The divine doctor and son-in-law of the best goddess

Rong House.

Rong Lan half leaned in the arms of a young boy in a white robe with red lips and white teeth, eating the grapes he fed into his mouth.

Two other handsome young men knelt and sat beside her, rubbing her calves.

Standing on the ground was a frail young man dressed in a green shirt and dressed as a scholar, catching the grape seeds she spit out with both hands.

This is just a part of her many faces. In the small courtyard where she lives, there are more than ten faces hidden.

They are all beautiful men she has recruited from the city in recent years.

Although Rong Lan likes men, she never forces others.

The vast majority of these people are from poor families and voluntarily sold themselves to make up for their families.

There are also scholars who are like picking grape seeds. He has failed in several scientific examinations and is willing to be a bad face.

While Rong Lan was enjoying their service, she thought about Bo Junran who was doing a free clinic in her mind.

She likes Bo Junran's temperament and appearance, and it's the kind that she can't forget, and the more she thinks about it, the more she likes it.

Thinking about how to take him into the room, but no matter what she thought, she felt that this was impossible.

She couldn't help sighing, feeling that the grapes were not sweet anymore.

The Qingshan scholar has been in Rong's residence for several years, and he still knows Ronglan's temperament quite well.

Cautiously asked: "The scholar has something on his mind, you might as well say it out, maybe I can give you some advice."

Rong Lan glanced at him indifferently, without hiding it, and asked directly: "Tell me, how can I capture a man's heart and make him willingly become my man?"

"It's not easy. Everyone in the world says that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach." The scholar in blue said clearly.

"Grab his stomach? I don't know how to light a fire and cook, and I don't know where he lives, so how can I grab his stomach." She said in distress.

If one plan fails, try another plan.

The green-shirted scholar rolled his eyes, and continued: "Scholars will be in chaos if they care about it. Linyuan City is not big, and it is not small, but every scholar can always find someone with snacks."

"As long as you find someone, with the scholar's beautiful appearance, are you afraid that you may not be able to deal with a man?"

Rong Lan was in a good mood after a wave of rainbow farts.

Unexpectedly, a childish male voice came from behind, "Don't scholars like slaves?"

The young boy with a delicate face and red lips and white teeth is a newcomer she just brought back a few days ago.

The enthusiasm is not over yet, and I also like this child acting like a baby and inviting pets.

She pinched his face dotingly, "Why, it's too late for me to like you, come and serve me soon."

The little boy knew what she meant by serving, his delicate face was covered with a layer of blush, and he obediently drew the curtain.

The four people on the bed were all isolated from the sight of the scholar in blue.

After a while, the sound of heavy breathing came from inside.

The green-clothed scholar clenched his fists angrily, his eyes fixed on the rising and falling figures on the bed...

……

Rongfu, west across the courtyard.

At the same time, Rong Zhi personally fed his father the medicine, and covered him with the quilt.

"Father, if you don't have any orders, Zhi'er will go out first."

Rong Xiaochang took her hand and said emotionally: "Zhi'er, you have worked hard these days. Before becoming a father, you were also seriously injured. You were upset and said some unpleasant things. Don't take it to heart."

Holding her father's generous hand with both hands, she lived alone in Zhuangzi in the countryside when she was a child.

How many times have I dreamed back in the middle of the night, dreaming that these strong hands are holding her, that she can be like an ordinary child, and can sit on the broad shoulders of her father.

Now she is holding this hand, although it is late, but it is still warm and generous, exactly as it appeared in the dream.

She shook her head obediently, and said warmly: "Father, you are overthinking, Zhi'er will always be filial to you."

Rong Xiaochang's eyes were flushed, and he said emotionally: "Okay, okay, okay."

She said three good words in a row, and talked about some interesting things about her childhood.

Only then did he return to the subject, expressing his inner thoughts, "Zhi'er, you are not too young, and you should be old enough in the next year."

"It's a pity that my father is sick in bed, I'm afraid I won't be able to attend your Jiji ceremony."

His deep regret and sentimentality, like two big hands, kept tearing at Rong Zhi's heart.

Rong Zhi's distressed tears kept dripping down like pearls with a broken string, hitting the tightly clasped hands of father and daughter.

Sucking her nose hard, she choked up and said, "Father, don't worry, Zhi'er will definitely find a way to cure you."

"Zhi'er will ask Miracle Doctor Lu tomorrow, and no matter what, I will let you stand up again."

Rong Xiaochang also shed tears of emotion, but this was not what he was thinking.

"Zhi'er, Zhi'er, don't cry, listen to my father."

Rong Zhi took two deep breaths, trying to calm down the turbulent emotions, "Father, tell me."

"Zhi'er, you don't need to ask that bitch Lu Qing, as long as, as long as you can establish a good relationship with Dr. Bo, he can also be cured as a father."

"As a father, I see that Dr. Bo is young and promising, and his medical skills are also very good. If Zhi'er is interested in him, it would be a good story to get married together."

On the surface, he looked concerned about his daughter's lifelong affairs, but in fact he wanted to use Rong Zhi to tie Bo Junran and let him stay in Rong's residence for the rest of his life.

