How to survive as a villain through time travel

Xiao Yu'an couldn't help shouting: "...Master, are you kidding me?!"

Zhang Changsong said slowly: "Well, young people are full of energy, so there is nothing to worry about."

Xiao Yu'an: "...Master, did you steal the revenge of eating your candied fruit before taking revenge on me. "

Zhang Changsong: "Hmph! I'm not that stingy! Do you still want me to feel your pulse? Do you still think about it?"

While talking, Yan Heqing had already got up and adjusted his clothes and went to open the door. Xiao Yu'an wanted to go by himself, but Yan Heqing pushed him back to the bed and wrapped the quilt tightly.

Zhang Changsong walked in, stroking his gray beard and carrying the medicine box on his back, sat down on the side of the bed, took out a small pillow and put it under Xiao Yu'an's wrist, and took his pulse. Zhang Changsong remained silent for a long time, and frowned slightly.

Xiao Yu'an smiled and said, "Master, don't make such an expression, as if I'm dying."

Zhang Changsong glared at Xiao Yu'an angrily, pushed his hand forward angrily, put away the small pillow, and said angrily, "What's wrong! If you can't do it, wouldn't it be insulting to my reputation?"

Xiao Yu'an said: "Then I have to get well quickly, I can't ruin Master's reputation."

Zhang Changsong rolled his eyes at him, and asked, "Do you still feel pain in your knee recently?"

Xiao Yu'an secretly glanced at Yan Heqing who was standing aside, and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Zhang Changsong rolled up the medical book and drew it on Xiao Yu'an's wrist: "Nonsense! If you don't tell the truth, how can I cure you?"

Xiao Yu'an said: "It really hurts a little bit, not much."

Zhang Changsong was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he pressed lightly around his knees, Xiao Yu'an stopped smiling immediately, and secretly clenched his hands.

Zhang Changsong understood, and asked back, "Did you take the internal medicine according to the amount? Did you change the external medicine every other day?"

Xiao Yu'an nodded: "Yes, yes, yes."

While packing his things, Zhang Changsong said, "Well, I'm recovering well, just rest well these few days, stretch your arms and move your waist, don't keep walking."

Xiao Yu'an said: "Okay, Master, I will write it down."

Zhang Changsong stood up with the medicine box on his back, and said to Yan Heqing, "Mr. Yan, can you take a step to speak."

Xiao Yu'an was surprised: "Master, you have something to look for him? Could it be that you want Brother Yan to propose marriage? I understand Master, and I am also anxious, but you want Brother Yan to come all the way here without bringing anything, so don't make things difficult People."

It was rare that Zhang Changsong didn't pretend to be angry because of Xiao Yu'an's poor talk, he glanced at him and said, "I don't want to ask for marriage proposal, that's all right, I have business to ask Mr. Yan."

Yan Heqing and Zhang Changsong walked out of the wing room together and closed the door. Zhang Changsong asked softly, "Young Master Yan, I'm sorry to ask you, are you and Yu'an..."

Yan Heqing guessed what Zhang Changsong wanted to ask, nodded and said, "Yes."

Zhang Changsong came to his senses, and said: "Yu'an is always talking nonsense and joking, so that the old man can't believe it, but since Mr. Yan has given the answer, it is true that there is nothing wrong with it. If so, Mr. Yan, then Regarding Yu An's body, I won't talk to you anymore, Yu An's leg may be at the root of the disease."

Yan Heqing's eyes dimmed, and his hands were slightly clenched into fists as he dropped to his side: "The root of the disease?