Medical Sovereign

The more Ding Ning thought about it, the more reasonable he became, and he couldn't help but secretly swear in his heart. He didn't know how to speak clearly about this God of War totem, and he wasted several days of time for nothing.

Back in the Prosperity Garden, Xia Hou couldn't wait to get into the auxiliary building next to the main building. There is an independent practice room inside, and he probably stayed up all night trying to practice.

Ding Ning noticed that there was a slight sound of sound sleep in his bedroom, and he couldn't help feeling warm in his heart. It must be that girl Luoxue was worried about him, waiting for him to fall asleep.

Afraid of waking her up, Ding Ning tiptoed into the room, and before he opened it, he slapped a water purification talisman on his body to wash off the dust on his body, and carefully hugged the beautiful woman on the bed in his arms.

The person in his arms slept extremely soundly, coiled around him like an eight-legged spider, and fell asleep again.

Ding Ning's arms were full of warmth and fragrance, but his whole body was stiff. The light spot representing Luoxue in the spiritual sea was clearly still in the next room, and the person in his arms might be her, and the hand that climbed the peak was pulled away instantly like an electric shock.

As if being splashed with cold water by the head, the desire disappeared, and she secretly complained, oh my god, it wasn't Luoxue, it was her sister, counting this time, it was already the second time she hit her breasts.

He wanted to get up, but his sister was already sound asleep at the moment, so he didn't dare to move, lest it would be even more embarrassing for her to wake her up, so he could only let her soft and mature body snuggle into his arms, secretly running the "Bodhi Heart Jue" to enter The state of cultivation where the mind is like still water.

There was nothing to say all night, when Ding Ning opened his eyes in the morning, his sister had left without knowing when, which made him secretly relieved, but when he thought of the scene last night, his face was burning hot.

"Brother, it's time to wake up."

Luoxue made breakfast, carefully entered the room, and softly called Ding Ning, who closed his eyes and was asleep.

But he was suddenly pulled onto the bed by a big hand. During this period of time, Ding Ning avoided his sister's embarrassment, but he endured it very hard. This early in the morning was the time when his masculinity was at its strongest, and he could still hold it back. Spring is boundless.

"Brother, my relative is here."

The flushed Luoxue's soft words were like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, making Ding Ning feel like being struck by lightning.

What the hell, this is still life-threatening, he finally caught the opportunity when his sister was not at home, and wanted to cheat on him, but the red light was hanging high, making him discouraged.

Luoxue bit her cherry lips lightly, and said softly, "Brother, why don't I help you."

"Forget it, let's get up and eat breakfast."

Ding Ning rubbed Luoxue's head pityingly, and forced himself to refuse.

"Oh, by the way, Uncle Ling called me and said that the restaurant has been renovated. I want to go over and have a look today. Would you like it?"

Luo Xue watched his expression carefully, lest he would be unhappy.

"Okay, I'll go with you later."

Ding Ning knew that Luoxue would be bored at home all day, and cooking was her biggest hobby, so naturally he would not stop her, and said with a smile.

"Brother, you are so kind."

Luo Xue showed a happy smile, kissed his lips like a dragonfly, jumped and ran outside like a happy butterfly, and laughed like silver bells all over the place.

Ding Ning showed a hint of doting and warmth in his eyes, and shouted loudly: "Slow down, don't fall."

The twelve pretty babysitters downstairs looked at each other, and one of the babysitters, Xia He, murmured enviously in a low voice: "Young Master and Second Miss are really close, if only I had such a big brother who loves me."

"The relationship between the eldest lady and the young master is also very good."

Another nanny, Qiu Ju, said unconvinced.

"Although the relationship between the young lady and the young master is good, there is always a gap between them, unlike the second young lady and the young master who are... like lovers."

Xia He blinked her big eyes, and distinguished wisely.

"Shh, Xia He, what nonsense are you talking about? If Steward Zhang finds out that you gossip behind your back,

You have to deduct your salary. "

Dongmei, a little nanny she had befriended, changed her face and covered her mouth in warning.

"I see!"

With lingering fear, Xia He looked at Steward Zhang who was walking towards him at a steady pace, and stuck out his sweet tongue with lingering fear.

They came here to work as nannies to earn more money, but Steward Zhang pinpointed their lifeline, and he always made a point of deducting their salaries. He managed them to death and made them hate butler Zhang Fear and respect and awe.

It's just that the little nannies were surprised that Steward Zhang, who has always been strict and unsmiling, had a smile like a spring breeze on his mouth today. He seemed to be in a good mood, and even his voice softened a little: "Young master, is he up?"

"The young master is washing up, and I will come down with the second lady later."

Xia He replied respectfully.

Butler Zhang waved his hand: "Go and do your work."

"yes!"

The twelve nannies had weird expressions on their faces, but they didn't dare to ask any more questions, and they all dispersed with a bow.

"Qiu Ju, what do you think is wrong with Butler Zhang today? He seems to be in a good mood."

Xia He is a little eighth woman, and she can't wait to whisper when she just left to go upstairs to clean up.

Qiu Ju looked thoughtful: "Last night, an old foreign devil sent the eldest lady back. I went to open the door with Zhang Butler. When Zhang butler saw the old foreign devil, his expression was very excited, as if he knew him." , I don’t know if it has something to do with this.”

"Old foreign devil? What kind of old foreign devil?"

