"Fang Zilan!" A Wan tugged on Fang Zilan's sleeves angrily. She held A Wan's hand soothingly and looked at Wen Ya with a smile. Her voice was a bit colder, "Master Wen is indeed very capable. , I just made a trip to the northern border, and you are already the Imperial Medical Officer, in charge of the entire Imperial Hospital."
At the end, she raised her eyes slightly and said softly: "Congratulations to Mr. Wen."
"Both each other, why does Miss Fang bother me?" Wen Ya smiled innocently, "This trip took me a lot of effort, Miss Fang must think of me."
"You are a popular person in front of His Majesty. It's just a matter of words to persuade His Majesty to ask for my pulse. How dare you let me read it?" Fang Zilan smiled but said, "If you really want someone to read me, you might as well go in front of the Young Master. If you tell me, I think he will remember it."
Wen Ya hurriedly waved his hand, "That's all. How does the young master treat you? Others don't know but you still don't know? I don't think my life is too long."
As he spoke, he stepped forward and extended his hand. Fang Zilan cooperated by lifting his sleeves, raising his arms and exposing his wrists.
Wen Ya caught her pulse and his expression gradually became serious.
After a while, Wen Ya withdrew his hand, and Fang Zilan also lowered his arm and asked nonchalantly.
"Not good." Wen Ya shook his head solemnly, and Fang Zilan said expressionlessly: "You are Awan's master after all. Tell me something I don't know."
Wen Ya let out a long sigh, "You have been suffering from injuries in recent years, coupled with the raging poison in your body, the two parties have stretched your body too much, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover."
Fang Zilan hummed lightly, "What else?"
"If things continue like this, life will soon be over." Wen Ya slowly lowered his head, but Fang Zilan raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "Wen Ya, you have changed."
Hearing this, Wen Ya suddenly raised his head, only to see Fang Zilan smiling casually and leisurely, "No matter how messed up I was in the past, even if my life was hanging by a thread, you would never say that my life would be over soon. It seems that it's not you who has changed. If you are weak, Awan will become strong enough to replace you."
Wen Ya was shocked and his expression changed. He looked at A Wan and said solemnly: "What did you say to her?"
It was rare for Awan to see her master's gloomy expression, and she hurriedly waved her hand and said: "It's nothing. I just said that as long as I am here, I will make sure that she can live for one more day. The world is so big, I can definitely find someone who can let her live." Method."
Every time she said something, Wen Ya's face turned paler.
Fang Zilan was right, Awan had become stronger, and he had indeed become weaker.
In the past, he relied on his superb medical skills and played with the world, never taking any difficult and complicated diseases to heart. This is how he taught Awan such a happy-go-lucky and almost conceited temperament.
At that time, he even dared to try the desperate method of planting poison, but now the poison is increasingly out of his control, and the fear of being powerless makes him worry about gains and losses, for fear that one day Fang Zilan will die from the poison, and he is The instigator who cannot escape the blame is even more afraid that Ji Ningtian will be implicated. In that case, he will be the eternal sinner who is unworthy of the Ji family's ancestor.
"Wen Ya, it's true that you brought up the idea of planting voodoo in the first place, but I was the one who was willing to do it, so why should you be uneasy?" Fang Zilan sat at the table, poured a cup of tea, and handed the tea cup to Wen Ya.
Wen Ya hesitated and did not take it, "What you said is somewhat similar to what the young master said."
Fang Zilan raised his eyebrows, Wen Ya looked gloomy and seemed to be worried more than anything. He lowered his eyes and said softly: "The medicine puppet I originally made for you to test the medicine for you is dead."
Fang Zilan looked shocked and blurted out: "When?"
"Three months ago." Wen Ya answered neatly, his tone as light as a goose feather, but it made Fang Zilan breathless.
"How did you die?" Fang Zilan held the tea cup tightly, and the clear tea surface in the cup swayed slightly.
Wen Ya turned his head away from her and whispered: "He lost both his energy and blood, and was tortured to death by poison. Miss Fang..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Awan, "Yaoou will die, but Fang Zilan will not."
Awan's expression was indescribably unswerving, "The medicine doll is inherently weak and cannot be compared with ordinary people. What's more, once the medicine doll is made, it will be a chaotic walking corpse with no will at all. Fang Zilan has been growing up since she was a child. His physical condition is very good, and his willpower is beyond ordinary people, so he will not die easily."
Wen Ya stared at Awan blankly, as if he saw the shadow of himself when he was young, but a little less arrogant and a little more calm.
After a while, Wen Ya bowed to Fang Zilan and said, "Miss Fang is right, Awan is enough to replace me now. From now on, I will entrust Awan to Miss Fang. I hope Miss Fang will treat her well."
Fang Zilan nodded in agreement, "It's easy to say, Awan is by my side, you can rest assured, I will protect her no matter what."
After getting her promise, Wen Ya stood up and looked at A Wan, saying solemnly: "A Wan, from now on you must be careful to take care of Miss Fang and never do anything wantonly. The master will not allow her to make any mistakes."
"A Wan knows." A Wan nodded, and then said as if he was remembering something: "Master, that pulse case..."
"You don't need to worry about the pulse case. I have my own sense of discretion and will not make your majesty suspicious." Wen Ya said it perfectly, but he still had a worried look on his face.
Fang Zilan couldn't help laughing, "Wen Ya, I'm sitting here properly now, but you have this expression on your face, are you afraid that the master will punish you?"
Wen Ya didn't speak, but looked at Fang Zilan steadily, making her feel a little uncomfortable, "Wen Ya, why do you look at me like this?"
"Miss Fang, although you are indeed different from ordinary people, you are still a human being after all. You should not force anything too hard." Wen Ya's almost solemn expression and tone made the smile on Fang Zilan's face become more forced, "Wen Ya, such a serious person If so, it’s not suitable for you.”
"Really?" Wen Ya looked relieved, with a smile on his face, "Young master said, it's up to you to do whatever you want. As long as he is here, he will definitely protect you."
"Young master said, didn't you have an order?" Fang Zilan's smile faded, "Even if he said these words, he didn't ask you to tell me these words."
Wen Ya secretly sighed at her keenness, with the usual smile on his face, "Young master won't tell you, but you should know that he has done a lot for you."
"Wen Ya, are you telling me this to repay my kindness?" There was a hint of sarcasm in Fang Zilan's tone. Wen Ya shook his head, "I'm telling you, I hope you can take care of yourself and make the right decision." .”
"Correct?" The sarcasm in Fang Zilan's words faded a little, but there was a hint of coolness, "It's almost time. Awan, see the guests off."
Awan looked at Wen Ya and saw him bowing and turning around and walking out. She and Fang Zilan followed him to the door.
Wen Ya said politely to the internal official, "Wait a minute," then he paused and turned around and said, "Master Fang, please take this very seriously."
