Those years when I was a tool person

Rong Ying woke up from the coma, and when she opened her eyes, she met Song Xin's worried gaze.

And Song Xin, who had been guarding the bed the whole time, saw that the person opened his eyes, and when he was happy, he turned his head and shouted outside: "Grand Master, Master is awake!"

The tone is particularly excited.

Rong Ying wanted to get up, but Song Xin quickly held her down: "Don't move around now, you can only get up after the Grand Master comes over to look at it and says it's all right."

Having said that, he still thoughtfully helped Rong Ying up from the bed, and stuffed a pillow for him to lean on.

Rong Ying blinked: "Grand Master?"

What happened during the time he was in a coma? How did the hero's seniority become the level of a disciple?

Master Jingshen walked into the room, and Song Xin hurriedly took the water basin from her hand, "Master Tai, it's hard work, I'll just do the rough work."

Seeing confusion written on Rong Ying's pale face, Master Jing Shen snorted, "You are this kid's master, shouldn't he call me Grand Master? Master?"

"Of course not!" Rong Ying retorted, and only then did he realize that although he didn't call him master, Mrs. Jingshen has always been a teacher and mother in the original owner's heart, and he took Song Xin as his apprentice... …

After confirming that the hero's seniority was descended by himself, Rong Ying couldn't help laughing: "I thought something happened when I was unconscious... According to seniority, you really should be called Grand Master .”

Mrs. Jingshen's complexion is a little better now, "You talk so much, do you still want to drink the medicine?"

He just knows how to laugh, and laughs even when his body is about to collapse. He is such a little bastard who is not afraid of death.

Song Xin took out a cloth towel from the sink and wrung it dry, trying to wipe Rong Ying's face. It was the first time Rong Ying was served by someone like this. He was not used to it, so he hid for a while at first, but Song Xin pressed his shoulder Forced to pull back.

"Don't move around." Song Xin sat on the side of the bed, and wiped Rong Ying's face with a serious expression: "Master, you don't know how dirty your face is. That pile of mineral materials is all pitch black. , covered with dust, I almost didn't recognize you when I dug you out!"

Song Xin's words were a bit exaggerated, but it wasn't groundless. When Rong Ying fell into the pile of ore, she looked miserable, with a disheveled face and blood stains, which scared me to death.

After wiping his face, Song Xin handed the medicine bowl on the table to Rong Ying.

During the whole process, Mrs. Jingshen was sitting in the room. When she saw Song Xin wipe Rong Ying's face, she felt strange. For a moment, she felt as if her domestic cabbage was being targeted by wild boars outside. Same.

But seeing the indifferent expressions of both of them, the teacher felt that maybe she was thinking too much, and his disciple and grandson were filial, so he took care of the little bastard so carefully.

Reassuredly looking back, the teacher began to think about how to recuperate the body for the little bastard, so she didn't notice that the ears of both the teacher and the student over there were red.

The atmosphere is particularly weird.

"cough cough"

Rong Ying drank the medicine with her head down, almost burying her whole face in the bowl, she drank the medicine quickly like swallowing dates, her bitter tongue was numb.

He put down the medicine bowl and felt like vomiting, so he quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

At this moment, Song Xin stretched out his hand, first gently took his hand away, and then stuffed something into his mouth.

The bitterness in his mouth was replaced by strands of sweetness, Rong Ying was stunned and looked up at Song Xin.

It's candied fruit...

Wanting to say something, Song Xin left the bed as if nothing had happened, and went to Mrs. Jingshen to inquire about his injury.

"Great Master", Song Xin added tea to Master Jingshen, and offered it respectfully with both hands: "How is my master's injury, is there any serious problem?"

"I can't die." The teacher said very coldly.

"That's good."

"But it's not good to live."

"..."

Song Xin was about to cry: "Grand Master, don't gasp when you speak!"

Why can't I live well? It's scary if I don't explain it clearly.

"The little bastard's body has been corroded by toxins and turned into an empty shell. It's good that he doesn't get injured on weekdays. If he wants to recover after bumping into something, he has to rely on external help."

This is also the reason why she insisted on forcing Rong Ying to take a medicinal bath when he came to get the medicine.

With the onset of pain every month, his body became riddled with holes as if he had been stabbed by needles. It was basically impossible for him to heal on his own.

The poison has remained in the child's body for decades, and his body has already begun to fail from the inside, and he might be gone at some point.

Suffering such a serious injury at this time is tantamount to adding insult to injury.

Of course, the teacher did not tell Song Xin about this, because it would be of no use.

Just one more person who is worried about it.

Rong Ying guessed something from the teacher's silence. After all, he is the master of this body now, and he can feel that his physical condition is in a certain state.

He shouldn't live long.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, the task is almost completed, and it doesn't make much difference when you leave.

It's just a pity for the original owner.

Han Jianlin was only 16 years old, but he had to experience death so early.

Sighing secretly, Rong Ying looked at Song Xin, only to find that he was also staring at her with inexplicable eyes, for an unknown amount of time.

"..."

With a bad feeling in his heart, Rong Ying turned his head to avoid Song Xin's sight, and never looked at him again.

Song Xin went in without knowing it, why is the little master so cold all of a sudden?

He got up and was about to walk to the bed, but was stopped by Mrs. Jing Shen, "He just drank the medicine, I'll take his pulse again, you go out and watch."

"Oh", Song Xin glanced at Rongying again, a little worried, but turned around obediently and left the door.

Rong Ying lowered his head and said nothing, the teacher came straight over, pulled his arm out to feel the pulse, "My disciple and grandson have the potential to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors."

It is a joke, the deep meaning of which can only be understood by the person concerned.

