All night, Lord Nangong tossed and turned, and kept sleeping all night.

He sat up early.

After being injured, Su Luo was the one who served him to wash his daily life, so she would come in soon. Lord Nangong thought confidently.

But in the end, what he was waiting for was Wang Xiaohu, the little broken child, carrying a small wooden basin, running in happily and twitching at Lord Nangong: "Beautiful brother, wash your face."

Nangong Second Young Master's unparalleled beauty turned black in an instant...

It's dark.

Xiaohu was sitting at the entrance of the village with a small stool. Finally, Su Luo, who was back with a medicine basket in the twilight, suddenly ran up excitedly with his short legs: "Beautiful sister, Beautiful sister~~"

Su Luo held Xiaohu, Xiaohu held the small stool in his other hand, and the two of them returned home in the darkness of the twilight.

Xiaohu complained to Su Luo as he walked: "Beautiful sister, will the beautiful brother starve to death?"

"Ah?" Su Luo was puzzled. What happened to the Second Young Master Nangong?

"I secretly went to see it three times, but I didn't move for breakfast, lunch, and dinner didn't seem to move either. In the past, Xiaohu's grandfather just stopped eating three times in a row, and then starved to death... Woo, will the beautiful brother starve to death?" Xiaohu thought about it and felt so terrible.

Su Luo has a black line.

Xiaohu's grandfather was seriously ill and of course he couldn't eat it when he was dying. Nangong Liuyun's injury was not yet at that level.

Su Luo coaxed the little guy a few words, and the little guy happily ran to play with his friends.

After Su Luo entered the yard, he packed up slowly and went to the mountain to collect medicinal materials, sorted them out and baked them.

In fact, the moment Su Luo stepped into the yard, Nangong Liuyun sensed her breath.

Nangong Er Shao coughed lightly.

When Su Luo saw him coughing, he would definitely go in and care for him with great concern.

But now, cough cough, cough cough, cough cough cough...

Nangong Ershao found that he had coughed several times. The woman outside was still baking medicinal herbs and ignored him!

Wait and wait.

When Nangong Ershao's back was stiff, the door creaked open.

Nangong Liuyun glared at the door in anger.

Su Luo!

This girl finally gave up on coming in!

Nangong Er Shao snorted coldly, and his cold gaze was just staring at her so heavily.

Su Luo still had yesterday's mahogany tray in his hand, and the ones on it were still yesterday's medicinal materials and gauze ointment.

When she came in, she felt Nangong Liuyun glance at her with a cold look. Su Luo sneered in her heart, and her face was still as cold as yesterday. She walked indifferently to Nangong Liuyun.

Nangong Liuyun also had a cold face, just like a proud young master, so he didn't look over.

Su Luo put the tray on the side and asked coldly: "Do you take it off or I take it off?"

Nangong Liuyun's dark eyes stared at Su Luo in a steady manner.

Su Luo's eyes were cold and without any emotion, and he continued to repeat: "Do you take it off or I take it off?"

There was a little aggrievance in Nangong Ershao's eyes. He looked at Su Luo silently and wanted to ask, "Did you give up on me?" But when the words came to his mouth, Nangong Ershao became arrogant, but what came out was: "Don't you want to cure me anymore?"
Chapter completed!