Today Rong Xiaochang understood that Bo Junran said at first that he couldn't be saved, it was all because he was afraid of offending Lu Qing that he came up with an excuse.

Then Lu Qing came and agreed to let him save people, so he didn't do it either.

Instead of looking at that bitch Lu Qing's face every time to survive, it's better to let Dr. Bo marry his daughter.

In this way, it is only natural for a son-in-law to treat his father-in-law.

Rong Zhi was still young, and when she first heard about the marriage of men and women, she was a little shy and shy.

But unable to stand up to her father's repeated persuasion, she lowered her head and whispered with flushed cheeks: "Everything depends on my father as a scholar."

Rong Xiaochang was overjoyed, he patted his daughter's head contentedly and said: "This is my good daughter, it's getting late depending on the weather, and Zhi'er has been tired all day, let's go back and rest earlier."

Leaving the Xikua courtyard, I felt the cool night breeze blowing over my cheeks, taking away some of the dryness and heat.

A little girl who is just in love will have expectations and fantasies about her future partner, and she is no exception.

Especially after Rong Xiaochang's series of sugar-coated shells, he felt like he had a kitten in his heart, with soft little paws, scratching his heart.

She looked around as if she was afraid of the servants passing by, and when she saw her appearance, she couldn't help but lifted her skirt and trot all the way back to her yard.

"boom"

Close the door and keep out all phantom prying eyes.

……

the other side.

Returning to the inn where he was staying in the dark, he happened to meet the drug boy who was waiting for him at the door.

It is more appropriate to say that he is a drug boy, than that he was sent by Shishi to monitor his every move.

"Doctor Bo, where did you go in the middle of the night? It's really easy for me to find you." He pretended to be affectionate and pretended to say.

Bo Junran was so disgusted with his face that he didn't even look at him, and said, "I'm going to find Dr. Lu." He walked past him non-stop.

Yaotong quickly chased after him, but because there were many people coming and going in the inn, he didn't continue to ask questions.

Follow him until you reach the room where he lives.

Only then did he ask, "What do you seek Miracle Doctor Lu for?"

The distrust and temptation in his eyes are annoying.

Bo Junran just wanted to send him away as soon as possible, to give himself some time to think about how to deal with it.

"Of course it is to establish a good relationship with Dr. Lu, to know ourselves and the enemy, so that we can win every battle." He said seriously.

The drug boy looked into his eyes seriously, saw that his face remained unchanged and looked at her without panic, so he believed his words for the time being.

Still not going to warn: "I hope what you said is true, there is not much time left for you, please act quickly."

"Okay, I get it. I'm tired after a long day of work. I need to pay attention. You can go out." As he spoke, he began to take off his clothes as if no one else was around.

Yaotong felt dissatisfied, but pushed the door out.

He stood outside the door and spat, "What, you really think of yourself as someone." After speaking, he went downstairs to drink.

If he and Shishi knew Bo Junran's true identity, they would have confessed to him as if he were a living god.

How can I have an ignorant eyes and ears, and talk to others all the way.

Bo Junran turned off the light, lay on the not-so-comfortable bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Obviously the body is very exhausted, declaring that the strike needs to rest, but the brain is abnormally clear.

The tug-of-war between the little whites and the little blacks in my mind also has a tendency to revive.

He punched the bed irritably, and there was a burst of pain, which made his chaotic thoughts stagnate for a short time.

At the same time, a bold idea sprouted in my heart!

Once the sprout arises, it is very difficult to suppress, it is like a gust of wind sweeping through, setting off a stormy sea in the heart.

He gritted his teeth, clenched his hands into fists, and said fiercely: "Sorry, you forced me to do this!"

I don't know how long it took until he perfected the thoughts in his heart one by one.

Until he couldn't control it anymore, he fell asleep physically and mentally exhausted, and the day that troubled him was finally over.

……

It has been more than half a month since the last time I visited Mrs. Rong, Mrs. Rong and the three of them.

Just five days ago, Feng Qi, who had almost recovered from her illness, also drove a car to the couple and set off for Qicheng.

Bo Junran also volunteered, willing to become a physician in Lu Qing's Medical Center, and while treating the people in the city together with her, he often asked her some in-depth medical problems.

Lu Qing never refused anyone who came, and while explaining his difficulties, he also invited his lover Qi Shuya to listen together.

Xiaojun's scholar background is superficial, and he didn't understand at first.

After more than half a month of hell-style education, I have been able to perfectly keep up with the thinking of the two, and I can draw inferences from one instance and apply what I have learned.

Even Bo Junran was envious, "Your Highness has a quick mind and has some unique insights into medical skills. He is worthy of being the master student of Dr. Lu. I think it won't be long before I will bow down."

Although Qi Shuya's compliments to him were heard, she didn't have the slightest bit of pride.

Still with a cool and self-restraining appearance, he said flatly: "Dr. Bo is overrated."

Then she took the second booklet written by Lu Qing to her, and sat aside to study quietly.

Demure, indifferent appearance, not at all like a 12-year-old child.

Lu Qing curled her lips and said, "It's really not cute at all."

He said that he was not cute, but his eyes were full of praise and showing off that couldn't be concealed.

The typical duplicity of women is vividly interpreted.