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Wen Xiaoliu didn't expect that the man by the river would be brought back in a hurry.

Seeing the strange look in Wen Xiaoliu's eyes, Niao pinched her face and said, "Throw away those dirty thoughts in your mind!"

Wen Xiaoliu nodded obediently and looked curiously at the man in shabby clothes on the bed, covered in blood and dirt.

"come and see."

Niao Niao let go of Wen Xiaoliu, turned sideways to make room for her, waited for Wen Xiaoliu to pass, Niao Niao walked outside and lay down on the lounge chair.

The plot that follows is too bloody, so she should just lie down.

The more Wen Xiaoliu checked in the room, the more frightened he became. This man's perseverance was unparalleled.

There were various wounds on his body, and there was no intact skin at all.

The knees seemed to have been broken by someone, and the soles of the feet were pierced by something.

Not only the physical body, but also the physical torture is probably unimaginable.

Feeling some familiar spiritual energy in his body, Min Xiaoliu glanced at him calmly.

"Hello, my name is Wen Xiaoliu, and I am a doctor at Huichun Hall. Now your leg needs to be broken and reattached. If you can't help it, you can shout out."

Seeing that the person on the bed seemed to be conscious, Wen Xiaoliu explained in a gentle tone.

The man just nodded and looked around, seeming to be looking for something.

Knowing what he was looking for, Wen Xiaoliu pointed out the window, curled his lips and said, "The person who saves you is outside the window."

Looking in the direction she pointed, I saw the lying figure, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of my mouth.

"Mazi, bring the hammer. Chuanzi, go boil a pot of hot water."

After the inspection, Wen Xiaoliu clicked his tongue twice and gave instructions to the two people behind him.

Looking at him like this, if you say that he and Niao Niao are okay, you won't believe it even to death!

"Hold him down."

Wen Xiaoliu took the hammer, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and smashed it.

The crisp sound of bones was particularly clear in the room, and Niao Niao outside the window trembled in his heart.

The man on the bed didn't make a sound, his hands tightly clenching the sheets.

"He could actually hold back from screaming."

Chuanzi was a little impressed, this man was really strange.

"This little pain is nothing compared to the torture he suffered before!"

Wen Xiaoliu put down the hammer, complained, and walked to the medical center in front.

"Do you think it's reasonable for me to take care of the people you saved every day?"

Wen Xiaoliu stood in front of the curling library and couldn't help but complain.

Since sending the beggar to Huichun Hall, Niao Niao has not been there even once.

Not to mention asking her to take care of patients, even the time she used to come to take care of every meal has stopped.

"Those who are capable work hard, thank you for your hard work, Xiaoliu."

Niao Niao, who knew very well how to calm down Xiao Liu, stepped forward and hugged Wen Xiao Liu, acting like a baby.

"Come home with me for dinner."

Wen Xiaoliu broke away from the hug, said something coldly, turned around, but couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Stepping into Huichun Hall again, days slipped by quietly for several spring and autumn years.

Lying comfortably on the recliner, there are washed and cut fruits at hand. Next to her, Wen Xiaoliu was eating melon seeds carelessly.

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The door was opened, and a man with a charming temperament appeared in the eyes of several people.

His superior facial features and deep and gentle eyes make people stare at him for thousands of years.

[Niao Niao has good eyesight. 】

"Now that the injury is healed, let's go."

Wen Xiaoliu's eyes flashed with surprise and he sighed in his heart. But she knew in her heart that this person was by no means an ordinary god.

Keeping him will cause trouble sooner or later.

"I...have nowhere...to go."

His eyes became wet, and he lowered his head in grievance. Niao Niao couldn't help but think of his aggrieved little fox.

"Nowhere to go?"

Wen Xiaoliu's eyes turned cold, and his tone was not very good.

He was eager to stay and said intermittently: "You... saved me. I... am your... servant."

"Servant? You don't look like someone who knows how to serve others."

Wen Xiaoliu stared at him playfully. He was obviously a man of noble status, but he would rather stay as a servant. It was hard not to wonder if he had some ulterior secrets.

"Okay, stay here. I'll take care of you if anything happens."

He glanced at the man who was already sweating on his forehead and begged for mercy.

She knew what Wen Xiaoliu was worried about, but as long as she was here, no one would dare to cause trouble.

The man's eyes lit up and he looked at the speaker in surprise. She seemed to be the person he met by the lake.

It's just that she doesn't seem to like him. She hasn't seen him once since she rescued him.

"Since you have decided to let him stay, Sixth Brother, give him a name."

Chuanzi and Mazi were a little excited. Everyone loves beauty, not to mention that this person will be a coolie in the future.

"Name? Licorice."

Wen Xiaoliu was a little unhappy. What kind of magic power did this kid have that could make Niao Niao intercede for him?

"This... doesn't sound good, and it doesn't match his temperament."

Mazi gently reminded Wen Xiaoliu that Shuai and the people around him seemed to be from different dimensions. This name was indeed a bit hasty.

She grabbed a handful of herbs and said, "No, count how many leaves there are."

