The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 141 Chivalrous and Soft (5)

The doctor held his chest and spat out two mouthfuls of blood. He didn't have any strength in his body at this moment. The palm just now was enough to break his old bones and tendons.

Today is simply a disaster from the sky. He has practiced medicine all his life, and he has never seen such an arrogant and unreasonable person in the world.

Huang Laodu only cared about the safety of his son, so he didn't care about the doctor's injuries.

He walked up to the doctor in a few steps, lifted the doctor's back collar, and pushed him to the side of the bed, "Hurry up and treat my young master."

The doctor raised his head, took a deep look at Huang Laodu, picked up the knife that fell on the ground, and instead of roasting it on the fire to sterilize it, he directly used the knife on the wound on the boy's chest.

Originally, it was only necessary to peel off a thin layer of carrion, but he peeled off a thick piece, which directly dented the boy's chest.

Treated in this way, the scars left in the future will be as ugly as they are.

People who practice medicine don't hurt people's lives, and it is still possible to teach them a little lesson quietly.

It was probably because Huang Laodu and the others treated their wounds in the same way on weekdays, and they did not have any doubts about the doctor's actions.

By the time the doctor removed the carrion and sprinkled the wound with anti-bleeding medicine, the sky outside had turned dark.

There were no stars in the gloomy sky, and strong winds were rising from the ground, giving the impression that a storm was about to come.

The doctor wrapped the boy's wound with a cloth, wrote a prescription, and then took out the healing pills from his medicine box and took them.

After swallowing the pill, the doctor looked at Huang Laodu and said, "Can I go home now?"

Huang Laodu straightened the corner of the bed for the young man without looking back, "We will wait until my young master wakes up. Li Weidong will invite the doctor to rest next door."

"Yes, Director Huang."

When he said yes, Li Weidong was not very polite, so he dragged the doctor and walked to the next door.

The room next door has air leaks from all sides, and it doesn't look like a human being lives at all.

This group of people did not allow Yan Xiao to leave, and locked him in the room after nightfall.

Seeing the doctor being pushed in, Yan Xiao moved silently to the side of the bed so that the doctor could have a place to sit.

This doctor is a well-known medicine half-immortal from all over the country. He is the kind of person who cannot be cured and cannot die. He is quite embarrassed to be involved in it.

The doctor couldn't tell what Yan Xiao's situation was. He was afraid that he was a prisoner of the group just now, and talking to him would cause trouble for nothing, so he didn't go to the bedside, and huddled in the tattered chair by himself.

As soon as he sat on it, the chair snapped and broke a corner of the chair, and he fell directly to the ground.

This fall was not light, and he vomited out all the medicine he had just taken.

Yan Xiao walked over a few steps and hugged him onto the bed, "You don't have to be jealous of me, my situation is similar to yours, doctor, I built this bamboo house by myself, and the gang outside snatched it from me as soon as they came. The house, and locked me here."

The doctor nodded, coughed up another mouthful of blood, and pointed to his medicine box, "Brother, please help me get my medicine box, and give me the medicine in the red bottle."

Yan Xiao went to get the medicine box, took out the medicine bottle that the doctor said and handed it to him.

After taking the medicine, the doctor thanked him and sighed, "I don't know who these people are. They don't look like bandits, and they are no different from bandits."

Yan Xiao's tone was full of sarcasm, no one was staring at him at this time, and the murderous intent in his eyes did not conceal the slightest, "How many good birds can there be in Cangjian Villa? A group of mobs, claiming to be famous and decent, eliminating dissidents all the way , With today's reputation, the world still rumors that they are real knights, they are extremely stupid."

The doctor felt a little unbelievable, "How could they be from Hidden Sword Villa?"

It is said that the knights in Hidden Sword Villa are the most upright, but what I saw today is that some people believe that they are from the Demon Sect.

The sarcasm in Yan Xiao's tone deepened, "Look, you don't believe it, it can be seen that it is no different from those stupid people. Hidden Sword Villa likes to make their logo into dark embroidery and embroider it on the left chest. You can see it tomorrow. after all."

After Yan Xiao finished speaking, she walked to the corner and squatted down.

He disdains the company of these stupid people.

Yan Xiao stared coldly at the ground. Miss Xing'er was the most lively and active, and now she was locked in the cellar, and she didn't know what was going on.

I just hope that she can be obedient and don't make any noise, so that the people in Hidden Sword Villa will be aware of her existence.
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The smell of wine and meat spread to the ground through the thin bamboo ventilation tubes. Luo Xing sat up from the bed, glanced at the corn pile on one side, and lay down again after a while.

She didn't know what the fat mouse hadn't eaten here, and she would never eat anything that had been bitten by the hamster.

In case the stomach is spoiled after eating, if you go to the toilet in this sealed place, you will not be fainted.

I really don't know what's going on in Yan Xiao's mind, it was better to run than hide before.

Ugh……

Luo Xing stayed in the cellar until the dead of night, until she couldn't hear the sound outside for a long time. She wiped a handful of black ash on her face, and quietly climbed up the bamboo ladder made by Yan Xiao.

Products produced by Yanxiao must be inferior.

The bamboo ladder made a creaking sound when she was crawling, no matter how gentle her movements were, there was a feeling of precariousness.

Holding her breath, she managed to crawl from the bottom of the cellar to the exit, and pushed the wooden door that sealed the exit.

Pushed it a few times but didn't push it.

"..."

What are you doing to seal her up?
No one noticed that it didn't matter how long she stayed in the bottom. Some people found that the seal was sealed, and others could not open it from the outside.

I don't know how Yan Xiao, a dead-headed person, got the title of the No. [-] hidden guard of Qianlong Villa? !
Luo Xing took two deep breaths, and the invisible spiritual energy spread out. She pushed the cellar exit door again, and it was pushed open by her.

The door was under the bed, Luo Xing poked his head out, and he could see that the oil lamp in the room was still on, but no one was staying in the room.

She crawled out from under the bed, patted the dust off her hands, and turned around to see a young man in white lying on the bed.

Luo Xing looked at that face and squinted his eyes. Isn't this a cold resignation? He didn't expect that before she went to him, he would come to his door.

I don't know if the person on the bed felt Luo Xing's gaze, and suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of dull and cold eyes suddenly crashed into Luo Xing's gaze.

Leng Ci was stunned for a moment, and for a while his brows furrowed tightly, "You..." Who are you?

The words behind him stopped abruptly, and Luo Xing stepped forward to cover his mouth.

Luo Xing blinked and blinked, without much expression on his face. Leng Ci is the owner's enemy, not hers. At this moment, she only thinks that this young man is pretty good-looking, and has no other thoughts, "Shh, keep your voice down, don't let the demons outside Those who taught heard it."

Leng Ci's heart skipped a beat, Demon Cult?

He pulled away Luo Xing's hand covering his mouth, his thoughts flowing rapidly.

(End of this chapter)