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    The Silly White Sweet Miracle Doctor Young Master

    Lian Yueshu slept until dawn.

    Li Xin took care of everything. In the evening, the medicine boy originally called them to get some food, but Li Xin told him that Lian Yueshu was very tired and had fallen asleep.

    The medicine boy came in and took a look. Seeing his rosy cheeks and long breathing, he didn’t think much about it and just assumed that he was really tired.

    Li Xin felt a little guilty.

    Just in case something unexpected happened, she asked the medicine boy to bring some snacks and put them in the room, fearing that Lian Yueshu would wake up hungry in the middle of the night.

    So when Lian Yueshu woke up the next day, the food box was still on the table.

    The clothes on his body were changed, and his body was wiped down. Even the sheets and bedding were clean, without any traces.

    Thinking about it, if he hadn’t been sober and remembering every feeling yesterday, he would have thought it was just a beautiful dream.

    Lian Yue Shumu washed himself up in a daze, pouring cold water on his face. His energy was shaken, and his thoughts and reason gradually returned.

    He splashed two more handfuls of water vigorously, and finally simply immersed his entire face in the water to relieve the scalding heat on his face.

    Well, I can’t think about that kind of thing anymore. As soon as Lian Yueshu’s mind recalled every bit of yesterday, his stomach suddenly tightened as if he felt something.

    He hurriedly raised his head from the water and rubbed it with Supa.

    The medicine boy pushed the door open and came in. Seeing his movements as if he was about to rub off a layer of skin, he hurried forward and snatched his handkerchief away, dumbfounded:

    “Sir, are you washing your face or rubbing your skin? Look, it’s all red!”

    Lian Yueshu put his hands on the copper basin, took a few deep breaths, suppressed Noise and said:

    “My heart is in turmoil.”

    So he said, he took Supa again, threw it into the basin and walked out.

    The medicine boy was stunned and chased after him.

    Cang Kong, who was detoxified yesterday, rested for the night and felt much more relaxed today, so he specially invited a few people to express his gratitude.

    Lian Yueshu was taken away by the medicine boy, but Li Xin was nowhere to be seen.

    Fortunately, no one thought much about her daily appearance of the dragon.

    When Lian Yueshu saw that her position was vacant, his heart became confused for a moment, feeling lucky and disappointed at the same time, as if it was empty and waiting for someone to dig it up.

    So when Cang Kong was talking, he was always in a daze. Occasionally, when the medicine boy asked him a few words, he would respond perfunctorily.

    After all, he was Cang Kong’s savior. Besides, his temper was a little weird. Cang Wu Cang Kong didn’t even pay attention to it. He even asked him nicely but he was tired.

    Lian Yueshu didn’t want to stay any longer, so he agreed and turned around to leave.

    Everyone looked at each other in shock.

    Seeing this, Luo Yingxiu suddenly remembered what happened yesterday. The shame in her heart had not passed yet, so she stopped chasing him as usual.

    Lianyue Shu walked out of the door, swaying around like a headless fly.

    Turning around now, looking there, there was always a look of depression on his face.

    He lost his way and simply stopped looking for it. He stopped where he was and started pulling at a bush on the side of the road, pulling off the leaves one by one that were growing extremely well.

    Soon, the leaves of this poor shrub fell to the ground, and the original dense shadow became empty, allowing a little light to shine through.

    Lian Yueshu was about to change the place to pull, when his eyes unexpectedly fell on the empty opening, and he caught a glimpse of a familiar red fabric.

    His heart skipped a beat and his breathing stopped for a moment.

    He carefully reached out his hand, slowly passed through the opening, touched the red fabric, and pulled gently.

    Li Xin was drinking wine when her sleeves were pulled so hard that the wine failed to enter her mouth and instead spurted out with a pop.

    She coughed twice and wiped the drops of water on her chin.

    Who is ignorant?

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