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Amu lost his mind for a while, but he knew that what the girl said was true, so he quickly bent down and said to the girl: "If what the girl said is true, please save my son." He said , took out the purse from his pocket again, held it in the palm of his hand, blushing: "I know seeing a doctor is expensive, but this is all our savings, if the girl thinks it's not enough, I... I will earn more of!"

For a while, no one in the ruined temple spoke, and all eyes were on him.

The noble young lady's face turned red and white for some unknown reason.

But Qian Sheng laughed, and stretched out his hand to pinch Amu's face: "The lady brought someone to look for it in person, and besides, although old man Zheng is a poison doctor, he is also a kind person, and he won't ask for your few copper coins." of."

Only now did Amu understand what the strange look on the young lady's face meant, and she probably felt humiliated by him.He stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say, and finally put away his purse, his face as red as a ripe grape.

"You little servant is interesting." The young lady laughed dryly, breaking the embarrassment first. While speaking, her pointed chin swept the pure white down around her neck. She was very delicate. She raised her hand and said to them: "Please, there is a small sedan chair outside."

It is said to be a small sedan chair, but it is actually not small. It is much bigger than what Amu saw on the street. The sedan chair is pulled by two big black horses, but it does not shake at all. The inside of the sedan chair is also covered with cotton-white animal skins. It was even softer than the cotton cloth. He knew that the bigger the animal's fur, the more difficult it would be to handle. Somehow, this piece of animal skin was so soft that people wanted to sleep on it.

The curtain of the car door was lifted, and the lady from before got in, just in time to see Amu rubbing the animal skin on his face.

The lady chuckled: "That leather is usually trampled on, it's very dirty, put it down quickly, if you like it, come into the house, I'll ask daddy to give you one."

Amu hurriedly put it down, so nervous that he didn't know how to put it down.The young lady's words were full of arrogance, whether it was intentional or not, she always seemed to look down on Amu.

But if you look closely at her expression, you can't see anything, she is smiling sweetly, with raised eyebrows, very domineering and delicate.

Amu didn't dare to move or speak, so he nestled next to Gu Lin, shrinking small, Gu Lin put his hand on his back and patted him comfortingly.

The lady rolled her big almond eyes and said to Gu Lin, "My name is Zheng Ling'er, what's your name?"

Gu Lin just patted Amu lightly, and did not reply to her words.

The young lady frowned, and took two steps forward to amplify her voice: "You are sitting in my sedan chair, and you will ask your father to see a doctor for you later, why don't you even talk to me now, you have a big temper."

Seeing that the lady was angry, Amu hurriedly said: "My son doesn't like to talk." He explained: "He hurt his throat before and coughed all the time. It's just getting better now, so he shouldn't talk much."

The young lady glanced at Amu, her brows frowned even tighter, and her eyes were filled with displeasure, but she didn't say much, she just snorted and opened the curtain and left.

The carriage was still moving slowly, and Amu huddled next to Gu Lin, thinking about how he had offended the young lady with what he said just now, but after thinking about it, he felt that what he said was right, it was all the truth.He couldn't figure it out, so he went to ask Gu Lin: "Mr. Gu, did I say something wrong? That young lady looks very angry."

Gu Lin looked down at him, his chin touched his forehead, it was cool.He whispered, "No."

Amu blinked, shook his head slightly, felt the feeling of Gu Lin's chin rubbing against his forehead, only felt itchy, and a little hot, quite comfortable, he nodded: "I feel the same way, I don't know It's strange why she's angry."

He remembered what he said in the ruined temple before, so he raised his head to look at Gu Lin, just in time to look into Gu Lin's eyes, there was a little worried self imprinted in the brown color like a goose egg. "Mr. Gu, that young lady said you were poisoned, and Qian Sheng seemed to know about it. Why didn't I know?"

Gu Lin didn't reply to him.

Amu had no choice but to simplify the problem as before, turning it into a right and wrong problem that can be solved only by nodding.

"That poison, will it hurt?"

no response.

"Can it be cured?"

nod.

"Did Qian Sheng already know?"

nod.

Amu bowed his head aggrieved, he knew that now was not the time to think about it, but Gu Lin didn't let Qian Sheng know, no matter how he thought about it, he felt a little uncomfortable, but what was even more uncomfortable was that Gu Lin had poison on his body, but It never occurred to him.He should have thought of it when the cough that almost killed Gu Lin happened.

He shook his head, and asked again: "Is it sure to be cured?" He looked up at Gu Lin, unwilling to let go of the slightest expression, until Gu Lin nodded his head as usual, he was relieved.