The protagonist vomits three liters of blood every day [Transmigration Book]

Naturally, Mu Rong's love for his thighs has not reached the point where he incarnated as Wangfushi and waited day and night. In fact, he only took a second look and felt that the door was too cold. To pass the time, I picked up this strange novel that recorded various strange stories in the royal city.

Therefore, when the third young master Rong came back, he saw the patient who was said to be near death with a hand stove in his arms, concentrating on reading strange novels, and beside him were two servants who took turns serving tea and snacks. , The days are so pleasant.

Before he went out, he was afraid that the servant would cause trouble again, but he didn't expect Mu Rong to order him around without any politeness at all. Seeing that Rong Yi was speechless, he said coldly: "You are a little I didn’t even consider myself an outsider.”

The dissatisfaction in his words is obvious. Mu Rong thought that this little brother who is determined to hold his thighs occupied the room of his thighs, not to mention using his servants. He showed a friendly and gentle smile to him: "Are you back? This sweet-scented osmanthus cake tastes good, come, try it."

Seeing him like this, Rong Yi laughed, angrily.Of course he knew that this sweet-scented osmanthus cake tasted good, because the eldest sister ordered the small kitchen to make it for him every day!This sick man actually snatched the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that his elder sister gave him!And he even pretended to be the owner of the room and invited him to eat!

When I went home earlier, I heard from my second sister that they had a showdown with Mu Rong today. This man was hurt by love and seemed to have the intention of fleeing into Buddhism. He was really afraid that this man would become a monk after staying in the Rong Mansion for a day. Hastily rushed over, looking at his appearance now, very good, if this person wants to be a monk, he will definitely shave his head himself.

Rong Yi has cultivated a bit of composure now, although he felt annoyed in his heart, he still chose to take care of the overall situation, casually threw the ginseng in the bag on the bed, and said: "The high-quality ginseng just sent from Cangzhou, Hurry up and eat."

Mu Rong had already learned from his subordinates that Rong Yi was looking for ginseng for him, but he never thought that he would be rushed to him from Cangzhou, thousands of miles away, and he couldn't help but sigh for a while, the boss of Rong Yi was really him. The persistent little BOSS in the memory, even if he was touched to find a ginseng, he has much more perseverance than ordinary people.

His physical popularity is not very good, and the friendship of sending ginseng thousands of miles away is quite strong, so although the little boss standing in front of his bed has a murderous look in his eyes, even though his casual posture of throwing ginseng really makes people feel this It was a radish, and Mu Rong was still moved to accept it. Then, he picked up the fertile soil on the root and made a tactful suggestion: "I think, maybe it should be washed?"

Rong Yi was in a hurry, the auction hall sent the ginseng here as soon as it was unearthed, and now it looks quite original, and it will never make people suspect that it is a sham.Although, normal people will not eat ginseng on the ground.

Looking at him coldly, Rong Yi didn't move his eyes, but raised his chin to the boy beside him, "It's done."

The servants of the Rong's mansion really acted resolutely, within a short while, the old mountain ginseng with soil was washed clean, and the two ginseng legs were folded, lying shyly on the plate in front of Mu Rong.Even though the Great Wilderness is a world of high martial arts, it is rare to see ginseng with a thick forearm in a hundred years, and it is only the Rong Mansion who is currently powerful that can get it in the first time.

However, Mu Rong thought for a while about the difficulty of swallowing this old ginseng in one gulp, and could only sigh sincerely: "Master Rong San, even if it's a radish, you have to peel it, pick its tendon, and cut it into pieces." ..."

Responding to him was Boss Rong's unfriendly eyes and a sneer that continued to be angry: "Shall I add some more vinegar for you to mix?"

However, as a reader who has long been accustomed to his daily life setting in the book, Mu Rong is not timid at all, and just firmly replied: "Put more chopped green onions, no coriander, thank you."

With his tired and lazy look, Rong Yi couldn't do anything with him for a while, he couldn't beat him, and scolding would damage his image, so he gritted his teeth and threw the ginseng to the maid waiting outside the door, "Cuihua, take it down and mix with him." The chicken is stewed, put more parsley."

Hearing Cuihua's friendly name, Mu Rong was silent, and then he was silent again when he heard the following content. In the end, he just asked the little boss quite sincerely: "Young Master Rong, how old is this year?"

Leaning a glance at him, Rong Yi continued his sneer: "Just turned nineteen, exactly one year older than you."

Mu Rong, who was eighteen years old, looked at him with the same sincere expression as before: "Are you sure you haven't just turned three?"

To this, Boss Rong, whose mental age was three years old, chose to give him a mocking answer, "Are you half a head shorter than a three-year-old child?"

I'm worried, old man.

Mu Rong, as a reincarnated ghost honed from the city of death, thinks that his mentality is absolutely stable in the king's rank, but his body is really unbelievable, his face looks like a mother, and his height is also a desperate 1.7 meters, and he is only 19 now. Rong Yi, who has developed like a little leopard since he was young, is completely incomparable.

Mu Rong felt that he had been poked into the wound, and his heart ached a bit, so he stretched out his hand and pulled Rong Yi's sleeve, and began to brew emotions against the good material, "Excuse me, borrow a sleeve."

Ever since his voice became hoarse, he felt that something was wrong. However, this sick man's ability to vomit as soon as he said it had already reached perfection.

Staring dumbfounded at the blood dripping slowly from his sleeve, Rong Yi finally tore off all the self-cultivation of the aristocratic son, and shouted angrily: "Mu Rong! You vomit blood whenever you vomit blood, why do you vomit on me every time!"

