When the long strides were only a few meters away from the destination, Hong Zhao deliberately slowed down.
She vaguely saw two vague figures through the window paper. Just when she was about to knock on the door and enter, a woman's soft voice came from inside the house.
"Master Junji, how do you feel after eating this bowl of medicinal food? Are you still feeling so uncomfortable?"
"I'm much better now. I have to say that the prescription you prescribed really cured the disease. I don't have any abnormalities in my body anymore."
My admiration and gratitude are beyond words, and I have always been full of praise for her.
"Next time if I have any incurable disease, I will definitely ask you to come and help me."
"Haha...Kinji-sama is really good at joking. My subordinates only know a little bit about medical skills. They are not able to reach the level of elegance, and they dare not pretend to be a specialized doctor for you."
The woman chuckled lowly. Although her words were mostly modest, she could faintly feel that she was very smug in her heart.
Hong Zhao was surprised not only that the two of them talked for a long time, but more importantly, that the senior brother actually took the initiative to communicate with Qing Hua. You must know that in her impression, the senior brother was not good at interacting with other people too much.
.It was the same before, and it was the same with Zhuge Jinqing and the others. Why is it different now?
She suddenly pushed the door open and walked in. The two people who were chatting happily in the room were immediately silenced by this unexpected turn of events. When she saw the person coming, Qing Hua turned pale and knelt down in response, lowering her head to apologize.
"This servant didn't know that Master Hongzhao was here and that he had exceeded the rules. Please forgive me!"
"Qing Hua, what do you mean? Get up quickly."
Junci wanted to help her up, but as he was leaning on the collapse, his body was so weak that he couldn't get down at all.
Hong Zhao's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at the woman squatting in front of her with deep eyes. Suddenly, his thin lips raised, and he stepped forward to help her up.
"Miss Qinghua, why are you making such a fuss? You are responsible for taking care of your senior brother, so you should do this. What's more, it's rare to see your senior brother chatting in such a lively manner, so why should I be surprised?"
"I dare not..."
The beauty she held up was still uneasy, so Hong Zhao brushed her hair away from her ears indifferently.
"Am I that scary? Why are you so nervous?"
"No, it's not...actually, it is..."
Qing Hua panicked and tried to express what she meant, but it became unclear.
Hong Zhao covered her lips and snickered for a moment, then raised her hand and gently put it on her shoulder.
"Don't worry, I don't mean to blame you. It's really hard for you to take care of Senior Brother, so just go back and rest for a while."
"this…………"
Qinghua glanced at the slumped man from the corner of her eye, and saw that he silently acquiesced. She had to look away, lowered her head to salute, and pursed her thin lips.
"If this slave knows, then I will leave first."
"Go down."
Hong Zhao watched her step out of the threshold, turned around and disappeared into the corridor. The smile that remained unchanged on her lips finally stopped pretending, and her face became extremely solemn in an instant.
It was really strange. She had contacted her intentionally just now and found that she was indeed a real Qing Hua, and there was nothing wrong with her.
It's neither being disguised nor being reborn with a different face. Could it be that all of this is misinformation?
"Hong Zhao, what are you thinking about?"
A call from the man behind him suddenly brought Hong Zhao back from his thoughts. His look of astonishment was fleeting, and he looked back with a smile at the right time.
"Elder brother, I didn't think about anything. I was just surprised. Could it be that... will I have a sister-in-law in the future?"