Before confiscating the house, the medical concubine emptied the enemy's warehouse to flee fami

"I know."

This is also the reason why Jiang Wan didn't explain it to Madam Fu in detail just now, but just asked a few questions tactfully.

"master."

Mu Xiang and Doctor Yan came down from upstairs, Mu Xiang looked a little moved.

"That Aunt Fu is very weak. Even though she is unconscious, she is still calling her."

It can be seen that she really misses her daughter.

There was still a hint of envy in Mu Xiang's eyes. Her mother had never called her in such a gentle tone.

"How are people?"

Jiang Wan looked at Dr. Yan, who sighed, "It's not a serious illness, it's just too much worry.

In addition, the weather was cold, so she caught the wind and chill, which made her feel worried. "

If this knot in my heart is not removed in a day, this disease will not be cured easily, and I can only live with it in a miserable state.

"Heart disease needs heart medicine."

Mu Xiang sighed, "If her daughter appeared in front of her, I guess she could be cured of her illness instantly."

"It's not that easy to find someone."

Doctor Yan sighed, Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan looked at each other, and since Mu Xiang didn't notice it, they didn't mention it for the time being.

Lest Mu Xiang also rejoice with Kong.

"It's getting late, you should go back to your room and rest early."

Song Jiuyuan wanted to discuss it carefully with Jiang Wan, but Jiang Wan agreed:

"We have to travel tomorrow, Mu Xiang, you guys have a good rest, and please ask Dr. Yan to pay more attention.

That lady is unwell and will most likely come to see you in the middle of the night. "

"You all rest in peace and leave this matter to me."

Doctor Yan took over the important task. Jiang Wan was Mu Xiang's master, and he also respected Jiang Wan very much.

Just thinking of the jelly beans Jiang Wan fed Yuanyuan just now, Doctor Yan was very confused.

"Godfather, what's the matter?"

Mu Xiang has had a particularly good relationship with Dr. Yan recently, so she could tell at a glance that he was hesitant to speak.

"Miss Jiang, can I see the jelly beans you gave Yuanyuan?"

"The one that reduces fever."

Jiang Wan suddenly realized it and took out a jade bottle and handed it to him, "No."

"This……"

Doctor Yan has been struggling for so long because he knows that it is really difficult to talk about it.

This might refer to the inheritance of his master's sect. He shouldn't ask, but he was really curious.

I didn't expect Jiang Wan to be so cheerful.

"I will eventually teach Mu Xiang this recipe in the future."

Jiang Wan seemed to know what he was thinking, she said straight to the point: "You are Mu Xiang's godfather, it doesn't hurt to show you.

But this is something I researched myself, and I hope you don’t spread it outside. "

"Don't worry, I will never leak it."

Doctor Yan quickly promised, “In the future, my belongings and inheritance will also be given to Mu Xiang.

Apart from her, I will never accept any more disciples. "

He used to have apprentices, but after something happened to his wife and son, he determined to take revenge and severed ties with both his apprentices.

In order to avoid being discovered by Old Man Bai and dragging them down, they have now forgotten each other in the world.

"Master, don't worry, I won't leak anything."

Mu Xiang quickly promised that she would not only supervise herself, but also supervise her godfather.

Jiang Wan naturally believed her. Today she and Song Jiuyuan only shared a room, and now he already knew her space.

There was no need for the two of them to avoid each other, not to mention that he could still work for her in space.

As soon as they entered the room, Jiang Wan took Song Jiuyuan into the space, and the two sat down and began to discuss.

"Tell me what you think."

"Wanwan, I remember you can draw."

Song Jiuyuan tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, and Jiang Wan was stunned by his words.

"I understand!"

The two had a good rapport and thought of going together. Song Jiuyuan sharpened his ink, and Jiang Wan took the pen and began to draw a small portrait of Poria.

"Wanwan, you draw first, and I'll heat up hot water for you and prepare some food."

Song Jiuyuan is now familiar with driving in space, and he can also find things that Jiang Wan has put away.

Jiang Wan didn't reply to him, but just nodded lightly. Half an hour later, she looked at the lifelike Poria cocos in her pen and nodded with satisfaction.

After drying the Poria cocos statue, she walked out of the house. Song Jiuyuan had already cut the fruit and squeezed a glass of juice for her.

"I think you are becoming more and more capable."

Jiang Wan took a bite of the cantaloupe. It was sweet, just like her mood.

"How is the painting?"

Song Jiuyuan put hot water into the tub for her and sprinkled some flower petals.

Jiang Wan couldn't help but be moved by how attentive the majestic God of War was in front of his beloved woman.

"I'll hang it in the house, you can go and take a look."

"Then you wash up first."

Song Jiuyuan was not in a hurry. Jiang Wan was taking a bath in the house, and he washed himself outside.

After washing up, Jiang Wan drank some juice and then fell into a deep sleep.

Perhaps knowing that Jiang Wan was curious about the attitude of the Fu family, Song Jiuyuan didn't bother Jiang Wan much.

Because of the time difference, Jiang Wan was preparing the medicinal ingredients after a contented sleep.

Song Jiuyuan took the red jade that Jiang Wan had thrown aside and started carving.

The two of them were busy with their own business, and by the time dawn came, the jade pendant in Song Jiuyuan's hand was almost taking shape.

"This space is so magical. I feel like a long time has passed and it's just dawn outside."

"I often take advantage of this time difference to learn things. I can learn with twice the result with half the effort than ordinary people."

Jiang Wan smiled proudly and said, "If you want to come in in the future, please tell me anytime."

"I know Wanwan cares about me."

Song Jiuyuan held Jiang Wan's hand and kissed the back of her hand tenderly, "But frequent in and out may attract others' attention.

Just come in and I'll check it for you. "

He himself was attracted by this space. When he thought that the leakage of the space might arouse the covetousness of others, Song Jiuyuan couldn't help but tell Jiang Wan.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. Let's just have breakfast in space."

In front of him, Jiang Wan found the breakfast from the warehouse that he had collected from the royal kitchen of the palace.

Song Jiuyuan: ...

No wonder he felt that the snacks Wanwan brought out earlier seemed familiar to him.

She brought her emotions from the palace.

Surprised, Song Jiuyuan did not blame Jiang Wan, but happily shared breakfast with her.

After eating, the two came out, and Mu Xiang was waiting outside, "Master, you guys are up.

My godfather got up several times last night. It seemed that the aunt had a fever. "

Mu Xiang felt a little guilty in her heart. She was sleeping soundly and didn't even notice.

"I'll go take a look."

Jiang Wan put the small statue she had prepared in her sleeve and walked towards the Fu family's house.

The door opened, and Fu Zhen could be vaguely heard talking to Doctor Yan, who was telling him how to take care of himself.

When Jiang Wan returned to Song Jiuyuan, Mrs. Fu stood far away holding Yuan Yuan in her arms.

Fu's mother was lying weakly on the bed, and Fu's father held her hand and whispered comfort.

"Madam, you have to hold on, our daughter is still waiting for us."

"Yes, Nannan is still waiting for me."

Fu's mother murmured, and Jiang Wan stepped forward and said to Fu Zhen, "I also know a little bit about medical skills. Can I take a look at it for your mother?"

"OK!"

Fu Zhen's eyes were bright. His wife told him last night that this girl's jelly beans helped Yuanyuan's fever go away, so he was full of trust in Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan stepped forward with a smile and said in a gentle tone, "Madam, let me feel your pulse first."

She raised her hand slightly, and a small portrait fell out of her sleeve and landed on the bed.