If you know what she is asking, just answer it without thinking too much.
"I told you that I have read a lot of books." Fang Chengyu said, gritting his teeth, he raised his feet and took a step forward. His body was swaying and he almost fell. He subconsciously stretched out his hands to grab something.
Miss Jun's hand held his.
The girl's hands are soft but strong.
Fang Chengyu stood firm, his feet seemed to be stepping on the tip of a knife, pain swept through his body, and his back was wet with sweat.
"...I said at that time that there was nothing else to do except reading, and I also told you not to think too much, especially about what you will do after you recover. In fact, I was lying to you." He continued, looking in front of him.
The girl smiled and said, "I have thought about what to do after I finish it, and I have thought about it many times."
I have thought about how I can take up the business at home, how I can run the business as prosperously as my grandfather and father did, and how I can support myself alone so that the women in the family will no longer be like the women in other families.
Worried and frightened.
"So I read a lot of business books, and I also read the accounting books." He said.
Miss Jun held his hand and smiled.
"Take one more step," she said.
As expected, the topic was dropped.
Instead of praising others for their abilities, Fang Chengyu pursed his lips, tried to take a step, and then lowered the hand held by Miss Jun.
"I can't walk anymore," he said, "I won't leave."
He speaks very crisply and his voice is very clear, but I always feel that his tone is a bit childish and coquettish.
Lei Zhonglian stood by the car, looked over and smiled.
After all, he is a young master from a wealthy family, and because of such a disease, he must be very pampered.
Miss Jun didn't force it, she stretched out her hand to support him, and skillfully took the crutch with her other hand, and the two of them went straight inward.
Hot water has been prepared in the bathtub, which has a strong medicinal smell.
Fang Chengyu neatly took off his coat and pants, leaving only a pair of shorts. Miss Jun helped him sit in. After a brief soak, he was helped out. Clean water was also prepared here.
After rinsing and wiping, Miss Jun put the prepared underwear on the stool and turned around.
After all, he is a big child. She could dress and undress him before he was unconscious and unable to take care of himself, but now that he is awake and moving freely, it is hard to take care of him with her own hands.
She just needs to stay by his side to prevent anyone from harming him.
Unlike his younger brother Jiufang who still does all the little things for him.
Even at a young age, Jiu Fu is still shy.
Every time she washes herself, she has to yell at her to close her eyes.
"Sister, please don't look at it. My sister is a girl and I am a boy."
Miss Jun's eyes started to heat up when she thought of that childish voice.
But how could you not look at it?
Apart from their sisters, who else could be trusted to provide food and drink for fear of an accident?
Now that she is dead, her sister is about to be married off again, and Jiu Fu is all alone...
Miss Jun turned around suddenly.
"Chengyu." she shouted.
Fang Chengyu had just wiped it clean and took off his soaked shorts, and was sitting down to put on clean shorts when he suddenly looked over at her, with a subconsciously embarrassed look on his face.
In fact, there is nothing embarrassing. They have been sleeping in the same bed for a long time, and he has already been naked in front of her.
Forget, don’t look at anything inappropriate.
Miss Jun quickly turned around again.
"I remembered something," she continued.
Fang Chengyu’s voice behind him was natural.
"What's the matter?" he asked, continuing to get dressed.
Miss Jun stopped talking again.
Not everyone can inquire about Prince Huai's Mansion. Once someone suspects it, it may cause some trouble.
Nothing can go wrong now.
"It's okay," she said, "Are you dressed?"
A trace of sadness flashed in Fang Chengyu's eyes.
Why would she call him when it's okay? It's just that he can't help her with that matter.
But one day he will be able to help her.
The gloominess in his eyes disappeared in an instant and returned to its previous brightness.
"Get dressed." He said without asking further questions.
Miss Jun turned around, took the coat and put it on for him, helped him out of the clean room, rested for a while, and when the sun was bright, they got in the car and left the inn and came to the hut of Jiulingtang.
There's already a long queue here.
After the initial wave of excitement caused by the free medicines, the deserted place dispersed again, and the front of Jiulingtang became as lively as it was at the beginning.
What attracted them this time was not free advantage, but medicine that could cure illnesses and rejuvenate people. Therefore, the people who came around were not the poor people like before, but many wealthy people wearing silks and satins.
Seeing Miss Jun's carriage approaching, people on the road got out of the way.
Miss Jun got out of the car and hugged the plaque as usual, while Lei Zhonglian supported Fang Chengyu.
The plaque of Jiulingtang was placed in front of the thatched hut. Miss Jun sorted out a few cases and sat down. The people in front came forward impatiently.
"Miss Jun, look at why my cough is always bad. I have taken a lot of medicine..." she said urgently.
Miss Jun glanced at her.
This woman came here a few days ago. At that time, she did not ask in this way. Instead, she directly took out the prescription and made it clear that she wanted free medicine.
There was nothing wrong with the prescription, so Miss Jun gave her the medicine.
Now it's here again.
"This disease needs to be cured. It will be better if you take more medicine." Miss Jun said, after thinking about it, she extended her hand, "If you feel that the medicine is not enough, I can get you some more."
If it had been the day before yesterday, everyone would have just applauded Miss Jun for such a stupid move, but now this woman refuses to take out the prescription.
"Miss Jun, my prescription was prescribed by another doctor, but it doesn't work. Please give me more medicine," she begged.
Hu Gui, who had also been watching on the sidelines for a long time, had a complicated expression when he heard this.
Just a day ago, these people said the exact opposite.
"Second uncle, you are really starting to say that other doctors are not as good as her. This is going to arouse public outrage." The nephew had an idea and said.
Hu Gui gave him a slap in the face.
"Can this be the same? It's not what she said." He said.
At first, I guessed that in order to reduce expenses, Miss Jun might have prescribed medicine that other doctors could not prescribe, but later I learned that this person did not do so because of his wealth.
Nowadays, if other doctors are not good, they are still mentioned, but this is what the patients who seek treatment say, and what Miss Jun herself says, the meaning and results are completely different.
It was because of Dali that Haiping was cured.
Is her medical skills really that good?
Hu Gui looked at the little girl in front of him who was being pestered and begged by a woman, feeling restless and his expression changing.