Rong Yi is also a person who has been on the battlefield many times, so he is naturally not afraid of blood.It's just that in his perception, it is the glory of a soldier to be covered with the blood of the enemy, and it seems a bit petty to vomit blood from a sick man who is much weaker than himself, and it is not manly enough.

Thinking that this person was rejected by his two elder sisters today, he felt really unhappy, so Rong Yi didn't bother with him any more, and after the maids and servants had been busy tidying up for a while, he changed into homely clothes and sat down again. When he got into the room, he stopped fighting with Mu Rong, and only read his own book of war before the case.

Mu Rong's vomiting blood is also a skill that kills one hundred enemies and self-damages three thousand. Now that he vomits, the recuperation just now is useless. He only feels that his hands and feet are cold, and naturally he has no strength and tenacious vitality. Small bosses fight each other.He suppressed his temper and frowned, and the appearance of drinking the ginseng soup quietly with a small spoon looked very well-behaved, Rong Yi sneaked a few glances while reading the book, but he forgot how nasty this person was before, and spoke first Asked: "How can your body be so poor?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Mu Rong's eyes lit up. Naturally, he didn't come to Rong's mansion to fight against Rong Yi. However, he thought about Rong Yi's current family background, and there were many people following him to flatter him. Mu Rong had a good impression of him in his heart. It's also a negative, if I blindly stay low and be small, I'm afraid it will be counterproductive, so it's better to get along with my true nature.

Little Boss Rong Rong had a good heart before he became black, and he was a very responsible and good boy. In this ancient society, being rejected face to face by women is very humiliating to men. Rong Yi always has something in mind for him because of his two sisters I'm very sorry, walking around so often, sooner or later everyone will be able to get acquainted.Giving up two unprovoked harems in exchange for a little boss Rong who has never been bothering his brothers, this wave is not a loss.

As the saying goes, whoever has the upper hand in the first confrontation in a novel will have the upper hand in the future. When Mu Rong saw Rong Yi bowed his head first, he knew that he had won this time. He secretly cursed himself a scheming bitch in his heart, and then, Continuing to use the integrity of Young Master Rong San calmly, lamented: "This is a disease brought out of the mother's womb. I have never seen the wind since I was a child. Later, when I grew up, I would stand at the door for a long time every time I came to Rong's mansion. It will only get worse, and in the past few years, I will be beaten up by someone every once in a while..."

What he said was not a lie, Mu Rong was poisoned because of his mother, and in the original work, it was precisely because the deity was obsessed with Miss Rong's family that his body deteriorated to the point where even Ye Mingjun had to find Moonlight Snow Ginseng to suppress the toxin.The Rong family is really not wronged to bear the responsibility of this pot.

"If you let go of my sister early, why are you still here today?"

Yuan Mu Rong's infatuated Rong Yi also watched it with his own eyes. Although he was annoyed that he was not dedicated, but he used to just watch from a distance. As long as he saw any Miss Rong's family, he would be satisfied even if he couldn't speak. He came according to the ceremony, and never sent a love letter.Rong Yi used to think that this person was worthless, but now looking at his body, he felt pitiful.

Seeing him lying on the bed and drinking two sips of ginseng soup and coughing, he couldn't help but regret that when he was young, he acted too disorganized, and his words were somewhat lacking in confidence, "Did I really hit hard?"

Unexpectedly, he really believed it, Mu Rong unconsciously glanced at the young man in black in front of the case again, thinking that Rong Yi should be the most upright character in this book.In the later stage of the story, everyone is fighting each other for their own interests, and the protagonist Ye Mingjun is only concerned about his own happiness from the beginning to the end, and he doesn't care about the mood of others.Only Rong Yi, even though he became an enemy of the protagonist after being enchanted, still wanted to save his sister so much that he was killed by a glass of poisoned wine.

Thinking of this, he felt that it was not kind of him to use an honest person, so he stopped mentioning those old things, and only hooked his fingers to Rong Yi and said with a smile: "Come on, borrow a sleeve."

After hearing this, Rong Yi felt that there was still blood dripping from his cuff, so he shook his sleeve with aversion to cold, and then said angrily to him: "Okay, you don't need to demonstrate it again. Since it is my Rong family who asked you to If your condition worsens, I will be responsible for curing you, and tomorrow I will post a post to recruit famous doctors from all over the world."

Unexpectedly, before he started the follow-up work of Pengci, the upright little boss Rong delivered it to the door by himself, Mu Rong sighed in his heart, Mu Rong, wouldn't your conscience hurt for such an upright little boss like Mu Rong Pengci.Then, touching his conscience that was alive and kicking, he continued to laugh and said, "That's not necessary. Although my disease is difficult to cure, if there is snow ginseng under the moon, it can be suppressed for a while."

"You mean the moon snow ginseng that is rumored to appear in the moonlight forest outside the king's city every hundred years?"

Yue Jianlin's strange stories were widely circulated in the royal city, and Rong Yi naturally heard of them, and glanced at the strange novels that Mu Rong put on the bedside, thinking that he was in a hurry to go to the doctor, but he responded in order to express comfort, "If you want to find it, I will order someone to stay in Yuejianlin every day."

The author has something to say: Mu Rong: I heard that the aura of the first meeting decides to attack and accept, and I will definitely attack the black belly.

Author: Wake up, I will overthrow you with the power of the little boss.