Finally, it was determined that his name was Ye Shiqi.

With the addition of Ye Shiqi, Wen Xiaoliu became more relaxed.

He is very smart, he can learn almost anything, and he can recognize herbal medicine very quickly.

So Wen Xiaoliu sat down on the chair with peace of mind, eating melon seeds and watching Ye Shiqi busy on the medicine shelf.

In the medical center, Lao Mu was sitting at the table. On the table was a handful of golden beans. Lao Mu looked at the money on the table in embarrassment, his face a little worried.

"That's not enough!"

As soon as his words came out, Chuanzi squatted on the ground in frustration. Seeing that he was in a depressed mood, Mazi walked over and bumped his shoulder.

"Brothers are enough, what do you want from a wife? I'll treat you to a drink, don't be sad."

Mazi's words did not comfort Chuanzi. He glared at Mazi and moved to another place to continue his frustration.

Ye Shiqi, who was beside the medicine shelf, didn't pay attention to the distressed person. His eyes kept falling on Wen Xiaoliu.

He glanced at everyone's face, and finally his eyes shifted back and forth between Ye Shiqi and Wen Xiaoliu.

The way Ye Shiqi looked at Wen Xiaoliu from the corner of her eye looked like a young boy who was just starting to fall in love.

He poked Ye Shiqi with his elbow and leaned forward gossiping, "Do you like Xiao Liu?"

Ye Shiqi's face turned red when he was poked at the central issue, and then he lowered his head cautiously, pursed his lips and remained silent.

As if she guessed what he was thinking, she patted him on the shoulder and said, "Believe that you are worthy of being loved."

Ye Shiqi trembled and looked up at Niao Niao. The sincerity in her eyes made the tip of his nose sore.

At this time, Wen Xiaoliu already had a plan in mind. After thinking about it, I looked up and saw a scene of handsome men and beautiful women looking at each other affectionately.

She chuckled and stepped forward to tease him, "I told you how to save him. You have a good vision."

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What's with that smug expression? Did she misunderstand something?

Just when she was about to explain, Wen Xiaoliu waved her hand to indicate that she understood. Then he walked over to comfort Lao Mu.

Niao Er Kangshou, don’t go! What do you know! You know nothing!

"Don't worry, Chuanzi will find a wife."

When Lao Mu heard Wen Xiaoliu's words, he smiled slightly, but there was still a deep sadness in his eyes.

At midnight, after everyone went to bed, Wen Xiaoliu put the medicine basket on his back and walked into the night.

Ye Shiqi looked at her worriedly and followed her secretly. Turning his wrist, a light flashed out from his hand.

The sky brightened slightly and I felt movement behind me. Wen Xiaoliu's heart tightened and he turned around cautiously.

This breath seemed familiar, and she said uncertainly: "Seventeen?"

From behind the big tree, a figure came out. Confirming that it was Ye Shiqi, she breathed a sigh of relief and put her mind at ease.

"I'm just going up the mountain to catch him, nothing will happen to him. Besides, this is the territory of Chen Rong's army. Have you heard of Xiang Liu? He is very fierce."

"I'm not afraid, I want to stay with you." Faced with Wen Xiaoliu's deliberate intimidation, Ye Shiqi just thought it was cute and said with a smile.

Seeing his serious expression, Wen Xiaoliu touched his face. Isn't her expression so cruel?

"Are you a Xiyan soldier?"

"Are you a deserter?"

Seeing that he denied it, Wen Xiaoliu allowed him to follow. Since he is not a person with a grudge against Chen Rong, nor is he a spy, it should be fine if he follows.

Niao Niao, who was sleeping on the bed, was awakened by the sound of a butterfly flapping its wings and felt Tu Shanjing's magical power. His eyes darkened, he stood up and followed the butterfly into the darkness.

When Niao Niao found Ye Shiqi, Wen Xiaoliu was no longer around him.

"Can you trace Xiao Liu's trace?"

Niao's voice was a little anxious. In the plot, she was beaten twenty times! Xiang Liu, please don’t hurt Xiao Liu!

Looking at the dark night in the distance, I prayed silently in my heart.

Fortunately, with Tu Shanjing's spirit butterfly, it didn't take long to find Wen Xiaoliu's approximate hiding place.

Outside the camp, Niao looked at Chen Rongjun who was facing a formidable enemy with an indifferent expression.

"Where is Xiang Liu?"

"Do you know our military advisor?"

"Xiang Liu, are you still going to hide from me?" He ignored the soldier holding the shield and shouted inside.

"I do not have."

A white-haired man wearing a mask walked out of the tent. He was exuding cold air, and the soldiers around him seemed to be afraid of him, and they all subconsciously took a step back.

Under the mask, his calm eyes turned a little red when he saw Nulu. He resisted the urge to hold the other person in his arms and walked over step by step.

The mask obscures the expression, and the expression under the mask cannot be seen. He seems to have a calm appearance.

But no one knew that the tightly held hands hidden under his sleeves revealed the unrest in his heart at this moment.