After the scum attack, I killed the system again

Le Ling opened the task panel at this time and looked at Shi Junyu's task. As expected, after he watched Shi Junyu's memory, the information on it also changed.

[Branch task: Make sure that the male supporting role Shi Junyu falls in love with Fu Ze——Current progress: -10% (??%)]

There is an extra parenthesis at the end. Although there are question marks in it, Le Ling dares to say that it is definitely much higher than the previous negative number, and it may even be higher than what Xie Jin, who likes to kill 'Fu Ze', showed before. Not a lot.

Yes, after learning that Xie Jin had killed 'Fu Ze', the back of Xie Jin's branch task also changed, just like Shi Junyu, there was a subtle parenthesis added.

[Branch task: Make sure that male supporting actor Xie Jin falls in love with Fu Ze——Current progress: 29% (-??%)]

But the system didn't seem to know about the changes in the task panel, or he knew it but pretended not to know it. Le Ling felt a little bit concerned in his heart, so he put away that subtle expression, and said with a smile, There was another small dimple in the corner of his mouth, and he said with a smile: "Maybe this time the task can be completed very quickly, what a joy!"

After speaking, he briskly left the space of consciousness, leaving only the system alone in a daze.

·

After returning to reality, Shi Junyu also just raised his head. He just wondered why he racked his brains and gave the person on the bed a prescription that would not hurt the body and had an excellent curative effect. He came to a conclusion, but he didn't intend to use the rare prescription. He wondered for a moment why he had to spend so much effort on the person who climbed into the bed of the happy person. He couldn't find the reason. He could only raise his head and maintain With his own smile, he looked at 'Fu Ze' lying on the bed with golden light shining in his hair.

Fu Zeduan has a good appearance, which is different from Shi Junyu's slightly feminine beauty. Fu Ze is handsome with sharp edges and corners, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.Seeing his face, Shi Junyu couldn't help being dazed again, and after he settled his mind, he said: "I have already prescribed the medicine for you, Mr. Fu, and I will hand it over to the people in the medicine house later. At this time, they will bring the medicine after they have boiled it, and it will be time for Mr. Fu to drink it."

Shi Junyu looked at his golden needle again, and wanted to pull it out directly, but for some reason, he spoke uncontrollably again, and he said: "I am under the tutelage of Dr. Qi Yu, and the only one handed golden needle can pass. If you don't mind, Mr. Fu, I will help you relieve your pain."

'Fu Ze' looked straight into his eyes, and said two words after a while: "Thank you."

Shi Junyu, who finally finished a set of acupuncture, resigned, but his pace of leaving was a little awkward, and he didn't even pay attention to his impoliteness.He secretly regretted what kind of evil he had fallen into today. Even when Xiao Hongrui was in the most painful time of being poisoned, he did not prick the acupoints with golden needles for him. He actually gave Fu Ze a set of acupuncture points. The reason was that he was too painful due to the injury. .After leaving, Shi Junyu returned to his cold-hearted look, looked at the prescription he had prescribed for a few times, felt inexplicably upset, and handed it to the servant casually, thinking that he would be out of sight and out of mind.

He didn't know that this prescription was written by the servant in the hands of the servant, and the servant took the written prescription to the pharmacy, while the original prescription was taken to another medicine hut by a man in black.The light in the medicine house was dim, obviously it was the most sunny time of the day, but it was not illuminated at all in this room, and the owner of the house did not light bright candles, and only relied on a dim oil lamp to barely support the weak light. bright.

The man in black respectfully held the prescription in his hand, and handed it to the owner standing in front of the bookcase. The owner seemed to hear the sound, and turned his head faintly, seeing that the paper in his hand seemed to have a copy. Interested, he stretched out his fingertips covered by black long sleeves, and took the prescription held by the man in black.

The man's fingertips were bruised, his voice was cold, and his tone was extremely indifferent. He picked up the prescription and looked at it, and then said: "I don't know that he has such a talent?"

The calm voice couldn't hide the sense of danger that was eager to try. There was a smile on the man's cold face. His cheeks were thin and his lips were slightly bruised. Then he threw the prescription aside, carelessly He replied: "Yes, just follow this prescription."

"It's just that I underestimated him—" the whisper escaped from the man's mouth, and the man in black standing beside him disappeared, leaving the man alone in the dimly lit room.

The dim light reflected the man's face blue and purple. If there are outsiders here, they will feel that this person is particularly eerie and terrifying, but he seems to have not noticed that his expression is not good, so he picked it up from the bookcase. A thin medical book.

He looked at the words in the book and pulled the corners of his lips stiffly, his smile was extremely cold, but his eyes were extremely fanatical.

·

A maid with a petite figure and a delicate face in pink clothes walked into the room carrying a food box made of lacquered wood. She first saluted Le Ling, and then placed the food box on the square table beside her. Opening the lid, a strong bitter smell diffused from it in an instant, and she then picked up the source of the bitter smell—a bowl of soup medicine with pitch-black soup.

Le Ling's expression was a bit subtle. Even he, who didn't care much about the taste of the decoction developed by ancient Chinese medicine, knew a thing or two about his 'notoriety'.Although Fu Ze's expression did not change in the original plot, and he drank bowls of decoctions that not only looked terrible, but also tasted even more terrible, but Le Ling himself hated bitterness.

Even so, his appearance did not show any incompatibility with Fu Ze. Le Ling calmly took the medicine bowl from the maid's hand, and then drank the bitter-smelling and dark soup in one gulp.It perfectly copied Fu Ze's calmness in the plot line. After calmly drinking, he handed the medicine bowl to the maid who was standing beside him. After drinking the medicine, you are not allowed to eat or drink for an hour, so today’s dinner will be delivered later.”

Le Ling's expression didn't change when he heard this, he just nodded and said, "Thank you."

Then he closed his eyes, and began to close his eyes and meditate.Seeing his calm expression, the maid felt that he would not intend to commit suicide, so she relieved her heart and said with a smile on her face, holding the packed lacquer box: "My servant's name is Shui Lian. If you have something to do, just order That's it for the servant, since the young master is fine now, then the servant will leave first."

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about him after speaking, he slowly left the room and closed the door gently.

Le Ling opened his eyes after she left, and blinked his eyes hard so that his face would not be irritated by the bitter and weird taste left in his mouth.Even with such efforts, the injury on his cheek was pulled involuntarily, and there was another burst of severe pain.But even the pain on his face at this time was not as severe as the pain in his mouth brought to Le Ling, and Le Ling, who couldn't bear it anymore, cut off the taste connection again.

Yes, don't look at Le Ling who just finished drinking the whole bowl of soup lightly, without even frowning and eyelids. In fact, he felt weak in his heart just before drinking, so he decisively cut off the taste senses, so he drank the bowl of pitch-black soup smoothly.After the maid left, Le Leng thought that he should be fine, so he reconnected with the sense of taste, and then he was disgusted by the taste left in his nose and mouth.