medicine jar and her miss doctor

On the day of Wen Ting's succession ceremony as the head of the family, Chun Cheng postponed the appointment to take care of the exhausted patients at home. He couldn't bear to eat without eating properly every day. How can there be no reason not to get sick?

In the boudoir, Zhixiu was supported by her to sit up, with a painful look on her face: "Wen Ting has an important day in his life, don't you want to go?"

"Where are we going?" Chun Cheng glared at her angrily, "My fiancée is exhausted, why should I go?"

She was sitting on the edge of the bed with a medicine bowl in her hand, holding a white porcelain spoon with her beautiful fingers, looking as good-looking as ever.Zhixiu looks distracted.

"Why are you in a daze? Come and drink the medicine."

"You feed me."

Chun Cheng was quite angry at first, but when he saw her shameless appearance, he was coaxed into a smile: "As long as you are well, don't talk about feeding you, it's fine to treat you like a little ancestor."

Sick people like to be coquettish, feed the white porcelain spoon to their lips, Zhixiu drank the soup on it, and bit the spoon without letting go, Chun Cheng was stunned, as if what she bit was not the porcelain spoon, but her own fingers .

The pretty little face was slightly hot, and the other hand gently raised her pointed chin: "Look at you, when you are thin and long, what are you doing?"

Zhixiu shyly let go, and gave her a spoonful of decoction, and Chuncheng gave her a candied fruit, and said earnestly: "There is no end to curing illnesses and saving lives. A healthy body is the greatest capital. I see you are so busy these days." Dear, do you know how much I miss you?"

As if she was not used to saying such weak words, she put on a straight face: "If there is another time, you should not go to Fujitang!"

After finishing speaking, he felt that his attitude was tough and afraid of hurting Xiuxiu's heart, Chun Cheng frowned worriedly: "Are you obedient?"

"Ah."

After drinking a bowl of medicine, Zhixiu took her hand: "Do you really have to go?"

"What are you going to do?" Chun Cheng turned his head and handed the medicine bowl to Guiniang. Before she left, Guiniang opened the window, and the sound of cicadas came in on a scorching summer day, adding a little smoke and fire to the world.

"I don't care about her, and I have you, Wen Ting...I only think of her as a teacher. She is good in everything, the only bad thing is that she shouldn't waste time on me.

You also know that I am a woman, she never loves me, but Master Chun in men's clothing.Xiuxiu, I don't want to hurt her, I treat her well by keeping her away and avoiding her. "

Zhixiu touched her head: "I understand. You are a good person."

"What kind of man?"

"You don't like her, and you didn't hang her. You are responsible for her and me by being cold to her, so you are a good person and a gentleman."

"Is there?" Chun Cheng blinked at her: "Who said I was a bad embryo a few days ago?"

Zhixiu smiled: "Who told you to be dishonest, insist..."

"What do you want?"

"You!" The girl with flushed cheeks was wrapped in a quilt and turned her back to her sideways: "You ask the question knowingly."

"Hmph, anyway, I'll see it sooner or later." It's not easy to bully someone who is sick, Chun Chengsi straightened his sleeves politely, raised his glasses: "Go to sleep, I'm not going anywhere, I'll just stay here and watch over you .”

The shy and blushing girl was sweet in her heart, and in the drowsy afternoon, she turned around and tugged on Chun Cheng's shirt cuff: "You come up too, it's uncomfortable to lie on your stomach like that."

"is it okay?"

Zhixiu smiled slightly: "I don't believe you would take advantage of others."

Chun Cheng took a steady look at her, took off his shoes and lay beside her, with a thin brocade quilt covering his navel, neither of them spoke.

Sharing the same bed, and it was during the day, and the person really fell asleep next to her. Zhixiu was lying flat, but her mind was thinking about the scene of that night.

That night Chun Cheng drank too much in the room, pestered her to see how she looked in her little clothes, coaxed and teased her, she almost complied.

It was Chun Cheng who was drunk, not her, she was so ashamed to drive him out, and Gui Niang helped him back to the east courtyard.

After the incident, she didn't give Chun Cheng a good look for two full days, blaming her for learning bad things from dubious people in the business field.

Fujitang has a lot of things to do, busy without head, worrying too much, she is always worried that Chun Cheng will be weak, who knows that she will also catch a cold and fall ill one day.

At night, she fell into a heavy sleep, developed a high fever without warning, and woke up the person next to her pillow with uncomfortable groans.

She heard a thing or two from Shumo's mouth about what kind of chaos that night was. After all this trouble, she couldn't hide the fact that Chun Chengsu was in her boudoir.

A sigh floated from Zhixiu's lips: "Are you asleep?"

"No."

"You... get closer to me."

Chun Cheng's eyes suddenly opened, her clear eyes reflected her shadow, Zhixiu bit her lips: "If you don't come here again, just..."

"coming!"

The action is fast.

Zhixiu leaned into her arms: "Hold me to sleep..."

"Uh-huh!"

