[Douluo] I just want to be a disabled person

"Is that enough?"

Tang Chen, who was covered in bandages and looked like a mummy, raised his hands and feet in slight discomfort, unable to hear clearly.

Tang Lingyi touched his chin to stop his movements: "Almost, don't move around yet."

"Honey." Tang San, who was standing next to Tang Lingyi and helping her, was also a little confused and lowered his voice: "What... is this?"

Why does he always feel like his grandma is playing tricks on his great-grandfather?

Tang Lingyi looked upright: "There may be symptoms of heavy bleeding later, so it's better to be prepared in advance."

After carefully checking the herbs placed next to them, Tang Lingyi "walked" behind Tang Chen: "Senior, let's get started."

"Okay." Tang Chen closed his eyes and released his martial spirit.

A domineering and suppressive aura immediately filled the room with the appearance of the bloody sword.

According to what they said before, Tang Chen used his soul power to pull the sword and stab it straight into the chest.

"puff!"

The splattered blood was scattered in the air, and under the command of the red air flow, it rushed along the track towards the Shura Holy Sword engraved with magic patterns.

They stick to the magic pattern, as if giving new life to the magic pattern.

The originally charming but rigid lines immediately became vivid, and the blood gave it another kind of magic power.

Keenly aware that the connection between Tang Chen and the Holy Sword of Shura had become weak, Tang Lingyi quickly used her soul power to wrap Tang Chen's body and said sternly: "Quick!"

Tang San, who was waiting by the side with the Poseidon Trident in his hand, immediately raised the trident after hearing this, and while releasing the Poseidon's Light, he struck hard between the Shura Holy Sword and Tang Chen.

"Bam—"

A huge gust of wind and waves erupted from the point of contact, twisting the few pieces of furniture in the house into pieces.

Seeing Tang San gradually suppressing Shura's divine power, Tang Lingyi turned around and stopped caring about his affairs.

"Xuan Ming wishes you a long life and a benevolent heart to help the common people."

The green leaves surrounded by the elixir of flowers climbed crazily upwards with Tang Chen as the center, trying their best to pour the green spiritual power in the body into the dying body.

One hand was placed on Tang Chen's stiff fingers, and the other hand carefully controlled the input of soul power.

It cannot be replenished if it is deficient, but it must be replenished.

Without the disguise of Shura's divine power, the mutilated body that had been bitten by the blood-red nine-headed bat king fully exposed its shortcomings. In order to reduce the possibility of Tang Chen being injured during the treatment, Tang Lingyi basically applied the power of [Cultures and Trees to Help the Common People] on the dried flesh bit by bit like squeezing out toothpaste.

——Troublesome and laborious.

After a long while, the last bit of strength was fully input, and then the power of "Tusu Wine" was used to re-energize Tang Chen's newly healed body. After working hard for a long time, Tang Lingyi sighed tiredly and closed the clothes on his knees. "Food language".

"Ah, grandma."

Tang Lingyi, who had just breathed a sigh of relief but had not yet recovered, called out: "What's wrong?"

Tang San held the Asura Holy Sword in his left hand and the Poseidon Trident in his right hand. He raised his eyes in confusion: "I just... seemed to hear the sound of the Asura God Examination."

Shura God test?

Tang Lingyi twitched her lips, turned her wheelchair and came to his side: "Let me take a look."

The green soul power quickly penetrated in like a swimming fish, from left to right, experiencing the coldness and spring.

"Why do I always feel like I'm being plotted?"

Tang Lingyi frowned, looking a little unhappy.

Although he had digested it for a long time, Tang San, who was still a little stunned by the reality, still had a blank expression: "So, this is true?!!"

Picking up a divine test for nothing... Why do you suddenly feel that the divine test is as cheap as cabbage sold by the pound on the street?

"Can one person become two gods?"

Tang Lingyi patted his shoulder with a very complicated expression: "That's why I said we were plotted."

"Of course not with just one person, but..."

That look of both pity and grief gave Tang San a bad premonition.

"You have nine, don't you! What are two gods? There are not even a dozen more... ow!"

Tang Lingyi covered her cheek in pain and looked at the "culprit" angrily: "What are you doing?"

Tang San tugged at the tip of her nose: "You little heartless child, are you happy to see me so unlucky?"

"No, no way." Tang Lingyi's eyes wandered for a second, "The favor of two gods, this is a great event that only happens once in a thousand years! How can it be called bad luck?"

Tang San silently watched her quibble: "...The expression on your face just now didn't seem to mean so."

"That's heartbreaking!" Tang Lingyi refuted him firmly, "Although it is a happy event, I feel extremely distressed when I think of the fiery days that you will have next, Xiaosan."

As she spoke, she blinked her eyes and smiled flatteringly: "I love you the most, how can I be happy!"

The word "love" that came out of his mouth made Tang San raise his eyebrows. Although he knew it was a flattery with other purposes, it was undeniable that his mood had indeed improved a lot.

Picking up the girl who was huddled up obediently, Tang San carried her to the corner of the house.

In the center of the house, a cocoon of light formed by entangled green vines breathes rhythmically with the ticking of the clock. At the junction of black and white light and shadow, two figures hugging each other whispered some private words about their children.

Before the violent wind is about to cause chaos, just this moment of tranquility is like stars in the dark night.

