododendrons and followed Zhou Qiang into the main courtyard.

"That little Mu ......"

Zhou Qiang reminded in a low voice while walking in front, "When you get to the young master, don't talk too much, the young master may be ...... right now Get up on the wrong side of the bed! ”

This is a kind reminder.

Yan Mu was grateful and hurriedly said, "I know Uncle Zhou." ”

Soon entered the living room of the main courtyard, Yan Mu found that in addition to Steward Chen, there was also a very thin and elegant middle-aged man wearing glasses.

"Hurry up and send the young master into the room!"

As soon as Steward Chen saw Zhou Qiang, he immediately said.

"It's a psychological effect, isn't it?"

The thin and elegant middle-aged man glanced at Zhou Qiang and Yan Mu and said, "This flower does look refreshing, but you should still persuade the young master, the medicine still has to be taken on time!" ”

"Doctor Song, you also know the young master's temperament...... Alas! Steward Chen sighed helplessly.

Yan Mu followed Zhou Qiang up the stairs with the flower pot in his arms, but he chuckled in his heart...... Medicine, taking medicine?

Is Bo Junxiao sick with something?

She only knew that Bo Junxiao's legs were not good, wasn't it the congenital bad legs caused by the hereditary defects rumored outside?

At this moment, Zhou Qiang had already pushed open the door of Bo Junxiao's room with a flower pot.

"Young master, I still put the flowers here?" Zhou Qiang asked in a low voice.

Yan Mu followed Zhou Qiang with the flower in his arms and glanced at it quietly.

I saw Bo Junxiao closing his eyes tightly, leaning on the pillow in his pajamas, his face was a little pale, and there was a layer of fine sweat on his forehead shining in the light.

Yan Mu's eyes were sharp, and he also noticed that his clenched fists were probably too hard, and a faint green tendon appeared on the back of his hand, lined with a pale complexion, which looked particularly worrying.

He...... Seems uncomfortable?

"Bedside!"

Bo Junxiao closed his eyes and said directly to Zhou Qiang.

"Okay, young master." Zhou Qiang hurriedly placed the two pots of flowers carefully on the cabinet next to the bedside, and then turned back to Yan Mu and pointed, "Xiao Mu, you put the flowers in your hand there!" ”

Bo Junxiao opened his eyes suddenly.