In the afternoon when there is no one to disturb, on the big bed in the boudoir, the young fiancée and wife are hugging each other and sleeping, Zhixiu is still thinking when she is unconscious: Hurry up, hurry up and grow up, it's too hard.

Wen's house, guests come like clouds.

There were a lot of people in Lingjing who gave face to the new head of the family, and Wen Ting drank some wine.

The people who had been waiting for a long time did not come, and she was upset, so she greeted people in the business field with a smile on her face.

Chun Cheng didn't come, but he didn't lack the courtesy he deserved. Under the banner of "a teacher for one day, a teacher for life", he gave enough pomp to the head of the Wen family, and as the heir of the Chun family, he held him up in the clouds .

After the banquet was over today, everyone knew that the new head of the Wen family had a teacher-student friendship with the young master of the Chun family. Based on this friendship alone, the Chun family naturally took care of the Wen family's business. In Lingjing, this female head, invisibly Once again, he was escorted by the Chun family.

The roots of the Chun family are in the south, but there is no distinction between north and south in terms of connections and status.

This is the only thing Chun Cheng can do.

Wen Ting is smart, the stronger the favor today, the more likely it is that they will be together in the future.

With alcohol in his heart, Wen Ting was promoted to the head of the family successfully, and Wen Ting, who had mastered the right to speak in a short period of time, gained a power that no one else could even imagine, but he lost his love forever.

One peck and one drink, there are gains and losses.The situation is changing, and no one can tell what will happen tomorrow.

She cheered up and walked among the celebrities and dignitaries. The people who came to watch the ceremony watched the proud Mrs. Wen step by step to the high-profile high platform. She smiled and toasted: "Wen Ting, thank you for your support."

Looking up, the red wine overflowed into his throat.

……

During the two-month vacation, in order to support his fiancée, the young master of the Chun family did something that shocked Lingjing.

The magpies screamed from the branches, and early in the morning, the old bustard in the blue and white house kicked open the doors of the girls' rooms with a cold face: "Sleep, sleep, sleep, the sun is drying your ass! The money tree from the Chun family is here, still sleeping? Hurry up!" Get up and meet the guests!"

Tangzi instantly became noisy.

Waiting for the living room.

The dignified and refined Young Master Chun was holding the medicine jar, and tapped on the table with one hand, A Yu was guarding her left side, and Gui Niang was on the right side with a cold brow.

Chunhua and Xinghua didn't come in, this place is a place of mortals that attracts criticism, besides, they came here for business, Chuncheng left them to sit in the car and chat with Xiuxiu.

The most beautiful doctors are benevolent, and pity these miserable women from the bottom of their hearts. The alleys are not clean, and the girls in the blue and white village rely on their young benefactors. It is difficult to mix up a person in this industry.

Aged and decrepit, infected with internal diseases, he could not escape the fate of being thrown into a mass grave in the north.

She has seen many patients and injuries, and has seen the scars on their bodies. When she sees them, she can't do nothing.

I wanted to follow, but was blocked by Chun Cheng's words—"Master Chun" went to the kiln. What's the matter with bringing his fiancée with him if he can still be called a romantic?

The words are rough and the rationale is not rough, Zhixiu bears the title of the Chun family's quasi-mother, so she has to consider the reputation of the two families.Sitting in the car obediently, hoping that Chun Cheng would settle the matter soon.

No matter how dirty the place is, there are unyielding souls.No matter how bright the place is, there are disgusting and disgusting scum.Just like Miss Su who spared her life to protect her younger sister from disaster, just like Yang Zheng, a design student who left Jingto.

The glory of human nature, who is good and who is bad, who is good and who is bad, sometimes really cannot be judged by identity.

Chun Cheng, who was sitting in the waiting room, raised his eyebrows impatiently: "Where are the girls embroidering? Why don't you come?"

The old bustard completely regarded her as the crown prince of the mausoleum, and dared not speak in a high voice, for fear of offending the nobleman.

When the nobles come to Qinghuali, the girls here can quadruple their worth, if they can get their fancy bag, it will be a magpie coming early in the morning.

The tired and sleepy girls dressed up according to the instructions of their mothers, and the dissolute ones wished they could show off their beauty in order. Before they saw anyone, they began to dream of flying on the branches and becoming phoenixes.

Some are happy, some are worried.

No matter who came, the purpose of all men coming here is the same, the only difference is that this young master of gold and jade is a bit more expensive, and he blatantly came in the daytime, not to teach people to sleep peacefully.

Some people even heard that the benefactor this time was the young master of the Chun family, and they were determined to refuse to step out of that door.

How many people have been rescued by the Chun Family’s Zhun Mistress in Fuji Hall, among them is the girl in Qinghuali. Those who have met the future Mistress all regard her as a lifesaver, how can they poach the benefactor’s corner?

Those who did not want to come out were forced to come out.

Chun Cheng played with the gold beads in his hand, the radiance of the gold made the old bustard see nothing else in his eyes.

All 120 and eight girls of the right age in Qinghuali were 'invited' over, Chun Cheng raised his eyes, and asked coldly: "What about those who haven't grown up?"

