The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Yeah, my subordinates are back," Pang Yi was full of joy. While opening the door, he drove in the carriage, opened the carriage door, and looked at Gu Changlin with a smile on his face. "Mr. Gu, I help you down Car. "

"Who wants you to help? Do I look like an old man who can't even walk?" Gu Changlin slaps Pang Yi's hand with a slap in the face, and then jumps directly from the carriage Going down, it really doesn't look like the old man who is sparse, and it's not like the old man who drank more than a pound of knife.

Pang Yi couldn't help but thumbs up with Gu Changlin: "Mr. Gu, your bones are so tough!"

"Compared to others who praised my body for being tough, I actually like to hear people praise me for being massive," Gu Changlin politely gave Pang Yi a glance, while looking around the humble courtyard, and asked Pang Yi by pinching his waist, " Your master lives in such a broken place? Where are the people? Where?

"Mr. Gu, please on your side," Pang Yi was so busy that he took Gu Changlin's medicine box from the carriage and diligently led Gu Changlin. "Mr. Gu, please come with me."

Gu Changlin followed Pang Yi into the room, and as soon as he entered the room, Gu Changlin couldn't help but frown, and after crossing the outer hall into the bedroom, after seeing Zhong Mingwei sitting on the kang, Gu Changlin's brows were all screwed together.

"Mr. Gu, this is the owner of the house," Pang Yi put the medicine box on the table and introduced it to Gu Changlin, then he was too busy to introduce Zhong Mingwei, "Yeah, this is Yan Chang ’s most prestigious Gu Changlin and Gu Lao. Mr."

Zhong Mingwei was too busy to meet with Gu Changlin: "Gu Lao ..."

"Remove the old word for me." Gu Changlin cut off Zhong Mingwei's words suddenly, and then in Zhong Mingwei's stunned eyes, the boss sat on the kang in a polite way. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhong Mingwei's face. From the forehead to the chin, and from the chin to the forehead, for a long time without a word, the expression became more and more dignified.

Zhong Mingwei couldn't figure out Gu Changlin's temper, and didn't know what he was doing. Now he looked at Pang Yi behind Gu Changlin. Pang Yi was so busy waving his hand at Zhong Mingwei that he wouldn't be too surprised.

"You are ... some are not right," Gu Changlin spoke slowly for a while. This time the tone was completely different from the wanton free and easy, just dignified. He stared at Zhong Mingwei's face for a while, staring at Zhong Mingwei. There was hair in my heart, and Gu Changlin reopened, "Give me your hand."

"Yes." Zhong Mingwei hurriedly handed it over, while pulling up his sleeves, revealing a slightly pale wrist.

Gu Changlin put his finger on Zhong Mingwei's pulse and screamed it carefully. For a long time, he didn't send his eyes for a long time. He squinted and stared at Zhong Mingwei's face, while he was groaning, so he made a tea. He only withdrew his hand.

"Mr. Gu, is there anything wrong with my pulse?" Zhong Mingwei felt very upset. He asked Mr. Gu to come over and showed him a leg injury, but when he came in, he didn't look at his leg, but stared at himself. He looked at the face for a long time, and then pulsed for so long, he was naturally uneasy.

"Frankly speaking, your veins are a bit strange," Gu Changlin said, shaking his head slightly. "What a strange thing, I can't say it for the time being, but I should have seen this vein before, and wait for me to think about it . "

"Yes, thank you very much," Zhong Mingwei thanked busyly, and stretched out his leg while following Gu Changlin. "Mr. Gu, come and see my leg again, this knee is always ..."

Gu Changlin waved at him, beckoning him to say no more, Zhong Mingwei muttered when he was too busy, and then watched Gu Changlin put his hand on his knee and gently touched it a few times while taking it out of the medicine box The silver needle was pierced in, and then the silver needle was taken out and sent to the tip of the nose to sniff.

"Your leg is old and hurt, it must be at least a year," Gu Changlin took the veil while wiping the silver needle, and said to Zhong Mingwei, "Always in a hurry to recover?"

"Yes, yes," Zhong Mingwei nodded impatiently. "Since the beginning of last year, he was seriously injured, and then he has never stood up and has been bedridden, so he is very anxious. He can stand by the wall before and after Chongyang, and later I can walk a few steps slowly, but it ’s only a matter of getting someone to intervene, but I got a new injury a few days ago, and my knees have been so swollen, and I have n’t gone away. "