Rong Ying dealt with the teacher's seldom humor: "Master is joking."

Mrs. Jingshen shook his arm away after finishing the pulse, "Hmph, although the old nun was born with no understanding of love, she has never eaten pork and seen pigs running. I have lived for so many years and seen so many Can you understand what that kid thinks about you?"

With peach blossoms on his face and affectionate brows, his eyes shine when he sees people, obviously he has unreasonable thoughts about him as a cheap master.

Rong Ying felt tired and didn't know how to explain it to her teacher.

But fortunately, the teacher didn't want to get to the bottom of it at first, she was talking, and her subordinates kept sending true energy into Rong Ying's body, and she didn't want to hear his response.

"It's the old nun who owes you. I won't give up if I can make you live another day, so you kid must not accept your fate earlier than I do."

She understood that Rong Ying's behavior of avoiding Song Xin's sight just now was nothing more than feeling that she would not live long, and she didn't want Song Xin to fall too deep.

Fools, one and two are fools!Mrs. Jingshen scolded inwardly: one is because she has something to say but refuses to say it;

Hearing what the teacher said, Rong Ying was moved, "I don't blame you."

This is also the idea of ​​the original owner.

"Whoever cares about whether you are blamed or not, I will be happy to save you, and the monks are merciful!" Shitai said with red eyes.

Rong Ying: "..."

Outside the door, Song Xin pressed his ear to the door, lying on his stomach like a gecko, with unpredictable expressions on his face.

What did the teacher say inside?

He couldn't hear a sound at all.

It's no wonder that Song Xin tried his best to eavesdrop outside, it's because he had a bad premonition that the teacher didn't tell him everything.

It was a matter of little master's safety, so he had to be more cautious.

When Daxia chased after his old acquaintance's residence, what he saw was Song Xin scratching his head outside the door, but he dared not go in.

"Hey, I said, boy, you are sneaky, what are you doing here?"

The hero patted Song Xin on the shoulder, but he didn't expect to slap him directly to the ground.

"Ouch!"

Song Xin let out a cry of pain, and fell to the ground. He looked at the hero who suddenly appeared in his sight, and the panic on his face immediately turned into anger.

"It's you! You bastard still dare to chase after me?"

Song Xin got up from the ground, casually took the broom placed by the door, put it across his chest, and said murderously, "Get out of here quickly, or I won't treat you politely!"

"Hehe, you are quite interesting." The hero laughed, thinking that although Song Xin looked like a half-baked guy with no kung fu background, he could tell that he was very talented.

It was rare to meet such a junior, and he couldn't help but want to tease him, but just as he was about to approach, the door in front of him was opened.

Mrs. Jingshen came out of the room, first gave Song Xin a blank look, and then turned her unkind eyes on the uninvited hero: "What are you doing here? Did you feel unhappy with the previous palm? "

"No, no, you misunderstood." The hero raised his hand as a gesture of surrender: "I'm here to apologize."

"apologize?"

"It's that kid. If I had known that he was Han Jianlin, I wouldn't have shot him."

After hearing from the people in Kiba that the young man he injured was Han Jianlin, the hero regretted his mistake and came to apologize immediately without hesitation.

It was he who did the bastard thing that hurt the child badly back then, and now he has seriously injured the child. If he doesn't come to apologize in person, the hero feels very sorry.

Fortunately, the old nun left a message for him when she decided to move out from the original Five Poisons Valley because she changed her career to become a miracle doctor, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to find this place.

Although Mrs. Jingshen really wanted to beat up this old friend who could only cause trouble, she also knew the priorities.

Rongying's injury could not be done by her alone, and the person in front of him is a master with profound inner strength, so it is not in vain.

So that's just right.

"Just an apology? Don't you want to make up for something?"

Of course, the hero nodded, "It's good to be able to make up for it, but..."

What should I do to make it up?

Before he finished speaking, Mrs. Jing Shen couldn't wait to interrupt him: "It's fine to make up for it, but I just need to use a little bit of your internal strength, but I don't think you should care, so come in with me now."

"Oh, good."

Although Daxia couldn't figure out the situation, he was very happy to have the opportunity to compensate Han Jianlin. It was just a little internal strength, and he didn't dare to say anything else, it was enough internal strength.

So he happily followed Mrs. Jingshen into the house.

The hero at this time has no idea about his fate for a long time to come.

He never imagined that one day his value would be a mobile power bank.

It's just that what other people's power banks charge is electricity, and what he charges is internal strength.

Rong Ying was a little surprised when he saw the hero coming in, and he was relieved after hearing the teacher said that he was here to atone for his sins.

He fought against the person in front of him at Kiba, and he lost completely because of his lack of experience. If he changed the original owner, he might not be able to defeat him.

The hero glared at Shitai: "What atonement? I'm here to make up for my mistakes!"

For redemption or something, it is a big deal when you hear that you have committed a crime. He robbed people because of the situation and he was confused for a while.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, let's lose an hour of internal strength first."

"..." The hero sat down on the bed in aggrieved manner. After an hour, he might be squeezed dry.

But who made him feel ashamed?

Half an hour is half an hour.

But as soon as he met Rong Ying, the hero's expression changed immediately: "How could this happen?"

He can recognize the disorder of internal breath caused by his beating, but it should not be his fault that the heart and muscles have turned into such a ghost!

The hero subconsciously went to look at his old friend, and found that the teacher tilted his head slightly: that's what you think.

Witnessing the way the master used to be a medicine man in the Valley of Five Poisons before, thinking of the tragic end of those medicine men, the hero's hands trembled uncontrollably, and his heart began to swear.

What kind of evil did these two old bastards do, to harm a good child like this!