——Clear and bright.

"Martial Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu! Your grandfather is such a fool, is the only way to endure it!"

His body had just recovered, and with the purpose of deepening his relationship with his junior, Tang Chen didn't say a few words before he slapped the table with uncontrollable anger.

Tang Lingyi, who was sorting the medicine, turned to look at him warningly: "Senior, you already owe me a total of 46,000 gold soul coins. If you add tables and chairs... when do you plan to pay it back? Woolen cloth?"

Tang Chen's body stiffened: "Wait, when my body recovers, I will pay you back twice as much."

"Humph."

With a slight snort, Tang Lingyi turned back and continued her work of sorting medicines.

Unconsciously, Tang Chen slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know why... he was always a little afraid of this girl.

Perhaps it is due to the pressure from the dual identities of "creditor" and "physician".

Pull your hand back.

After coming back to his senses, thinking of the "Tang Hao" described in Tang San's mouth, Tang Chen, who had just calmed down somewhat, couldn't help but feel agitated again.

"Hao'er, Hao'er has ended up in such a situation. How can this kid be so stupid!" Tang Chen burst into tears, and the tears kept flowing as if they were free.

"Patients should try to stay as comfortable as possible!"

A bowl of dark soup was placed in front of Tang Chen, along with a box of unopened tissues.

Tang San took advantage of the situation and held Tang Lingyi's hand, massaging her weak fingers naturally and skillfully, and smiled reassuringly to Tang Chen: "Father's body is no longer seriously injured, great-grandfather, don't worry. What you said makes sense." , you have just recovered from a serious illness, you should take good care of your body first."

The concern from behind was very helpful to Tang Chen. He glanced at the two of them with some relief, took the medicine bowl and drank it in one gulp.

"Um~"

The herbs that have been brewed for several hours have no natural fragrance, only a rich and authentic taste.

Not to mention that someone took the opportunity to add a lot of supplements to it...

Taking Tang Chen's subconscious frown into his eyes, Tang San secretly gave Tang Lingyi a look: How much coptis did you add?

Tang Lingyi (innocent): I didn’t add it.

Tang San (doubtful):...Really?

Tang Lingyi (kind smile): Just added a spoonful of gentian.

Tang San:"……"

He remembered that it seemed to be several times more bitter than coptis.

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Timely handing over a glass of water, Tang San lowered his voice: "You don't seem to like Great-grandfather very much."

From the moment they met, they have been targeting each other intentionally or unintentionally. Based on Tang San's understanding of Tang Lingyi, her laborious behavior really aroused his considerable curiosity.

"I didn't." Tang Lingyi quickly denied, "I look down on everyone in the Haotian Sect."

This map is shot...

For the time being, he could be regarded as a member of the Haotian Sect, so Tang San knew enough and didn't ask any more questions.

After finally recovering from the indescribable and messy smell, Tang Chen sighed softly: "I never thought that the Haotian Sect would be reduced to such a situation."

He took out a small golden hammer from his arms. Both ends of the small hammer were inlaid with a black gemstone, which looked extremely delicate.

Rough fingers rubbed: "This is the token of the chief elder of the Haotian Sect. He has the power to depose the sect leader and decide the sect's major affairs. This..."

As he spoke, he moved the hammer forward. At this moment, a wooden fan handle was suddenly inserted horizontally, accompanied by a careless female voice.

"If it's something related to responsibility, senior you'd better keep it yourself."

Tang Lingyi dexterously opened the folding fan in her hand with one hand: "Tang San is now a member of my family and has nothing to do with your Haotian Sect."

It's ok?

Tang Chen stared at her: "He has inherited the martial spirit of my Haotian Sect. What do you mean it has nothing to do with the Haotian Sect!"

"Literally." Tang Lingyi shook the folding fan in her hand without changing her expression, "We made an engagement a few years ago and have a deep affection for each other. Now we just wait for him to marry in and we will have a good marriage. In this way, How can he be considered related to your Haotian Sect?"

Tang Chen's eyes narrowed and he looked at Tang San: "Is what she said true?"

Tang San, who had just learned that he was actually his wife's wife: "..."

How to put it, if you say it's right, it's right; but if you say it's wrong, it doesn't seem to be anywhere near right.

"Ah."

After pondering for a moment, Tang San nodded.

Naturally, he would not ruin Tang Lingyi's face at this time. Tang San was actually dissatisfied with what the Haotian Sect had done back then. But due to his father's attitude, of course, as a son of a man, he couldn't say anything "frustrating".

But since his lover is now willing to stand up for him... besides supporting her, Tang San is not willing to make any other choice.

Tang San's tacit attitude made Tang Chen's eyes darken. He sighed softly and silently took back the small hammer that symbolized power.

"Great-grandfather is about to recover now. It's really not good to leave this kind of thing to me." Tang San refilled the empty teacup and handed it over respectfully: "Firstly, I'm still young and not old enough to convince the public; secondly, I also have If we are pursuing our own careers, misunderstandings will be of no benefit to both parties."

The hard stick is soft to chew, one is hard and the other is soft.

The tacit cooperation between the two made Tang Chen retreat steadily. He pinched the tip of his nose, feeling a little tired and relieved at the same time.

Tang Chen: Not to mention anything else... just seeing the excellence of these two people was enough to make him feel relieved.