rebirth favors you alone

Early in the morning, Duanmu Qing received good news. The illnesses of those sect masters had worsened. The doctor diagnosed them. The previous poison had not been cured, and now they had another poison, which made the situation worse.

Duanmuqing immediately released the news that he and Shen Bei were also poisoned, and Leng escaped the catastrophe because of his medical skills.

Duanmuqing has poisoned all sects, except the three of them and the ancient sect. Although the tricks are very old, the more old-fashioned, the more classic.

So soon someone found out what was wrong with the Gumen, why everyone was poisoned and only they were fine, maybe it was their poison, Duanmuqing intentionally or unintentionally created some evidence for them, making them more sure that it was the Gumen .

It's almost time to attack in groups.

Ling Sheng came to visit again, "You are very ruthless this time, my master is going to die."

"They can't die, and they will come to the door for help soon."

"Then I have to pretend to be sick."

"how?"

"I don't want to do such a shameful thing, let other brothers do it."

"……what ever."

After Ling Sheng left, Qing Chen came again.

"Lord Duanmu, you are not a decent person."

"To each other. If you have the time to hang out with me, you might as well think about how to keep the ancient gate." Duanmuqing taunted him indifferently.

"What does Gumen have to do with me? Sooner or later I will go back to Songshan."

"Hehe." Duanmu Qing smiled inexplicably, wondering if he would have a chance to go back.

Compared with him, Ling Sheng is no less ruthless.

"Can your young master keep the ancient gate?" Duanmu asked.

"You are really smart, you guessed Liancheng's identity so quickly," Chen Chen said.

"After all, not everyone is as stupid as you."

"Hmph!" In the early morning, he came here to find out the truth, Duanmuqing is now arrogant, and he will not have a good life when the martial arts conference is over.Thinking of this in the early hours of the morning, he couldn't help but feel complacent. When he goes back, Zhang Yong will definitely value him even more. Sooner or later, the position of head will be his, and Ling Sheng will have to accept it even if he refuses.

It is estimated that the Gumen will be wiped out before the end of the martial arts conference. The Ke family who has been implicated by them faintly wants to disband. Liancheng is trying to figure out how to keep them. After all, the Ke family is not weak.

He can leave when Liancheng finds out the exact location of the treasure in Fulong Mountain in the early morning. Whether Liancheng lives or dies has nothing to do with him.

The days to come will surely be beautiful.

Thinking like this in the early morning, Duanmu Qing also thought the same way.

Three days later, they finally couldn't stand it any longer. Many people came to beg Han to heal them. kicked out.

Duanmuqing and the others stayed behind closed doors and lived leisurely at home, seeing them begging for help outside the door was simply not too pleasant.

"Master Han, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. A generation of doctors should accumulate virtue and do good deeds. How can you refuse to save someone's life?"

"That's right, you can save the master."

"Master Han doctor, help me."

Such voices can be heard endlessly, Leng was playing chess with Shen Bei, and laughed out loud when he heard the voice outside, "Who doesn't know that I kill people more than save people, and I like to trade lives for lives, have they decided who will die for me?" ?”

"Back when you killed people, you said you were cruel, but now you are almost praised as a living Bodhisattva. Are people in the righteous way so hypocritical?" Shen Bei dropped a chess piece and asked.

"If there's time, let's hang them for a few more days. They won't die anyway."

"They should suffer a little bit."

"Why did Duanmu go?"

"I don't know, anyway, it must be with Nineteen."

Ling Sheng came over quietly, saw Duanmu Qing, and asked playfully, "How long are you going to hang them?"

"What you should be concerned about is early morning, he is going back." Duanmu said.

"Don't worry, I will follow the plan. It won't be long before dawn. There is also the ancient gate, which will be destroyed together."

"The leader of the martial arts alliance is here." The guard reported.

Ling Sheng hurriedly escaped through the back door, Duanmuqing called Leng over to receive him, and went back to his room pretending to be seriously ill.

It happened that Nineteen was going to sleep, so he also went in to accompany her for a while.

"The lord of the martial arts alliance is here, and we are far away to welcome him. Duanmu Qing is ill, so I'll treat him. Please don't dislike him." Leng asked someone to serve tea to Yang Qing, and said politely.

Don't look at him normally in front of Duanmuqing and the others, but on this occasion he still has to pretend to be a human being, especially aloof.

"Master Han was joking, the old man came here to invite Master Han to come out of the mountain, to save the old man's daughter and those who are in charge."

"Thanks to the love of the leader, you also know that I treated Duanmu Qing and Shen Bei, but they are still bedridden, which shows that my medical skills are not very good."

Yang Qing thought: These two people must have recovered long ago. They are pretending to be sick. If they don't come out, they have an excuse to reject them because of the cold.

"Master Han became famous for his outstanding medical skills when he was young, and his medical skills must have become more sophisticated over the years."

Cold heart: I was called Pavilion Master just now, but I am now called a genius doctor so quickly, the change is really fast.

It is said that Leng became famous when he was young because of his good medical skills, but it was not about saving people but killing people.

The way the three of them became famous was to tell the world with their lives. He and Shen Bei later acted in a low-key manner so that no one would bring up their old accounts. Unlike Duanmu Qing, some people recalled the tragedy of those hundreds of people from time to time.

