"Ho ho ho~~~~~"

Seeing that Luo Tian and others were left in the yard, Zhao Weiru, who was in a crazy state, rushed over and inserted his hands directly into Luo Tian's face, and his mouth was wide open.

"Bang!"

Luo Tian "cut" Zhao Weiru's neck artery with his right hand, then stretched out his left hand to hug Zhao Weiru who fainted: his eyes were dull like a dead fish eye, and a string of saliva flowed out of the corners of his mouth. Zhao Weiru was definitely intoxicated!

At this time, instead of letting her continue to go crazy, it would be better to knock her out.

"this……"

As soon as he hugged Zhao Weiru, Luo Tian knew it was broken.

Zhao Weiru, who was possessed by evil, was wearing a loose pajama. She had been in a mess when she ran just now, with half of her snow-white and towering tall on her chest, and it was even obvious that she was wearing nothing inside.

"I'll do it."

Feng Leyao soon discovered Luo Tian’s embarrassment and immediately took Zhao Weiru from her.

"Take her back to the room to rest first."

Luo Tian breathed a sigh of relief. It was not a solution to hold Zhao Weiru like this.

"OK."

Feng Leyao nodded and walked into the room with Zhao Weiru in his arms.

"My good granddaughter!"

Yang Ying suddenly sat on the ground, and a heart-wrenching cry rushed out of her mouth and burst into tears.

"mom……"

Zhao Wei looked at his mother sitting on the ground, and wanted to persuade him but didn't know what to say. He felt sad when he saw his daughter become like this. So what if he is a big official? So what if he is rich and powerful? There is no way for his daughter to be different when he is sick?

He lost his wife in middle age and his daughter was already Zhao Wei's heart. Now he couldn't stand it anymore. His face was as pale as paper, and he even had the idea of ​​being completely disappointed.

"Bang!"

Master Jiu slapped Zhao Wei on the back of the head and said, "What are you doing? When you lift your spirits, you are not dead yet."

Zhao Wei suddenly woke up. Yes, he was the backbone of the family. If he didn't hold on, the day would collapse.

Luo Tian walked to Yang Ying who was sitting on the ground crying and squatted down, whispering: "Grandma, this disease can be cured."

"Can you cure it?"

Yang Ying's thin hands suddenly grabbed Luo Tian's wrist at a speed that was not consistent with her age.

"Ha, grandma, don't worry, it can be cured."

A strong force came from the grasped wrist. Luo Tian knew that Yang Ying was too excited, just like a drowning person caught a straw and would use all his strength.

"Luo Tian, ​​can you really cure it?"

Master Jiu looked over and said, if he talked about killing people, he believed that Luo Tian was a master among the masters, but he was cured?

"You can cure diseases? I remember you didn't learn this when you were in college."

Feng Leyao sent Zhao Weiru back to the room and just walked out, and when she heard Luo Tian's words, her eyes widened in surprise.

"You'll know if you try it."

Looking at Luo Tian, ​​Zhao Wei, who was woken up by the slap of the Ninth Master, hesitated.

From the words of Jiuye and Feng Leyao, he could hear that Luo Tian did not know how to treat his daughter. Will there be any problems with his daughter?

"Hmph! I'm in charge of this matter. Young man, come in with the old woman."

Yang Ying didn't care about anything else at this time? He pulled Luo Tian and walked into the house.

Zhao Fei shook his head and walked in, thinking that he was thinking too much. His daughter was sick for a day or two, and the hospitals he had been to were not one or two, so it was not cured. Since Luo Tian said he would treat him, what's wrong with asking him to try it?

All Taoist monks and monks have invited me, but I still care about this?

"Tie Niu, will Luo Tian treat his illness?"

Feng Leyao asked Luo Tieniu quietly while walking.

Shaking his head, Luo Tieniu said, "This... I didn't know when I was in the village. I don't know if I have learned it over the years."

"So many years? Could it be..."

For some reason, Feng Leyao suddenly remembered the pack of cigarettes and became more confused. She found that Luo Tian was like a veil covering her body. She couldn't see clearly no matter how hard she looked, and became more and more mysterious.

Zhao Weiru's room is on the east side of the second floor, with a room with a small hall. When you walk in, you can see a pink cloth sofa next to the window. In front of the sofa is a small table with some books scattered on it. In the corner against the wall is a bookshelves filled with books. As for the wall, there are some photos of popular idol stars and some muttons hanging... a very typical girl's room.

"Zhao Fei is busy with work, Ru'er grew up with me, this is her room..."

Yang Ying's tone was low. How could she not be sad when her only granddaughter turned into this?

"Let's go in and see Ru'er before talking about it."

Zhao Wei had completely calmed down at this time and took Luo Tian to the room inside.

When I entered Zhao Weiru's room, I immediately found that I walked into a pink world: the bed was pink, the quilt was pink, the curtains were pink...even the furniture was pink.

And on the pink bed, Luo Tian saw Zhao Weiru, an exquisite beauty:

A head of black hair spread on the bed sheet, the melon-shaped face was covered with eyebrows like willow leaves, the eyes were tightly closed, the eyelashes were long and trembling gently, the slender nose was like a hanging gallbladder, the lips were as pink as cherries and slightly pouted, making people want to bite it on it.

The body is covered with a thin pink quilt, and it has a high and low figure, making people unable to help but imagine how delicate and graceful the body under the quilt is.

It was obvious that Feng Leyao had already sorted out her for her when she sent Zhao Weiru in just now. She was not the crazy-like appearance that Luo Tian saw before.

"Luo Tian, ​​look..."

Zhao Wei held his hands tightly together, his heartbeat accelerated and became nervous. The iron-sharp heart that he had been practicing for many years in the officialdom was of no use at all.

"I'll take a look."

Luo Tian nodded gently and looked carefully. It didn't matter if he saw it, and everyone was stunned.

Luo Tian doesn’t use any instrument, so he can only be a Chinese medicine doctor. Traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis is expected to be the four methods of listening, asking and engaging. But at this time, he raised his head and looked at the smallpox carefully, and did not look at Zhao Weiru at once. How can he treat the disease like this?

Not only that, after Luo Tian looked at the ceiling for a while, he frowned tightly and walked around the bed around the bed. Finally, he seemed to be tired of walking, so he walked out and walked all the way to the yard.

Everyone followed Luo Tian out of the yard, but they didn't know what he was doing.

Feng Leyao finally couldn't help it and whispered:

"What the hell is he doing?"

Of course, the ones who knew Luo Tian the most were Jiu Ye and Luo Tieniu, so as soon as Feng Leyao said this, Zhao Wei and Yang Ying's eyes immediately focused on them.

Master Jiu was a little confused and said, "I... don't know very well, but I think since Luo Tian did this, he should have his reason."

Luo Tieniu was much more direct, and immediately shook his head and said, "I don't know!"

Luo Tian did not notice that Feng Leyao and others looked at him with confusion because he had found what he was looking for - his eyes were staring at the roof of the small building!
Chapter completed!