Didn't grow up?

The old bustard's expression remained unchanged, at most he would slander that the children of the aristocratic family had a bad taste, and urged people to call those girls who hadn't grown up.

The people who came were like pitiful cabbages staring at the front tremblingly. Chun Cheng was stunned by their fearful eyes, and secretly said: Fortunately, Xiuxiu was not allowed to follow in. Xiuxiu has a soft heart, so you can't see this.

Thinking of this, he lost his good face towards the old bustard, his expression was as cold as ice, he didn't look like he was here to have fun, he looked like he was here to mess things up.

"Are these all the people in Blue and White?"

"Yes, Master Chun, look..."

Chun Cheng stood up, clutching the cat ears of the jade pot, and muttered: "Who wants to come with me, stand up, I will redeem you, and give you freedom."

With one word, the alley was so shocked that it was difficult to survive.

The old bustard's eyebrows twitched, seeing the coldness in her eyes, her hands and feet turned cold with horror: Sure enough, she is here to smash the scene, and she is going to tear her blue and white!Without the girl's blue and white house, it would be a broken kiln!

She begged repeatedly in panic, but was firmly nailed to the spot by Chun Cheng's eyes!

"I'll give you 3 minutes to think about it, if you want to go, just stand up."

Opportunities are in front of you, whether you can seize them or not is up to you to choose.

The young master of the Chun family spends a lot of money to do good deeds, and a resounding sentence carries a lot of weight.

Soon, someone stood up.

The one who stood up was a well-known young lady in blue and white, and the old bustard was painstakingly calculating how much oil and water he could squeeze out of this young master.

Some go to freedom without hesitation, some linger, and some are content with the status quo and refuse to escape from their 'comfort nest'.

It's nothing more than a reluctance to part with a few benefactors who spend money lavishly, and the vanity and comfort piled up with money.

Those underage girls were used to seeing the filth in the alley, so they couldn't wait to stand up.

120 eight girls, 80 people stood up.

Those who froze and refused to move, their edges and corners were smoothed, resigned to their fate early.How about being free?It's not clean anymore.

The strength to struggle was exhausted a few years ago, I was used to laughing, I was used to serving others with Israel, but I didn't know how to "stand up" for the sudden rescue.

Some people were standing, but they were already kneeling.

How sad?

The young master of the Chun family led eighty girls who refused to accept their fate and all the young children out of the blue flower, and used money and power to suppress the old bustard, who was dumb and ate Coptis chinensis, unable to speak out.

On this day, there were crowds of onlookers in Lingjing Street.

Young Master Chun heroically "saves the wind and dust", and the Taoist priests have no time to criticize his romantic nature. The next day, the textile factory established in the name of the Chun family officially opened in Lingjing, and there are all familiar faces in Qinghua.

The minors were sent to nearby schools, and she gave those girls a choice, and after they decided to follow her, she quickly gave them a place to settle down.

People are not afraid of losing their dignity, but what they are afraid of is that you will not be able to stand up even if you are kneeling all the time.

When Mr. Xu heard about this, he slapped the table and said hello three times, and wrote a manuscript, praising his disciple and grandson to the sky.

The old man took the lead, followed by countless people who catered to him.

Wen Ting smiled and mentioned the young master of the Chun family on many solemn occasions, with many words of praise.

President Jingto made three public speeches on this matter, each time deafeningly deafening, wishing to awaken the bewildered souls of the world!

The atmosphere of Qingliu gradually became a climate, driven by the upper-class people with status and status.

For a long time, the prostitutes in Lingjing, the literati followed the example of "saving the wind and dust", and the women who were free to integrate into life felt the rare sincerity and kindness in the world, and burst into tears.

The world is dangerous, but there is light that shines in.

"I can't save too many people, only one can be saved." An Ye, the young master Chun who was praised by all walks of life faded away from the indifferent edge of the day, and carefully hugged his fiancée: "Xiuxiu, give me a kiss."

Zhixiu kissed her softly on the forehead, and nestled in her arms relyingly: "Chuncheng, it's good that we have no regrets in our hearts."

When human power is exhausted, it is enough to look up to the sky and bow down to others.

"School starts tomorrow, a new semester, Chun Cheng, let's work hard together."

The bright and beautiful girl, the gentle and noble young master, the time is long and the road is still long.Chun Cheng hugged her reverently and tenderly: "Okay. Go to sleep, Xiuxiu, sweet dream."

"Good dream, Chun Cheng."

In the school season in Kyoto, the students who have returned from their experience have a more stable temperament.

There was a lot of traffic at the school gate, and Zhixiu looked at the three archways engraved with the names of previous champions out of habit: "Chun Cheng, we will be better in the future than we are now."

The crowd let out an untimely sneer, Mu Caiyi, who was an exchange student, officially entered the school, and beside him stood the elegant Second Young Master Xia.

During the two-month summer vacation, classmate Mu Guan Tian borrowed his guts and said sarcastically, "Save Feng Chen? A group of prostitutes are worth the trouble of being a lady!"