On the way to Zhuang Fei's room, the old housekeeper who was following behind him had his eyes secretly looking at Zi Yue beside Zhuang Lin from time to time, and was full of curiosity about the identity of this young girl.

What is Zhuang Lin’s identity today? He is a rising star that even the older generation must pay attention to. However, when treating this girl of unknown origin, he showed extraordinary politeness.

Zhuang Fei's house, on the left side of Zhuang Mansion, is also a traditional brick and tile house in ancient China. The only difference is that on the original basis, the original window paper was replaced with glass, and an air-conditioning outer box was hung on the outer wall.

As soon as he entered the yard, Zhuang Lin saw a man sitting there with his head down at the door of the house sighing.

The man heard the movement from the entrance of the yard and hurriedly raised his head and looked here. When he saw Zhuang Lin walking in from outside the yard, the expression on his face appeared briefly frozen. Obviously, he did not expect that Zhuang Lin would come here at this time.

After a brief moment of surprise, a joy suddenly appeared on his face, and he stood up suddenly and came to greet him.

"Second Uncle." Seeing the man walking towards him, Zhuang Lin nodded and shouted.

This man is naturally Zhuang Fei's father, his second uncle Zhuang Xuanming.

"Young man, it's really great that you can come, second uncle, I..." Zhuang Xuanming walked up and grabbed Zhuang Lin's hand. Perhaps because of his excitement, his whole body trembled a little, and his voice was trembling when he spoke.

As the saying goes, this adult always kisses his youngest son, his lifeline. Although Zhuang Fei's personality is a bit cowardly, he has been very fond of writing, writing, poetry and writing since he was a child, and he is quite talented. For this young son, Zhuang Xuanming and his wife, they almost put it in their mouths and hold it in their palms.

The son suddenly became ill, which made Zhuang Xuanming and his wife panic. They were originally thinking about sending their son to the hospital, but seeing his crazy look, he felt unsure. After thinking about it, he planned to find a familiar doctor outside to see if he was sick or something.

Now, seeing Zhuang Lin and Zhuang Tian come together, Zhuang Xuanming determined that Zhuang Tian happened to meet Zhuang Lin and invited him over.

When Zhuang Lin was treating his old man, he was on the scene. The mysterious way to silence his life was that even the Needle King Gu Tong was stunned on the spot. The old man, who had been sentenced to death, was pulled back from the gate of hell by him. Now, the old man was eating and sleeping soundly, probably would have to extend his life for ten years.

In his heart, Zhuang Lin alone is worth all the doctors in Yanjing. Zhuang Lin, a little miracle doctor, came over, and his hangover heart was considered to have been considered as the result of his death.

"Uncle Second, what do you mean? Let's talk about it later. Let's go and see Zhuang Fei first." Zhuang Lin smiled and said.

"Okay, okay." Zhuang Xuanming nodded repeatedly. He was not an independent man. His son suddenly became ill, which made him panic. Now, seeing Zhuang Lin, he had already regarded Zhuang Lin as the life-saving straw.

The door of the room was hidden in vain. Zhuang Xuanming stepped forward first, pushed open the door, and walked in quickly.

"Old butler, Jianing, you can wait outside first, Miss Ziyue, let's go in together." Before entering the door, Zhuang Lin turned around and said to Shangguan Jianing and the others, and then nodded to Ziyue. The two of them followed Zhuang Xuanming and walked into the house.

The old butler stood under the eaves, watching Zhuang Lin and Ziyue walk into the room, then retracted their gaze and turned to Shangguan Jianing next to him.

"Miss Shangguan, what is the origin of this Ziyue girl? It seems that the young master is very polite to her." At this time, the old butler finally couldn't help but ask the curiosity in his heart.

Hearing the old housekeeper's question, Shangguan Jianing looked at the empty door again, then shook his head.

"Old butler, I don't know very well what this Ziyue girl is from. However, after these two days of contact, I can feel that her identity is very not simple." Shangguan Jianing replied, but in fact, she still concealed something from the old butler.

Women are the most meticulous. From the contact between the two days, she could see that Ziyue seemed a little unfamiliar with their society. She didn't know many common sense things that even children knew, as if she came from a deep mountain and old forest.

The most typical point is that she has no idea about money, and at the same time, she does not like ordinary women, like cosmetics, jewelry, and bags, which also explains the problem.

This woman who suddenly appeared beside Zhuang Lin was not from this world, or in other words, before that, she had been living in a place isolated from the outside world, just like the person in the paradise written by Tao Yuanming. In the paradise, she knew when the outside world was in the paradise.

Inside the room, the lights on the ceiling were still on. Obviously, when Zhuang Fei was sick, the sky outside was not bright yet.

On the edge of the bed in the bedroom, a middle-aged woman was choking with tears in her eyes and choking in a low voice. On the bed, Zhuang Fei, who was half naked, was lying flat, his eyes closed, but his head was like a rattle, swaying constantly, and he kept muttering something in his mouth.

"Zhuang Lin, hurry up, look at your cousin and see what's wrong with him." The woman choked on the edge of the bed stood up quickly when she saw Zhuang Lin walking in from outside. Because of her panic, she was a little incoherent.

"Zhuang Lin, don't go there first." Zhuang Lin was about to walk to the hospital bed, and Zi Yue, who was following him, grabbed him and said sternly.

Zhuang Lin suddenly stopped, turned his head back, and looked at Ziyue with a little inquiry.

"Miss Ziyue, have you discovered something?" This was the first time he saw Ziyue's face showing a solemn look. His intuition told him that Zhuang Fei's illness was probably abnormal and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"You cousin, I'm afraid you're sick." Zi Yue stared at Zhuang Fei on the bed with her eyes tightly, and said in a serious voice.

"Young man, is this girl..." Zhuang Xuanming was walking there anxiously. Seeing that Zhuang Lin was called by the woman who didn't know what identity he was, he couldn't help but ask.

"This is one of my friends. Zhuang Fei's illness is probably the only one who can cure it." Zhuang Linyi said to Zhuang Xuanming in a concise way.

Since Zhuang Fei is not sick, he must have been stained with something unclean. Looking at Zi Yue's solemn expression, that thing is probably not simple.
Chapter completed!