Chapter 43

Chu Yihan has a cold face and a cold voice. He looks at Su Yuetong with soft eyes. He asks, "what are you doing today?"

This girl just made a scene in the palace yesterday. Today she is full of vitality. She is really energetic.

Su Yuetong happily smile, "of course, is to see Uncle Huang!"

With that, she stares at Chu Yihan.

In the whole mainland, she can't find a more beautiful man than Chu Yihan. She has deep facial features and thick eyebrows. She can wear a soft gold robe at will. She has long hair in her home clothes and a golden crown. Even sitting in a wheelchair, she always exudes the dignity of the superior.

If Chu Yihan's breath is not so cold, Su Yuetong will be more courageous and pounce directly on him.

After thinking about Uncle Huang's cleanliness habit, and the possibility of her survival, Su Yuetong still didn't dare to make a mistake.

After all, Xiaoming is very fragile, and her rebirth is not easy.

Chu Yi cold face did not speak, for Su Yuetong this mouth more and more will say this, he is very cold on the surface, the heart still feel very good.

"Uncle Huang, don't be so indifferent..." Su Yuetong rubs past like a dog leg and touches Chu Yihan's wrist unconsciously.

But she hasn't touched Chu Yihan's clothes yet. Chu Yihan shoots at her. She is scared and immediately retracts her paws.

Chu Yi Han had known about the gate for a long time. He told Su Yue Tong coldly, "you often come to the palace, and you forget the rules."

You want to bring outsiders in?

Su Yuetong immediately shook his head, "no! I just let her out on purpose! Anyway, she covets uncle Huang, but she can't see it. "

"Poof

Outside the door, Mu Xiu, who heard this, gave a smile, took Chu Yihan's medicine and came in. He looked at Su Yuetong. "Miss Su's method of rectifying people is more and more brilliant."

Su Yuetong heard about the commotion in the general's house yesterday.

Although she is a bit of a rascal, she has such a temperament, which is exactly what she appreciates!

"Compared with the medical skill of the first disciple of Qingwei Taoism, it's just a shame!" Su Yuetong smiles at Mu Xiu.

Muxiu is plain and pure. His blue robe is not embroidered with any pattern, and a piece of jade is on his waist. His whole body is full of elegant and clean breath. He is older than Chu Yihan, but because his breath is too soft, Su Yuetong used to treat him very unfriendly!

Now come again, naturally flatter!

Moreover, Mu Xiu is Chu Yihan's confidant and exclusive doctor!

If she wants to know Chu Yihan's physical condition, she has to please this one!

Mu Xiu took the medicine to Chu Yihan, slightly surprised in his eyes, "Miss Su is too polite."

Polite people are some, not used to!

When Mu Xiu brought the medicine, Su Yuetong used her dog nose to smell it. Chu Yihan drank it and put down the medicine bowl. She quickly picked it up again. Her fingers were stained with the residual medicine juice. She immediately put it into the space when people didn't pay attention to it. When she went back, she would study the ingredients in the medicine.

She seemed to have no intention of speaking to Mu Xiu, "is this medicine for uncle Huang's leg? When can uncle Huang's leg be cured? "

She blinked her innocent big eyes. The people who looked at her were soft hearted. What Mu Xiu wanted to say could touch Chu Yihan's eyes, and she just said, "fast."

"Can I give uncle Huang a pulse? Hei hei, although my mother doesn't teach me much, I can still master basic Kung Fu! " Su Yuetong took advantage of this, blinked fox eyes.