Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

The drunkard pulled him back, dragged him and didn't let him go. There was still a smile on his pale face, but the smile in Tsing Yi's eyes made him feel distressed.

"I am a doctor myself, so what kind of doctor should I look for."

"Have you never heard that doctors can't treat themselves? Can't doctors be patients?" Tsing Yi was anxious.

"It's okay, just go back and take some stomach medicine." As the alcoholic said, he grabbed Tsing Yi's arm and walked forward, but he couldn't straighten his waist because of stomach pain.

Seeing the drunkard who had some difficulty walking, Tsing Yi stood and refused to walk, his originally gentle and smiling face was a bit angry.

The drunkard looked at Tsing Yi and saw that he was angry. He was clearly bitter, but he still smiled: "It's okay. This stomachache is just for a while. Maybe it’s all right without going to Wuyuan, and I just went to see a doctor. Those doctors also prescribe me some stomach medicine, and their stomach medicine here is not as good as my own."

"..." Tsing Yi remained unmoved, still looking at him, as if the drunkard refused to go to the doctor, he would not stop.

"Jun Mo Yan is probably waiting in a hurry. Let's go." The drunkard who tried to get Jun Mo Yan out of the siege pulled Tsing Yi again, thinking it would work, but he didn't expect Tsing Yi to say something.

"The third master can drive back by himself."

"It seems that he is not as important to me." The drunkard laughed again, uncontrollably happy.

"Three little ones care, you are different."

"Where is it different, didn't I have you."

"..." Tsing Yi's heart beat, and soon calmed down.

Focused on the body of the alcoholic.

"I think you haven't been very energetic recently, and have lost a lot of weight. Take this opportunity to have a full-body checkup."

"Don't don't." The drunkard immediately grabbed him: "I can't stand the toss, next time, I'll do it next time, I'm really tired, let's go back, I want to eat your noodles."

Seeing the drunkard's begging eyes, Tsing Yi was a little softhearted, really worried about his body, but today he performed an operation on Shangguan Yu and he was indeed tired.

"How can you be so disobedient if you are such an adult?" Tsing Yi said, helping the drunkard to walk out.

But obviously he was a little unhappy because he was worried about alcoholics.

The drunkard just smiled and said nothing, but he was secretly relieved.

On the way back, Tsing Yi seemed a little anxious, and the car drove a little faster. Jun Moyan in the back seat said: "Drive slowly, Xiao Ai is asleep."

Tsing Yi pursed his lower lip slightly, and stopped talking, but when he thought of the alcoholic sitting next to him, he still spoke: "San Shao, the alcoholic is a little uncomfortable."

When saying this, Tsing Yi did not reduce the speed.

"What's wrong?" Jun Moyan looked at the alcoholic in the passenger seat after hearing it.

"Stomachache." Tsing Yi said.

After hearing this, Jun Moyan didn't say anything, just tilted his body slightly, and put his arm in his arms to Wen Xiaoai who was sleeping on his shoulder.

Seeing Jun Moyan's move, Tsing Yi was grateful, the speed did not decrease, and of course he did not speed up.

The co-pilot was holding his stomach, and the drunkard, who was so painful that he was shrinking, laughed all the time when he heard Tsing Yi's first sentence.

I used to think that the most important thing in Tsing Yi's heart was Jun Moyan, but when he learned that Tsing Yi had love for him, he felt that he and Jun Moyan should be as important in his heart, but now... let him satisfy his heart, He felt that he was more important than Jun Moyan.