The favorite of the Nongmen group: the female supporting role is a full-level boss

On the way back, the two men rode horses at a leisurely pace.

The breeze blew on Su Wan's face, and the fatigue all over her body dissipated, making her feel a little more comfortable.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, enjoying this moment of tranquility.

Zhao Wei looked at her lazily swinging the riding crop, with a faint look of tiredness on her face. He couldn't help but think that when she was in the Marquis Mansion, she didn't need to run around for a living, she only had to attend banquets in various mansions and live a carefree life.

Despite the huge turning points and gaps in her life, she was not negative. Instead, she adapted to this kind of life and became more vivid and radiant.

"How is the progress of the wound medicine?" Zhao Wei broke the silence.

"I can deliver it to you in half a month." Su Wan yawned sleepily and looked at the nearby medical center, feeling a little more energetic.

"Do you know the news about Marquis Dingyuan being poisoned?" Zhao Wei pulled the reins and dismounted with Su Wan.

"I know. It can't be cured." Su Wan showed impatience and glanced at him: "Don't mention him in front of me from now on."

Zhao Wei laughed, took out the silver from his sleeve, and threw it to Su Wan: "Diagnosis fee."

Su Wan raised his hand to catch it, put it in his sleeve pocket, took out a bottle of wound medicine and threw it to Zhao Wei, and warned: "Let the military doctor change the dressing for the deputy general. Keep an eye on his condition within twelve hours. Be careful. If he has a fever and the wound becomes suppurative, tell me immediately.”

"Okay." Zhao Wei stood still.

"Wanwan, we are guests. Why don't you invite General Zhao in for a cup of tea?" Gu Huaizhi calmly came out of the medical clinic and stood next to Su Wan. He looked at her with warm eyes and suddenly raised his hand to Her wind-blown hair was gently brushed behind her ears: "Mom said you didn't have lunch, are you hungry?"

Su Wan was stunned. The white sunlight shone on his clear face, showing a different kind of tenderness. His cool fingertips touched her forehead, and her skin felt faintly hot.

She gritted her teeth secretly, this bitch started to get sick again!

You want to act, right?

"I'm hungry, do you want to cook noodles for me?" Su Wan raised her eyebrows and smiled, making things difficult for him: "I really want to eat the Yangchun noodles you made."

Gu Huaizhi was surprised, but he took the move: "Mr. Zhou just made chicken soup, I'll cook noodles for you." He turned his head and looked at Zhao Wei, his eyes full of helplessness, and said: "General Zhao, we'll see you another day. Treat you."

Zhao Wei: "..."

He looked sideways at Su Wan, just in time to see her roll her eyes upwards, with a smile in her eyes: "You are busy, I have something to do."

Zhao Wei rode away.

Su Wan snorted at Gu Huaizhi, not taking what he said seriously at all, and went to sleep in her room in the backyard.

Gu Huaizhi looked at her back, the smile on his lips disappeared, and he turned his eyes to the backyard.

Su Wan lay on the bed, tossing and turning for half an hour, unable to fall asleep. She simply got up and prepared to refine the medicine for the wound.

With a "squeak" sound, the door was opened.

She suddenly saw a person standing at the door, and her heart skipped a beat in fright. Just as she was about to glare at the culprit, a strange fragrance penetrated her nose, and then she saw a bowl of noodles in Gu Huaizhi's hand.

Su Wan looked at the porcelain white bowl filled with thin noodles, soaked in golden chicken soup, a handful of tender green vegetables, and a poached egg lying next to it, sprinkled with finely chopped green onions. It just looked good. It makes people move their index fingers.

She sniffed gently, the fragrance of oil and spring onions permeating her lungs, and pursed her lips.

Greedy.

Gu Huaizhi said in a clear voice: "Don't want to eat?"