Chapter 264 Mr. Huang

Hearing this, Tang Shirou's body trembled violently, and the next second, her pupils also trembled uncontrollably.

In order to prevent her abnormality from being noticed, Xia Meng quietly pulled her to the back of the team, and the gap between the new and old players was reflected at this time.

Then Xia Meng gave Tang Shirou a sharp look, and Tang Shirou immediately dared not move.

"Young Master Huang will come to the lake to sing at night?" An Xuan was very surprised, and he concealed it very well, as if he had just learned what happened on the lake last night.

"Yes," Butler Zhou nodded, he seemed unwilling to say more on this issue, then turned around and said coldly: "Master Huang is still waiting in the hall, please follow me, doctors."

The young woman beside him and the fierce man like a door god also turned aside and made way for the stone road behind him.

Led by Butler Zhou, the group came to a main courtyard. The courtyard wall here was getting taller and taller. There was a small bamboo forest growing very well outside the wall. The environment was quiet and elegant. The long corridors on the left and right were winding, and the white walls and black tiles complemented each other.

Everyone intentionally or unintentionally kept a distance from Butler Zhou who led the way.

Shi Liaozhi, who had a very eye-catching yellow hair, shrank his neck and kept looking around, looking very alert. "It's so strange," he whispered, "Since we have been here before, we must know the young master's condition. Does he need to explain it to us again?"

"Indeed," Youqi's dull voice came out after a moment, "This doesn't make sense."

"Maybe it's the rules," Qin Jian touched his chin with one hand and said in an uncertain tone: "You should know that the rules here not only restrict us, but those things and NPCs are also subject to the rules."

"So...even if Butler Zhou knows that we have been here, we must repeat what we introduced last time we came," said Chen Qiang, who rarely spoke as a newcomer.

But unlike other newcomers, when he first arrived here, he saw that this world was in the Song Dynasty on the timeline. Not only that, he also learned some basic rules of nightmare from the words of several old players.

Gradually, some playful eyes lingered on him, but he himself seemed to be unaware of it, and still looked at Qin Jian and asked: "Is that so?"

"Almost," Qin Jian smiled at him and nodded.

Unknowingly, the group had arrived at the door of a very grand room. Butler Zhou, who was leading the way, stopped on the stone steps in front of the door, turned his head and looked at the players behind him.

"Dear doctors," Butler Zhou suddenly said, "There is one thing I have to remind you. My master has exhausted his energy and physical weakness because of the young master's illness. I hope you will be more tactful when talking about the young master's illness in front of him, so as not to irritate him."

"It should be." An Xuan nodded slightly.

After pushing open the door, the room was a little dim. About seven or eight meters away sat a wealthy old man. Although he was called an old man, his actual age was estimated to be less than 60, much younger than Qin Jian, whose eyebrows and beard were all white.

He should be the head of the Huang Mansion, Mr. Huang, who was also the great Huang philanthropist rumored outside.

The temperature was only cool now, but Mr. Huang was wearing a thick fur coat, almost wrapping his whole body in it, and his eyes were slightly closed, looking listless.

Beside him stood a young woman dressed as a maid. Like the other servants in the mansion he had seen before, her eyes were dull, as if she had lost her soul.

Judging from the scene in front of him, the housekeeper's worries were not unreasonable. The wealthy old man looked physically and mentally worse, and his face was pale, almost bloodless. I think it was all caused by his son's strange illness.

"Master," Butler Zhou stepped forward and said respectfully, "The doctors are here."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Huang's eyelids trembled, and it took a long time for him to open them completely.

When he opened his eyes completely, the scene in front of him was quite surprising. Mr. Huang's eyes were yellow, and dense bloodshot was all over the whites of his eyes, which looked a bit scary.

His yellow eyes slowly turned, and his eyes looked at everyone. He opened his mouth a little bit, but before he could speak, he started coughing violently, "cough cough... cough..."

The young maid who was standing by the side with her hands hanging down immediately stepped forward and slowly stretched Mr. Huang's back with very skilled movements.

"Thank you...thank you doctors for taking care of my child's illness."

Mr. Huang took several breaths to finish a simple sentence.

"Doctors are kind-hearted," An Xuan, who had the best appearance, nodded slightly to Mr. Huang and said, "It should be."

"My child... I believe all the doctors know about my child's illness," Mr. Huang continued to pant, "Then I won't keep you. If... If you can cure my child's illness, you will be the honored guests of my Huang Mansion. We will... cough... cough..."

Seeing that Mr. Huang was getting more and more excited, Butler Zhou secretly winked at everyone, and An Xuan immediately understood and said, "Mr. Huang is too polite, then we will go to the young master first."

Mr. Huang seemed to have difficulty speaking again, so he had to wave his hand.

After leaving Mr. Huang's room, everyone was relieved. Mr. Huang's illness seemed to be very serious, but they didn't know that young master Huang...

"Butler Zhou," Qin Jian suddenly asked, "When is it convenient for us to treat young master Huang?"

Qin Jian's worries were not unreasonable, as he knew that Master Huang would stay at home during the day and only perform on the lake at night.

Who knows what will happen?

"What time do you think is appropriate?" Butler Zhou turned around and asked.

It was about 9 or 10 o'clock now, and the sun shone on the body, bringing a hint of warmth.

"Why not now," Shi Liaozhi pursed his lips and suggested in a low voice.

Perhaps because it was close to the lake, the water vapor was heavy, and everyone felt damp. Shi Liaozhi's chicken-coop-like yellow hair was tied in knots, drooping down and sticking to his forehead, looking a little funny.

But at this moment, everyone's attention was focused on Butler Zhou.

After a few seconds, Butler Zhou nodded and said, "Okay."

Things went surprisingly smoothly, which caught the players who had made the worst plan off guard. The NPC in this copy seemed to be a little too easy to talk to.

"But before meeting the young master, I hope you doctors can change your clothes," Butler Zhou said slowly.

Xia Meng narrowed her eyes when she heard this, but before she could say anything, she heard a very unhappy voice, "What do you want to change? You can change if you want, I won't," Jiang Cheng shouted on the side, looking very powerful and imposing, "This is a brand name product, I saved up money to buy it, and you won't let me wear it?"