Qiao Tianchang turned his head and watched Ning Mengyao fall asleep as soon as she touched the pillow. He felt a little distressed. She had been worried again today, but he didn't regret it. He only got hurt when he did that. But if Doudou had suffered these arrows, He might die, but he would do it again.
Maybe Ning Mengyao also had such thoughts, so she didn't say anything and just took care of herself silently.
Reaching out and touching Ning Mengyao's cheek, Qiao Tianchang had a smile in his eyes, which was actually quite good.
Closing his eyes, Qiao Tianchang soon fell asleep.
When I woke up the next day, Ning Mengyao was no longer in bed, but Qingshuang walked in: "I don't even know what to say to you. You should restrain yourself this time. People in the desert are under the influence." The poison is too overbearing, and although we have detoxified you in time, if you don't take good care of yourself, something will happen to your body in the end, so for the sake of the young lady and the young master, you should not do those things."
Qiao Tianchang looked at Qingshuang helplessly: "I understand, can you not start scolding me as soon as you see me?"
"No." Qingshuang said coolly.
Qiao Tianchang was furious, is this still a maid? Why are all his maids so famous
Qingshuang rolled her eyes at Qiao Tianchang angrily: "Uncle, if you want me to look good on you, then you should get your body back as soon as possible. Don't look like a cripple and it hurts your eyes."
Qiao Tianchang was left speechless by Qing Shuang. He was the master, right? Why did he feel as if something had changed when he arrived at Qingshuang? What was going on with this weird visual sense
"Uncle, don't think that I can't do anything to you if you don't speak. The medicine with a pound of coptis has been prepared for you." Qingshuang glanced at Qiao Tianchang coolly and said with a smile.
Qiao Tianchang couldn't hold his forehead: "Qingshuang, if you don't anger me twice, I'll be fine."
Qingshuang said with a smile: "This is my pleasure."
"Your pleasure is based on my pain." Qiao Tianchang said with disgust.
"It's good that my uncle knows."
Zi Ling originally wanted to come over to see how Qiao Tianchang was doing, but who would have thought that he would hear this particularly interesting conversation between the two.
"One pound of coptis medicine, Qingshuang, you are so talented, how did you come up with the idea?" Zi Ling asked with interest.
Qiao Tianchang's forehead was pounding due to the quarrel between the two of them, and his forehead was swollen and painful: "If you two have anything to say, please don't disturb my rest."
Qing Shuang wanted to say something else, but when she saw Qiao Tianchang's frown, she immediately shut up.
After checking Qiao Tianchang's wound, Qingshuang said, "Uncle, your injury is recovering well. Just take good care of it."
"As long as you don't argue in front of me, I will definitely be able to recover from my injuries." This meant that he disliked the two of them for talking too much.
Qingshuang glanced at Qiao Tianchang angrily, but considering that he was a patient, she didn't say anything.
"Tsk, tsk, you look like this. You don't look like a general. You look like a sick man." Qing Shuang is willing to go out, but that doesn't mean Zi Ling is willing.
After being here for such a long time, this was the first time she saw this awesome and coaxing person looking so weak. Could she not say a few more words
"Qingshuang, get this person out of here. Don't let him come even half a step closer to this room in the future." Qiao Tianchang said irritably.
"How about I have to hang out in front of you every day?" Zi Ling didn't appreciate it.
Qiao Tianchang held the bed with both hands, sat up from the bed, and looked at Zi Ling with cold eyes: "Get out."
"You... Qiao Tianchang, I saved your life. Don't you fail to recognize good people's hearts." Zi Ling was so angry at Qiao Tianchang that her teeth started to itch.
Qiao Tianchang felt uncomfortable looking at Zi Ling's look. She saved him every time she made a mistake, and he was grateful, but it was really hard to like this woman's personality.
"Miss Zi Ling, please don't make me angry anymore. You also know how serious his injury is." Qing Shuang looked at Zi Ling helplessly and said.
She really didn't understand why Zi Ling wanted to provoke her uncle like this, knowing that her uncle was a little irritable because of the injury.
Zi Ling snorted: "What does it have to do with me? I don't know good people's hearts."
Qiao Tianchang ignored Zi Ling and lay back on the bed, but Qing Shuang frowned when she saw the blood soaked on the gauze on his back.