Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 67 Ah Ting, Thank You!

"Ayu..."

Fu Yuejun let out a long mournful murmur from his throat, Jin Tingxiao looked down at her, looked at the sad girl who was already crying in his arms, the heart that was missing a corner suddenly howled the cold wind.

His heart ached sharply.

What kind of woman is Fu Yuejun?
Proud, reckless and frivolous like the wind, like a radiant and peerless pearl, so dazzling that people can't take their eyes off, she can stand upright like a man, no matter how much death, no matter how much blood flows into rivers, she will not frown even once.

But it was such a woman who was full of pride and magnificence, who was not afraid of the world and death, but because of Qin Zhiyu, she shed tears.

She always said that men do not shed tears lightly, and women should do the same.

But at this moment Jin Tingxiao looked at her tears, and his heart began to throb a little bit. At the beginning, it was like a needle prick, and gradually spread, from the heart to all the limbs.

In the end, only a distressed sigh escaped from between his lips and teeth.

He was helpless.

Jin Tingxiao carried her into the car, and she leaned limply in his arms, covered the painful part of her heart with her hands, closed her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Go to Meng's house."

"it is good."

He nodded and told the driver to drive in the direction of Meng's drugstore.

She was so close to him, felt the warm breath sprayed from his breath, her head was a little dizzy, her consciousness was a little unclear, and she murmured in a nasal voice: "Ah Ting, thank you... ..."

Such an intimate address made Jin Tingxiao's body stiff.

The sky light came in from the window, he hugged the softness in his arms, and looked at her with fixed eyebrows, the tear mole under the corner of her eyes was like cinnabar dotted with a brush, bright red and eye-catching.

It gradually became the cinnabar in his heart.

After arriving at Meng's house, the door of Meng's house was closed tightly, probably because he was afraid of catching the plague. After Fu Yuejun knocked on the door, he announced his name outside, and the door opened soon.

It was Meng Sang who opened the door.

As soon as Meng Sang looked up, he saw Jin Tingxiao supporting Fu Yuejun. The smile on his face became a little stiff, but he was a well-educated person, and he quickly adjusted to his usual elegant and dignified posture.

"Come in quickly, both of you."

After letting the two of them in, they quickly closed the door again.

When Master Meng heard that Fu Yuejun and Jin Tingxiao had arrived, he quickly came down to greet him. Fu Yuejun asked softly with a pale face, "Master Meng, I wonder if you have any medicine to cure the plague?"

"This..." Master Meng's complexion changed, and he asked tentatively, "Miss Nine is saying that this plague is plague?"

Jin Tingxiao's eyes were cold, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were covered with a layer of frost on that perfect face, and his voice was cold: "Master Meng must know better than us whether it is the plague or not."

Fu Yuejun squinted her eyes at Master Meng, and as expected, she found that his face had turned three points pale, she looked at Meng Sang again, and said slowly: "Miss Meng, you have studied medicine, so you know the conditions of various plagues. , let me ask you, this seems to be a plague but it is not a plague, what exactly is it?"

Meng Sang also turned pale. No one knew that her Meng family had studied medicine for generations, because her ancestors had served as imperial physicians in the palace, and were demoted because they did not want to participate in the harem battle.

Later, he kept a low profile. In the previous dynasty, he was valued by the court and appointed as an imperial merchant to supervise the manufacture of weapons.

But the children of the Meng family will study medical skills in private, others don't know about these things, but Fu Yuejun knows it clearly for two generations.

(End of this chapter)