On her forehead? Yang Mo subconsciously touched it with her hand. Mei Xiang turned around to look, and then realized, "The lady has ink on her forehead."
It turned out to be ink.
Zhou Chengling said: "I thought you had unibrows after not seeing you for a few days."
She had just seen her before, but if she thought about it carefully, she hadn't seen her in a few days. These words made her blush a little. Yang Mo turned to look at Mei Xiang, who deliberately looked to the side, pretending to be nonchalant.
Yang Mo reached for a clean towel and handed it to Zhou Chengling, "Wipe it, I want to check you."
Zhou Chengling raised his eyes. I wonder if it was because of the moisture that made his whole body look like he had just been washed. Even his hair was much darker and clearer than ordinary people.
Zhou Chengling took the towel handed over by Yang Mo and wiped it on his face skillfully, but did not wipe many places because it prevented her from dealing with it here. Yang Mo looked amused and turned around to clean her hands.
She had to check him out anyway, so why not do it with her own hands? Yang Mo wiped the towel on his temples, only his lower jaw was left, and his neck could not be wiped. He raised his head but felt it was difficult to speak, and he couldn't speak even if he didn't speak.
Not as understanding as usual.
She retracted her hand when it touched his button. It was really strange that when she diagnosed him for the first time, she thought Shiran was a great doctor.
"Raise your head." Yang Mo lowered her voice.
Zhou Chengling raised his head obediently, revealing his smooth chin, and her handkerchief rubbed against his neck.
After busy for a long time, Yang Mo looked up again and saw that they were the only two people left in the room.
Probably because she didn't take any action like she did for the first time, he said bluntly, "It's not easy to check?"
It's not the first time.
Yang Mo said: "No, your clothes are wet and it's hard to handle."
My clothes were wet and stuck to my body, which was really hard to handle.
Unexpectedly, he laughed when he heard this, and his laughter was so sweet.
She handed the towel to him again, and just as his fingers crossed the back of her hand, the warm touch made her feel a little itchy. He pressed the towel on her wet hem, "Just taking care of others, you don't have to worry about it."
Look at yourself, you have seen so many patients, and I am the only one who is missing. Read it carefully and I will send you home."
Yang Mo said: "Even if you bribe me, I can't say you are completely healthy."
Knowing that he was unhealthy, she never feared or alienated him because of this, but was more calm than him as if nothing had happened.
"I heard that there is another most prosperous place in Beijing now."
Yang Mo had never heard of such words before, "Where is it?"
Zhou Chengling said: "I heard it's a drug store street."
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Mei Xiang heard the eldest lady's laughter outside the window. Although she didn't know what happened in the room, the eldest lady's laughter sounded very warm. In front of Mr. Zhou, the eldest lady was always in a happy mood.
"Zhou Chengling." Mei Xiang heard the eldest lady shout.
Calling Master Zhou by his first name, that stern-faced person can still call him by his first name, Mei Xiang shrinks her neck, the young lady is always very courageous.
Yang Mo wanted to sit with Zhou Chengling for a while longer, but looking at his wet boots and the hem of his clothes, she could not let him freeze like this even though it had not been freezing for thirty-nine days. There was no clothes to change here, "Go back
Let's go!" Yang Mo whispered, "Go back and have a bowl of ginger soup, wrap yourself in a quilt and take a nap."
Zhou Chengling was not in a hurry, but looked at Yang Mo, "It's okay, I'm not a soft persimmon, so I won't be like this." Although he was okay, he saw the large pieces of used ink and the paper full of handwriting on her desk.
Her eyes were bloodshot under the light.
Zhou Chengling stood up and said, "I'll take you back."
Zhou Chengling walked to the door and turned her back, waiting for her maid to help her put on her cloak.
After taking care of her, he opened the umbrella and looked at her slender figure and slightly raised cheeks. He took a step forward to block the strong wind blowing in front of her.
The cold wind outside made Yang Mo shiver, but then she felt warm again. Zhou Chengling took a step forward, and she followed the small steps. For some reason, his shoulders seemed to be extra wide, and not a single drop of rain could fall.
On her head, otherwise she would have been so wet that she couldn't open her eyes.
Lifting the curtain of the carriage, Zhou Chengling turned around to help her, and then she held up her skirt and stepped onto the horse stool. A drop of rain poured into her neck, and she couldn't help but shrink. He tilted the umbrella forward and back.
Yang Mo felt that Zhou Chengling was soaked tonight.
After entering the carriage and sitting down, the carriage began to move forward. When her feet were wet, they would light up and crawl up her calves. Mei Xiang quickly stuffed a warm blanket and covered Yang Mo's legs. Yang Mo pulled Mei Xiang and sat down.
Beside him, two people were covered with blankets.
The sound of horse hooves came from outside. Yang Mo couldn't help but lift the curtain and looked outside, and saw Zhou Chengling on horseback.
He really wanted to send her home.
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Qiao Wenjing has been waiting for Ding Ke to bring Yang.
Ding Ke clearly said that he was going to ask Yang. After listening to the wailing all night, he felt that he had been fooled. Qiao Wenjing was about to get angry.
The steward came to report, "The female relatives who came to visit Madam have arrived."
Qiao Wenjing suppressed his anger and said, "Let the young lady and the mother in charge take care of it!"
Mrs. Qiao has been ill for some time, and many people want to visit her. Today is a good day, so everyone has sent messages to visit her.
Qiao Wenjing was thinking about how to arrange the whole day today.
The manager came in again and said hesitantly, "Sir, someone filed a case and placed rouge in front of our house."
What does this mean?
Rouge? Why rouge?
The manager shook his head and said, "I have asked people to clean it up, but the carriages and horses of the women's family arrived and they happened to be blocked in the alley."
Only pedestrians could pass by the carriage, but those people had no intention of leaving. If they were driven away vigorously, they would probably disturb the women in the carriage.
Qiao Wenjing raised his eyebrows.
Nothing can happen again, nothing can happen again. Qiao Wenjing was like a frightened bird, "Go...go and find out what is going on."
How come things that had never happened before happened one after another in his house.
Outside Qiao's house, the carriage was blocked in the alley, and people began to look out quietly.
The woman following the car reported outside, "There are some women outside Qiao's house. Those people... those people put rouge at the door. It seems that they are putting their own rouge at the door of Qiao's house."
why is that?
When Mrs. Chang heard this while sitting in the car, she told her mother-in-law, "Go and find out."
The mother-in-law responded and came back quickly: "Madam, something seems to have happened."
The servant spoke hesitantly.
Mrs. Chang felt more and more uneasy, "What happened? How can any woman do this? Who are they?"
The mother-in-law paused for a moment, then opened the corner of the car curtain and whispered: "They are all...all...women who don't seem to be from good families."
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I was originally going to update three thousand, but I'm so sleepy, so I'll update two thousand first, and go and breathe.