Hong Yiling was surprised, subconsciously sat up, pretending to be "careless" and said: "Mengmeng, it seems that you have a high opinion of Chen Feiyu. Could you have any thoughts about him?"

"What are you talking nonsense? I'm just feeling it." Jiang Meng's pretty face turned red and she quickly explained.

"If not, then why are you blushing? If you really like him, I will be a matchmaker and help you with your help." Hong Yiling smiled and felt even more alert.

Jiang Meng quickly walked to Hong Yiling and reached out to scratch Hong Yiling and itched: "Let you talk nonsense, let me see how I teach you a lesson."

Hong Yiling couldn't help but giggle, hurriedly hid back, and accidentally slipped off her bath towel, revealing her hot and perfect body.

After a while of fighting, Hong Yiling's hair was messy and begged for mercy, saying, "Okay, don't make trouble anymore. I just finished taking a shower and I'll sweat again later. I have to go and take a shower."

"Little girl, let's see if you dare to make fun of me in the future." Jiang Meng touched Hong Yiling's waist again, feeling soft and smooth, and her smile trembled.

"I dare not do it anymore." Hong Yiling hurriedly hid back, wrapped the bath towel again on her body, begging for mercy, "Good Mengmeng, stop making trouble. I won't dare anymore next time. I think it's getting late, so you can go take a shower and rest."

"You go to bed first, I'll read a book for a while. The day after tomorrow will be a game. I'll have a surprise attack in the face. Even if I can't win the championship, I hope to get a good result." Jiang Meng walked back to the table, took a sip of water to relieve her mood, and then she continued to open the "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" and continued to read.

Hong Yiling slapped her forehead and said helplessly: "You are really a top student. OK, I'll take a break first, don't watch it too late."

"Yes." Jiang Meng responded.

Not long after, Hong Yiling fell asleep.

Jiang Meng looked at the time and it was almost 12 a.m.

She was worried about waking up Hong Yiling, so she tiptoed to stand up and was about to take a shower when she suddenly felt moved. After hesitating slightly, she pushed open the door and walked outside the house. After the moonlight identified the direction, she walked towards Tianzhuyuan.

Jiang Meng remembered it very clearly that at 12 a.m., it was the time when the "Xuanyin Piercing Intestinal Pill" was poisoned.

She was very curious, really curious. If Chen Feiyu could remove the poison of "Xuanyin Piercing Intestinal Pill" by himself without taking the antidote, it means that Chen Feiyu's medical skills are so high that he is probably enough to be famous in China. In this traditional Chinese medicine competition, Chen Feiyu's hope of winning the championship will be very huge.

Of course, if Chen Feiyu still cannot solve the "Xuanyin Piercing Intestinal Pill", it means that even if Chen Feiyu's medical skills are magical, they are still magical and limited, and they are far from the point where she can look up to it.

Tonight is the best chance to confirm!

Unfortunately, Jiang Meng didn't know that Chen Feiyu was in the back mountain at this moment, and the person living in Tianzhuyuan was Wu Zhe.

According to the route I remembered, Jiang Meng soon came to the outside of Tianzhuyuan. The door was closed and the lights were shining through the window, which looked bright.

"It seems that Chen Feiyu has not yet rested."

Jiang Meng breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as she stepped into the yard, she was about to knock on the door, but suddenly, she heard a faint cry of pain from the room.

She had already raised her hands, which were about to knock on the door, suddenly stiffened in the air.

Jiang Meng was stunned, then sighed secretly and said softly: "It seems that Chen Feiyu's poison of 'Xuanyin Piercing Intestinal Pill' has occurred again, so the pain is unbearable. He must be in great pain now. Should I go in and take care of him?"

Her hands were already placed on the door. As long as she pushed the door open, she could see that the person inside was not Chen Feiyu.

Suddenly, Jiang Meng hesitated again, and his hands were stiff on the door, and he pondered: "With Chen Feiyu's arrogant personality, he definitely doesn't like others' ugly appearance of pain and helplessness when he sees him. If I rashly go in and take care of him, it might just hurt his self-esteem."
Chapter completed!