Xia He's big eyes blinked, and he broke the casserole and asked the end.

"I don't know how to say it. Anyway, I feel that the old foreign devil is a bit like Butler Zhang. They both dress in a serious manner, and their manners, manners, and demeanor are all like a gentleman."

Qiu Ju scratched her head in distress, "I can't say it well, it's like what Butler Zhang said all day..."

"Aristocratic etiquette?"

Xia He blurted out.

"That's right, it's noble etiquette. That old foreign devil looks like a nobleman, and he talked to Butler Zhang a few words. You don't know, butler Zhang's excited old face was all smiles, and his attitude towards foreign devils is quite different. Missy is still respectful."

Qiu Ju nodded again and again, and said gossipingly: "I heard that Steward Zhang used to be a housekeeper in a foreign noble's house. That foreign devil is his former master, right?"

The corner of Xia He's mouth grinned, and he guessed maliciously: "I heard that Steward Zhang has no children, do you think he is the same as the foreign devil?"

"Which one?" Qiu Ju asked confusedly.

Xia He giggled, leaned on her ear and whispered something, Qiu Ju blushed with shame, and spat softly: "You son of a bitch, don't talk nonsense there, let Steward Zhang hear it, Be careful tearing your broken mouth."

Xia He stuck out his tongue, "If he hadn't been an old lover with the foreign devil, why would he be so excited to see the foreign devil, and he is still in such a good mood today."

"Hush, good morning, young master."

Qiu Ju's complexion changed, and she quickly tugged Xia He's arm as a signal.

Xia He looked up, just in time to see Ding Ning walking towards him with a half-smile, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly bowed and said, "Morning, young master!"

"morning!"

Ding Ning replied warmly, passed them by and walked downstairs.

Just when Xia He breathed a sigh of relief, the young master's voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Little Xia He, don't gossip like that in the future, it's very impolite to speculate behind others' backs."

Xia He trembled all over, and turned her head to look in horror, only to see that the young master was walking towards the dining table without looking back, and Butler Zhang graciously helped him open the chair.

"Xia He, what's wrong with you? Let's go!"

Qiu Ju tugged at the lost Xia He with a blank face, not knowing why she was so dazed.

"Qiu Ju, did you hear the young master just now?"

Xia He swallowed, and asked with a ghostly expression on her face.

"No, the young master didn't say anything, Xia He, what's wrong with you today? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Qiu Ju reached out and touched her forehead, "It's not hot."

"Oh, I'm fine, maybe it's a hallucination!"

Xia He lowered her head in disbelief, she was extremely shocked in her heart, she believed that she heard absolutely right, who is that handsome young master, it is really terrifying that he can speak in her mind.

While eating breakfast, Ding Ning flipped through today's newspaper, and casually asked Butler Zhang who was standing upright beside him, hesitating to speak: "Uncle Zhang, what's the matter?"

"Master, Missy said you know Mr. Holman?"

Butler Zhang rubbed his hands together awkwardly, telling a person who always demanded himself according to the etiquette standards of nobles, it can be seen how excited and nervous he was.

"Holman?"

Ding Ning was startled, stopped what he was doing, looked at his frenzied eyes, and suddenly understood why Xia He chewed his ears behind his back. This is clearly how fans feel when they see their idols. He laughed dumbly and said: " I know, what's wrong?"

"Well, young master, can I ask you to ask for an autograph of Manager Holman for me."

Steward Zhang looked like a primary school student who saw his teacher, his face flushed slightly, and he said shyly.

"What? Are you still a fan of Holman?"

Ding Ning had never seen Zhang Bo like this before, so he couldn't help joking.

Steward Zhang smiled a little embarrassedly, with a look of fanatical admiration in his eyes: "When I was studying etiquette at the English Noble Etiquette School forty years ago, Mr. Holman was the honorary principal of our school. I had the honor to hear One of his aristocratic etiquette lessons, he has become my only idol since then, more than forty years have passed in a blink of an eye, I didn’t expect to see him again last night, and he had a cordial conversation with me, I was so excited I didn't sleep well all night, I didn't expect that after so many years, he still looks the same, not much changed from 40 years ago."

"Oh, you still have this relationship, but you said that it is impossible for him to have not changed for more than 40 years? No matter how well maintained he is, he will grow older."

Ding Ning thought that Butler Zhang had a soft spot for idols, so he flattered him so much, and teased him with a smile.

"No, no, I'm definitely not wrong. He was like this more than forty years ago, and he hasn't changed at all."

Steward Zhang was stunned for a moment, then said with certainty, and then there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes: "Master, don't you say that I haven't remembered it, it's really strange, I dare to use my reputation to guarantee that I will never remember it wrong , more than 40 years ago, he looked like this now, without any change, otherwise I wouldn't have recognized him immediately last night."

Ding Ning's face changed in horror. If it was true as Steward Zhang said, Holman was in his sixties or seventies more than 40 years ago. After more than 40 years, wouldn't he be at least a hundred years old now?

But Butler Zhang's next words shocked him even more, and he realized that he might have underestimated Holman's true strength: "I remember that Steward Holman is more than ten years older than the current Queen of England."

Ding Ning had noticed Holman's extraordinary skill before, and even he couldn't see through his strength. He was probably a master-level powerhouse, but it was normal for the majestic English royal family to have a master, and he didn't take it seriously, but now he thought about it. It seems that this platinum manager is not simple.