"Master Han doctor, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Those masters are already dying of illness. As a doctor, don't you have a little compassion?" Yang Qing said, trying to arouse cold humanity.

Leng laughed, and then said, "Sorry, I really don't have one."

"..." Why don't people who have a good relationship with Duanmu Qing like playing cards according to the routine.

"It's better for you to go to the ancient gate to find the antidote." Leng Leng reminded Yang Qing indirectly that the matter of the ancient gate should be resolved.

"I would like to, but I have to wait for them to detoxify before I can unite with them to conquer the ancient gate, so you should go and see Doctor Han."

"I'm sorry, President Yang, I'm going to take a lunch break." Yang Qing continued to speak, but said coldly, "This is the habit of genius doctors."

Yang Qing had to go if he didn't go, the cold had already gone out, it was meaningless for him to stay here, so he had to go back and find another way.

Duanmu Qing woke up not long after, Nineteen was still sleeping, he guessed that Yang Qing should have left, so he went to ask Leng how he was doing.

It was still next door to the bedroom, afraid that Shijiu might not know about something.

"Eleventh said that I pretended to be very, very cold!" Leng looked like I was very powerful and came to praise me soon.

"I guess Eleven's heart must be to say that you are pretending to be a human being, but you are being tactful because you are afraid of hurting your self-esteem." Duanmuqing mercilessly exposed the coldness.

"Haha, Duanmu is right! But how long can those people last?"

"It didn't take long, just two days. If I don't save people after two days, they will really die." Leng said, "I believe they will show the sincerity we want."

How can you just ask him to save people? You have to offer something in exchange. Except for human life, those people will know what he wants.

"But what kind of sincerity do you want?" Shen Bei asked.

"You're not talking nonsense. Of course it's money. How can I give them medical treatment for nothing? They are all filthy rich, and they are not poor people." If it is really poor people, they will definitely not accept money.

"..."

While talking, there was a "bang" sound from the room next door, and Duanmu Qing rushed out like a gust of wind.

Nineteen sat on the ground, his eyes were blurred. When he opened his eyes just now, he found that the surroundings were pitch black.

Duanmuqing was not there, so he poured some water on the ground by himself. For some reason, his hand shook, and the water seemed to be spilled. He didn't see it, he didn't feel it, it was just his intuition.Then he stumbled, and the chair was knocked down by him, making a sound.

At that moment, his perception of the outside world seemed to be cut off. He had no sensation, could not feel light and sound, and when the chair fell to the ground, he only felt that something had fallen, but did not hear the sound.

He took a step back, tripped over something and fell to the ground, he looked towards the window, it was dark outside, not even a single star.

These things were just for a moment, and he looked in the direction of the door intuitively, as if he saw Duanmu Qing and the sun in a trance.

The light behind Duanmu's leaning made his eyes hurt, so he couldn't help covering his eyes with his hands to block the strong light.

"Nineteen, are you alright?" Duan Muqing strode over, picked up Nineteen, and looked up and down several times.

"Master, is it day or night?" Nineteen was carried to the bed by him and asked hesitantly, but he felt that asking this question seemed to be out of his mind.

"During the day, what's the matter?" Duanmu looked at Nineteen and covered his eyes, and took off his hands for him, "Are your eyes uncomfortable? Let the cold show you?"

Leng and Shen Bei followed closely behind, Duanmu Qing came in and they came in, Leng stepped forward to look at Shijiu's eyes, checked and found nothing wrong.

"You can show him his stomach again. He was sitting on the ground just now. I don't know if there is anything wrong."

"I'm fine. I just didn't wake up and I was a little dazed." Nineteen buried himself in Duanmu Qing's arms and whispered, but still stretched out his hand to let the cold feel the pulse.

It's really okay to give up.

"Why is the heart beating so fast? Is there any other discomfort?" The bodies of the two were tightly pressed together, and Duanmu Qing felt that Nineteen's heartbeat was different from the past.

"No, no, I'm just not in a good mood. You weren't here when I woke up just now..." Nineteen randomly found excuses, and didn't tell Duanmu Qing his unreasonable panic, as if something would happen.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. I didn't call you just now because you were sleeping soundly. I don't know that something will happen to you."

Leng looked at him again, and made sure that he was just emotionally unstable, nothing serious, Duanmuqing could just comfort him, but he still had to prevent Nineteen from having a fever.

"How is Brother Thirteen?" Leng and the others went out, and Nineteen changed the subject.

"It's still the same. I sent him to recuperate. I guess Shen Bei won't look for him, so he can sleep all the time." Duanmu stroked Shijiu's hair and sniffed the fragrance in his hair.

"Are you hungry? Shall I ask them to make something to eat?" Duanmuqing would ask this every time Nineteen woke up.

Nineteen drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, before he finished, he ran to the door and vomited.

Vomiting so badly, Duanmu Qing was so distressed that she wished she could suffer for him.

"It's okay, master. Didn't the cold say that you'll be fine after the morning sickness period? Don't worry." Nineteen in turn comforted Duanmu Qing, making him feel even more uncomfortable.

The author has something to say:

Eleven: You have to be sincere when you go to my bed.

Leng Leng: I am all yours, and you can get anything you want.

Eleven: Hehe, then I want you to get off me and stop picking my clothes off.