Chapter 1222

"I was wrong." Zhao Changyuan lowered his head and Jun's face was filled with guilt and remorse. Facing Su you, Zhao Changyuan is more timid than Gong Yueyue.

"What's the use of your mistake? Xiao Han's injury is so serious. Can you cure it?" Su you suddenly waved his hand and shouted at Zhao Changyuan impatiently.

"There is a lack of medicinal materials here, so it is difficult to cure." Speaking of the treatment, Zhao Changyuan frowned and looked ugly.

Su You swept several herbs that were obviously newly dug in Zhao Changyuan's hand, snorted with disdain again, and said with great dissatisfaction:

"Are you going to use these things to heal my daughter?"

Zhao Changyuan looked down at the herbs in his hand, and his face looked pale, but at the same time, his eyes also raised hope. He quickly stepped forward to Su you and said in a deep voice:

"Now that you come, master, we can go to the city to find better herbs to cure younger martial sister."

"Into the city?" Su You snorted coldly again, staring at Zhao Changyuan with gloomy eyes and gritting his teeth:

"It seems that you don't know how famous you are now. Almost all towns, large and small, are covered with your portraits. Don't you throw yourself into the net when you go to the city?"

"The emperor is still searching for me?" Zhao Changyuan frowned and seemed to be pressed by a huge stone in his heart.

"You are a legendary miracle doctor. How could the emperor be willing to let you go." Su You sneered, but it seemed that the object of the ridicule was not Zhao Changyuan.

"I don't know how to go to the capital." Zhao Changyuan lowered his head and frowned. He was more worried about the fate of mingqishan. He had not received the news of going to the capital for too long.

"You'd better worry about yourself." Seeing Zhao Changyuan's appearance, Su you, the teacher who had taught him for more than ten years, knew what he was thinking. He suddenly snorted angrily, pointed to Gong Yueyue on the bed and said:

"I'll give you three days. If Xiaohan can't get out of bed in three days and can't return to my clever and lively baby daughter, I'll directly break your leg and let you lie in bed forever!"

"Shifu, you......" Zhao Changyuan yanked hard at the corner of his mouth, trying to say that Su you was too cruel to himself, but he swallowed his words back to his stomach when he saw Su you

"Don't worry, master. I will try my best."

Su You's face looked a little better, but he waved out Zhao Changyuan and Zhang Linfeng.

"Master, do you want to heal the younger martial sister?" Zhao Changyuan was not dissatisfied at all, but looked happy.

"Xiaohan's internal injury is so serious. When will it be cured? I can give up her suffering!" Su You's waist was stiff, his eyes widened, and his words were full of dislike and dissatisfaction with Zhao Changyuan.

Zhao changyuanjun had a silly smile on his face. He hurriedly left the house with Zhang Linfeng and closed the door respectfully and carefully.

"Brother Shen, is that uncle Su's father? It looks fierce." Zhang Linfeng and Zhao Changyuan sat under the steps outside the door, leaning on their heads, black eyes and some curiosity asked Zhao Changyuan.

"It's more than looking fierce." Zhao Changyuan muttered, touched Zhang Linfeng's head and said with a soothing smile:

"Don't worry, uncle Su is a good man. He's only in a bad mood because he saw your sister Su hurt."

"Can he save sister Su?" Zhang Linfeng blinked and asked. After all, after Zhao Changyuan's treatment for so many days, Gong Yueyue seems to have only improved a little.

"For internal injury, he is worse than me." Zhao Changyuan pursed his lips and took a long breath. It seemed that he was really relaxed because of Su You's arrival.

Zhang Linfeng nodded and stopped talking, but waited with expectant eyes for the door to open.

After waiting for nearly an hour, Zhang Linfeng sat in the night wind. The whole person was shivering with cold. Finally, the voice of letting in came from the room behind him.

"Go." Zhao Changyuan's face was also a little blue and white with cold, but he got up with a grunt, took Zhang Linfeng's little hand and rushed into the house.

When I entered the door, I saw Su you sitting beside him sweating. The mature Jun, who had more charm after years of baptism, was a little tired. When I saw Zhao Changyuan rush in, I waved my hand and said:

"Xiaohan's internal injury is basically familiar. Go and diagnose it again."

"Thank you, master." Zhao Changyuan quickly thanked him, walked a few steps to Gong Yueyue, sat down and felt Gong Yueyue's pulse seriously.

Zhang Linfeng squatted aside, staring at Zhao Changyuan and Gong Yueyue with black and bright eyes, hoping to wait for a good result.

Su you coughed softly, thinking that the kid was not so bad tempered and dared to yell at himself. If he had put it on Zhao Changyuan, he would have been beaten up.

"Then you follow them both to avenge you?" Su You suppresses his hot temper at the bottom of his heart and continues to ask Zhang Linfeng.

"Sister Su said she would always take me." Zhang Linfeng tooted his mouth and was unwilling to answer Su You's questions. His small face turned to Gong Yueyue.

Su You snorted and turned to see Gong Yueyue, but he sighed slightly at the bottom of his heart.

When he came, he conveniently investigated the details of Zhang Linfeng, and found that it was not as simple as Zhang's son, but no further investigation could get other information.

"My eyes are really bad. It's so troublesome to take a kid." Su you is speechless to her baby daughter.

But since Gong Yueyue promised to take the kid all the time, he can't really do anything to the kid.

When Su you was thinking about the mess at the bottom of his heart, Zhao Changyuan also ended his diagnosis of Gong Yueyue and took back his palm. Jun's face showed the light of excitement and self-confidence for the first time.

"I'm confident that I can get junior sister out of bed in three days!" Zhao Changyuan, with his black eyes burning, turned his head and made a deep voice to Zhang Linfeng and Su you.

"You'd better do what you say." Su you still threatened.

"But you need to work hard again, master." Zhao Changyuan grinned and said flatteringly in a consultative tone.

"Write down the prescription." Su you didn't eat Zhao Changyuan's flattering set at all. He looked a little unhappy and whispered.

"I'll go right away." Filled with joy, Zhao Changyuan quickly ran to one side, turned out the paper and pen, fell on the desk and began to write with a pen.

"Master, this is a prescription. All the medicinal materials circled inside must be bought." Zhao Changyuan offered the prescription with both hands and didn't forget to tell him.

"I see." Su you pulled the prescription, swept his eyes, put his backhand into his sleeve, got up and strode out.

"Master, the night is getting dark and the mountain road is difficult to travel. You can't go tomorrow..." Zhao Changyuan chased up and tried to persuade Su you to have a night's rest, but Su you directly stared and shut up.

The wooden door opened and the cold wind poured in again. Su You's tall and straight figure stepped directly into the night. After a few times, he had gone away and disappeared into the night.

Looking at Su you who had to go out to buy medicine in the middle of the night, Zhao changyuanjun couldn't help feeling remorse and discomfort on his face. He sighed heavily and closed the door of the wooden house.