Ye Qingluo was stirring a large pot of concoction with a big wooden spoon.
Hearing footsteps, she glanced sideways: "Are you willing to come out?"
"I... I'm just tired, so I took a rest." Pei Sheng looked for excuses with flustered eyes.
Ye Qingluo: "Can you deceive me and your own heart?"
Pei Sheng: "I..."
He lowered his head, his face was covered with a shadow, and his expression could not be seen.
Ye Qingluo didn't mean to talk about emotional chicken soup with him, put down the stirring wooden spoon, and pointed to a large wooden basin filled with palm-sized stone bowls: "Yinyan just sent someone over, you go Let the hospital deliver the medicine."
Pei Sheng let out a muffled "En", and walked up to the basin in a dull manner, bent down and picked up the basin, and walked forward in a dull manner.
After walking a few steps, I was just about to walk out of the backyard.
He paused: "little sister...has she left?"
"Since you're worried, why didn't you come out?" Ye Qingluo looked at him, "She's been waiting for you just now, wait for you to tell her to be careful on the road."
"I..." Pei Sheng lowered his head again without speaking.
A boring gourd like Pei Sheng may not be able to respond to you after talking hundreds of words.
Ye Qingluo didn't bother to talk to him.
Let him experience and feel slowly.
Only then can you clearly know what it is you want.
Pei Sheng was holding the wooden basin, while the servants sent by Qiao Yinyan were carrying a large pot of medicinal juice, and set off towards the medical center.
Qiao Yinyan specially didn't prepare a bullock cart to pull it.
Instead, let a few people carry it for a parade.
Although this time, it is already very late.
But due to the fact that there are too many and thrilling things that happened today.
In addition, many city residents were injured and lying in the hospital.
There are still quite a few city dwellers who did not rest.
The news that Pei Sheng and the servants of Qiao's family carried a large pot of medicine to the medical center to care about the city residents spread instantly.
...
There was another commotion outside.
Ye Qingluo in Jubao didn't take it to heart.
Sitting in Gu Zixi's room, she began to sort the herbs that Gu Zixi had picked into categories, handled them briefly, and took out all the herbs used.
Lao Lie sat aside.
The candlelight elongated his figure in the black robe, making him even more like an evil spirit crawling up from hell at night, coming to take people's lives.
He knocked on the table: "It's not that I don't have crystals on my body, it's good to go to the inn and open two upper rooms, why do I have to squeeze in this kind of place?"
Lao Lie felt wronged.
He is a man of hell.
Walking on the street, everyone saw him and ran away.
Now…
Follow Ye Qingluo's side.
He doesn't even have a place to sleep!
No matter what Pei Sheng's body is weak, let Pei Sheng sleep in the room.
As for him, just find a place and hang a thread to sleep on it.
Hang a line
He is an old man, is it appropriate to let him sleep on a thread? !
Ye Qingluo didn't even lift his eyelids: "Qiao Yulu and the Lu family are afraid of the power of the Hell Palace. They don't dare to attack Jubao secretly when you are here. If we go to the inn, Jubao is very likely. The same thing happened a year ago, and history will repeat itself."
But this time, Jubao will not have another five-year chance.
Lao Lie snorted impatiently: "I don't care about Jubao at all. I'm very curious, haven't you separated from Lord Emperor? Why didn't you go to Lord Emperor, instead wasting time here?"