Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 228: The treacherous and cunning Long Yang

So, this killer was left behind by the master on purpose, just to give himself a chance to get hurt in front of Second Miss Lu, so as to win Miss Lu's heart to soften?

After understanding the twists and turns, Zhao Gan admired his master sincerely.

Master's trick is really high!

Second Miss Lu must have been anxious and guilty when she saw that the master was injured because of her. In this way, the master will have the opportunity to contact her in an open and honest manner.

Because Second Miss Lu also knows medical skills.

Zhao Gan really admires his master to death.

Thinking that the master has never coaxed women before, and doesn't know how to win Miss Lu's heart, it seems that he is worrying in vain, and this trick is very good.

Zhao Qian can be said to be relieved.

He thought that the game he set up today was a waste of effort, but because of the assassin's intrusion, he gave the master a chance instead.

He has to thank these killers who broke in suddenly, it's really a big help.

He felt relieved, and after having the killer's body disposed of, he went to the front yard.

At this time, Lu Liangwei was in the room, treating Long Yang's wound.

Long Yang was sitting on the chair, the sleeve on his left hand had been turned up, revealing some hideous wounds.

Looking at Lu Liangwei, he frowned.

Although the wound in front of her was not the worst she had ever seen, it was serious when it happened to Long Yang.

Long Yang frowned slightly when he saw her take out bottles and cans from her purse, a little surprised.

"You still carry these things with you?"

Lu Liang nodded slightly, "Yeah." Reluctant to say more, she skillfully put away all the medicine bottles, and began to treat Long Yang's wound.

Clean the wound first, then sprinkle homemade medicinal powder, and then wrap the wound with gauze.

After finishing this, she picked up a bottle from the table, poured a pill out of it, and handed it to Long Yang.

"This medicine has anti-inflammatory effect, the emperor quickly took one."

Long Yang took it, looked it over, and heard the girl explain: "This medicine is not poisonous, if the emperor is worried, I will take some for you."

After that, I will take the pill back from his hand.

Long Yang grasped her finger and stared at her quietly with his dark eyes, "I'm just curious, I don't doubt your medicine."

Lu Liangwei's fingertips were suddenly grasped, and when he was about to move, he let go first.

"Water."

"Oh." Lu Liang reacted slightly, ignored the temperature of his fingertips, and hurried to the table to pour him a glass of warm water.

Long Yang took the water and took the pill.

After Lu Liangwei put the cup back on the table, he warned: "The wound is a bit deep, the emperor must avoid getting water in these few days."

Long Yang nodded and asked, "How do I change the medicine?"

Lu Liang glanced at him slightly, thinking, there are so many imperial physicians with superb medical skills in the palace, any imperial physician would be replaced by anyone.

But when he asked this, she had no choice but to ask carefully: "Is the emperor going to live in Huangzhuang?"

Long Yang's eyes moved slightly, "Yes."

"Is there an imperial physician accompanying you?" Lu Liang asked slightly.

"No." Long Yang was telling the truth, and he didn't plan to stay in Huangzhuang, so naturally it was impossible to have an imperial physician accompanying him.

But she reminded him by asking this.

There is nothing wrong with living in Huangzhuang.

"What about you, originally you wanted to live in Lu's Villa?" He asked.

Lu Liang shook his head slightly, "No, I'm going back soon, you..."

Thinking that his injury was caused by himself, after thinking for a while, he said: "Since the emperor wants to stay in Huangzhuang, I will come back tomorrow to change the emperor's dressing."

"Will it be too much trouble for you?" The corners of Long Yang's mouth slightly curled up.