The wealthy daughter, she subdues people with force

For half an hour, the others seemed to be doing academic discussions, only Huang Shaokang was trembling.

He was afraid that his brother would not be able to survive.

He kept wiping his brother's sweat with a handkerchief.

In fact, the child himself was sweating profusely.

Everyone was still separated by a door, so he didn't go in, and he was the only one, staying with his brother inside.

The clothes on the back were all wet with sweat.

Half an hour passed, and everyone rushed to help carry Huang Shaoan back to the hospital bed.

Huang Shaoan was still unable to speak, but judging by the bruises on his body, he should be better.

Huang Shaokang saw his brother getting better, and was very grateful to Feng Chuyue in his heart.

"In the next two days, the procedure of medicinal bath will be the same as tonight, so I won't come here."

"I'll come over on the fourth day."

Before leaving, Feng Chuyue explained to Huang Shaokang.

"However, reincarnation grass, I hope to take one first."

She didn't say to take away all the reincarnation grass, because Huang Shaokang hasn't improved obviously.

Feng Chuyue also had her own plans.

Huang Shaokang subconsciously went to see his brother. Now that his brother is still awake, he can make the decision.

Huang Shaoan nodded his head with difficulty, as a promise.

"Can he move?"

Su Baozhu looked on in amazement, but she couldn't move at all before.

"I can only move a little bit, it seems difficult."

Feng Chuyue only glanced at it, and said casually.

"Being able to move also shows that the medicine bath is useful!"

Feng Chuyue didn't speak anymore, she yawned.

"Sister Chu, reincarnation grass, I can give you one first."

"My brother's body, please!"

Huang Shaokang bowed politely to Feng Chuyue.

Seeing the sincerity of the young man, Feng Chuyue only nodded slightly: "I should do it, and we exchanged at equal value, and no one took advantage of the other."

Feng Chuyue greeted everyone, and Rong Henian left first.

From the beginning to the end, Yu Yan just watched and left without saying a word.

The little monk also bid farewell to everyone.

Compared with acquaintances, he wanted to get to know Miss Chu more.

The heirs of the alchemy family, why have I never heard of it.

She wasn't born before, did the samsara grass blow her out?

Feng Chuyue and the others were in the courtyard outside when they were stopped by the little monk.

"My little monk sees that the benefactor Chu has excellent medical skills, so he is noncommittal, can he leave a contact information?"

Just now, Feng Chuyue left everyone's contact information and told them to notify them when he said that he had refined the Reincarnation Pill.

But none of them had Feng Chuyue's contact information.

Such an excellent doctor may be asked of her in the future, so it is necessary to leave her contact information.

"Do you need medical attention?"

Feng Chuyue didn't mind leaving a phone number for the little monk.

Anyway, she has two mobile phones.

From now on, the little genius doctor is Chu Yue, and Feng Chuyue is the second madam of the Feng family.

Feng Chuyue is very satisfied with the identity she created wittily.

In fact, Chu Yue was the one who walked in the cultivation world in the last life, and the head of the young sect of Xuanyi was Chu Yue. From the beginning to the end, there was no Feng Chuyue.

Because she doesn't like the surname Feng.

Coincidentally, the master who picked her up also said her surname was Chu.

"People have misfortunes and blessings, what if the little monk needs it?"

"I don't know if the benefactor Chu will be willing to take action at that time."

Have a relationship with Buddhism?

Feng Chuyue had a good relationship with Buddha in her previous life.

She had no ill feeling towards Buddhism, so she readily agreed.

However, she does not have a business card.

Feng Chuyue reached into her pocket.

Take out a pack of tissues, a lipstick.

She directly used lipstick to write a string of numbers on the tissue.

"do you mind?"

After finishing writing, Feng Chuyue remembered to ask the little monk.

The little monk was amused, it seems that the benefactor Chu is also a very powerful person.

She didn't really care whether others would mind or not.

"Thank you, benefactor Chu."

Feng Chuyue was noncommittal, and handed the tissue to the little monk.

Then wave goodbye to him.

When Daoist Wuchen thought about coming out and leaving a contact information with Feng Chuyue, he found that he had already left.

He felt a little regretful, he shouldn't be courteous with Elder Su there.

However, Taoist Master Wuchen's eyes fell on the little monk.

"Did Liao Yuan leave the contact information of Miss Chu?"

The little monk was informal and didn't have much airs, so he followed out immediately, and he must have left his contact information.

"The Taoist priest came a step late, and the benefactor Chu has already left."

"Then I don't know if Yuan is willing to give me a copy of Ms. Chu's contact information."

With that said, he looked towards Yuan's hand.

That is?

He was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

It turns out that the one who is really informal is that Miss Chu?

People directly took lipstick and wrote a contact information on a tissue.

Taoist Master Wuchen took out his mobile phone: "Okay, I just need a phone number for the poor Taoist."

Liao Yuan smiled slightly: "Master Dao, I haven't asked the benefactor Chu, and I can't pass on her contact information to others."

"I'm really sorry."

"It's getting late, and the little monk has gone back first."

Watching Li Yuan leave the villa, Taoist Wu Chen was stunned.

He didn't expect that the young monk Liao Yuan would refuse so simply.

And Liao Yuan left the villa, came to the parking lot, and stopped in front of a cool motorcycle next to a black Mercedes.

The little monk put his helmet on his forehead, got on his motorcycle and left.

What is left for Wuchen Daochang is the exhaust of a car.

Daoist Wuchen couldn't catch anyone, so he wasn't upset.

Little Monk Liaoyuan was halfway through the locomotive when his cell phone rang.

He grasped the motorcycle with one hand and took out the phone with the other.

"Yuan'er, where's the person? We've made an appointment to play skewers on the first night of school, and I'll be waiting for you!"

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there!"

Soon, there was another voice on the other end of the phone: "Li Liaoyuan, hurry up, my brother is about to cry from hunger."

"The most delicious skewers outside our school are waving to us."

"Don't rush, 10 minutes!"

Liao Yuan hung up the phone, put the phone in his pocket, and speed up!

Sitting in the car, Feng Chuyue could hear the roar of the locomotive.

She looked out the window in some surprise, and saw clearly who the motorcycle boy was at a glance.

"This motorcycle rider also came from Xuanling Villa, right?"

Looks like they did see a cool motorcycle in the parking lot before.

"Not only did he come out of Xuanling Villa, we also know this person."

Feng Chuyue rolled down the car window and said quietly.

Yu Yan was very curious: "Who is it?"

He thought for a while, among the few people he just met tonight, none of them seemed to have a wild personality on a motorcycle.

Could it be that the soul of a motorcycle boy lived in the body of Taoist Wu Chen?

Or Elder Su?

Ah, that's not true either.

"Fate."

When Feng Chuyue said these two words, Yu Yan almost choked on his own saliva.

"Wait, who are you talking about?"

Anyone can do it, but it's impossible because of fate, he is a monk!