Stepping on the sea of flowers, I flew for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, I arrived at Wuxinju, at this time the night was deep, there was silence, only the dumb doctor's room was still lit.

Shu Yifang went back to the room with the painting heart, Ziyi came to him, he went out for a while, and soon came back to serve her to bed, "This king wants to go out for a while, you sleep first, you don't have to wait for this king tonight." ”

"Where are you going on the big night?" said Painting, tucking the corners of the quilt and frowning suspiciously.

Shuyi flicked her head, and her tone was full of resentment, "Anyway, you don't allow this king to sleep, so why do you care where this king goes?"

The painting bit his lip and thought about it, want to catch it?

As soon as she remembered his various behaviors on the mountain, she became more and more convinced that his actions had a purpose, so she turned over and waved her hand very generously, "Let's go, let's go, this seat will not wait for you." ”

Shuyi lifted the quilt up for her again, sighed in her heart for a woman with no conscience, and went out behind the door.

Huaxin heard the footsteps of him walking away, and suddenly became confused, really left?

Tossing and turning and unable to sleep, and feeling that her body didn't seem to be neat, she simply got up and put on her clothes to find a dumb doctor.

It is not far from the East Garden to the West Garden, Huaxin walked to the door, his hand raised, and before he knocked on the door, the dumb doctor had already opened the door, and he was still holding the freshly fried medicine in his hand.

Seeing Huaxin, he was obviously stunned, and then handed her the medicine bowl, "The princess is here to get the medicine, right? ”

"You've been waiting for this seat?" Hua Xin looked at the medicine bowl he was holding in his hand and smiled, "It's freezing outside, isn't Mr. Dumb going to invite this seat in and sit?"

"It's late at night, I'm afraid of tarnishing the princess's reputation. "The dumb doctor is still blocking the door.

Huaxin smiled, thinking that this gentleman's character is really like the same dust as the light, the so-called benevolence of doctors, is it that they practice medicine so high-minded?

"Sir, I'm too worried. Huaxin stretched out his hand to take the medicine bowl, tilted his head and chuckled, "This seat is notorious, how can there be any reputation." ”

Dumb doctor," "She was so self-deprecating that he suddenly felt distressed, but she herself laughed carelessly.

"Cough" It was windy outside, and the painting heart was only casually draped in a thin brocade, and when the wind blew, it was immediately unbearable.

Hearing her cough, the dumb doctor hesitated for a moment, turned sideways, and slowly walked in, and the dumb doctor closed the door again.

After entering the door, Huaxin put the medicine aside, lifted his robe, and stretched his wrist in front of the dumb doctor, motioning for him to take a pulse.

The dumb doctor stood silent, feeling the cold air she brought from the top of the mountain, the cold air was pervasive, and unscrupulously penetrated into his half-cold heart, for a long time, he sighed and said, "The body is not solid, and the spiritual power is scattered"

The painting heart didn't know that the dumb doctor was helpless, so he just excused himself, and didn't wait for him to finish, and said bluntly, "Please give me medicine." ”

The dumb doctor knew that he was using his spiritual power indiscriminately, but he was not qualified to say anything more if he was reproachful, and after a long silence, he stretched out his fingers and pressed them on the pulse between her wrists.

It may be that her physical condition is more complicated, and the dumb doctor has not come up with results for a long time, her eyes are boring and wandering around, "It seems that Mr. is not afraid of the cold, on such a cold day, there is not a charcoal stove, but Mr.'s fingers are warm." ”

The dumb doctor naturally heard the temptation between the lines, because Heguang Tongchen was a pure red lotus bloodline, and he was never afraid of cold, so he understated the past, "Because I have been frying medicine around the small stove, I don't feel cold." ”