At this time, a man came in from outside and said sarcastically: "Xing Linchun, since when have you ever been so talkative?"
The person who came was none other than Chu Ting. He pursed his lips slightly, obviously looking displeased. His eyes swept over Feng Mingdi's body, and then he looked as if nothing had happened.
Feng Mingdi glanced at him, but did not argue with him. Instead, he took the initiative to greet him, "I didn't expect to meet the Imperial Master here. I'm glad to meet you."
Chu Ting said lazily: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, we all came here specially, and there is no such thing as a lucky meeting."
As he spoke, he glanced at Shen Mingzhu again, his eyes a bit cruel.
Of course, there was something inexplicable. Shen Mingzhu glanced at him without any embarrassment and asked directly: "Is there something wrong with the Imperial Master?"
Chu Ting snorted and said, "Nothing, I'm going to go for a walk and get some fresh air."
Now that there are enough manpower, Shen Mingzhu no longer needs to retreat, so naturally he will not retreat.
Originally, he wanted to use his help to save Xiao Xian to ask Shen Mingzhu to agree to his condition of taking over the world, and Shen Mingzhu was obviously ready to agree to him, but who knew that the old bald donkey Huikong broke his promise and did not come to help?
I am simply unforgivable.
Humph, I will never think about him visiting them again in this life, and I will never think about letting him live in retirement.
He then thought that if his master and his uncle got married and had children, they probably wouldn't need to take care of themselves until they die.
Thinking of this, he became even more unhappy and snorted repeatedly. Others thought he had another seizure, so they didn't dare to offend him and quickly hid away.
Especially the little medicine boys here in Xinglinchun didn't dare to offend him. Although they dared to snort at the people who came here, they had to tolerate it for the sake of Xinglinchun and the eldest lady.
But Chu Ting doesn't care about this. He is still a master with eyes on the top of his head, nose pointing upward, and looking down at the world. If anyone dares to look at him with their nostrils, then unless they are suffering from hysteria or a madman, they are tired of living.
Those little drug boys are not crazy and have not lived enough, so naturally they dare not offend him.
Chu Ting's powerful aura is still very present, and no one can ignore it.
Especially those he doesn't care about, who have no one to rely on and dare not offend.
Two days later, everyone gathered outside the clinic to listen to Xing Linchun's arrangements.
But Chu Ting came late and sat there without saying a word, paying no attention to anyone.
Shen Mingzhu glanced at him and knew his temper, so she didn't say anything. Chu Ting was like this anyway. If he didn't want to help, he would have turned around and left. If he was angry now, it was definitely not about saving people.
It must be because of something else.
When she saw Chu Ting rolling his eyes at Feng Mingdi, she sighed secretly in her heart. She wondered what he and Feng Mingdi had going on, but just don't make trouble at this juncture, otherwise she would really fall out and be unable to do anything.
friend's.
When it comes to Chu Ting, he must be talented, good-looking, and suave enough. As a monk, he is the most elegant monk, and as a national preceptor, he is also the most elegant. However, he often behaves like a child, and even
It's really a bit confusing.
She simply didn't care. Anyway, even if he lost his temper, it would be done and he would never delay business.
When he was about to enter the diagnosis and treatment room, Chu Ting suddenly walked up to Feng Mingdi and said coolly: "King Nanchen, why are you here?"
