Those years when I was a tool person

In front of Rongying's room, after he said "it's okay", the hope hidden in Sang Yushu's eyes disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He had expected to hear some explanation.

For example, why did he have this wooden box, and why is the meteorite that should have been stolen in his hands?

It's just that seeing Rong Ying pretending to be calm, it doesn't seem to mean that.

Sang Yushu lowered his head, even at this moment, he was still unwilling to associate him with the man in black who broke into Sang's house that night.

He whispered, "You..."

Before he could finish speaking, Rong Ying interrupted him.

"I have to go now."

This is the first time that Rong Ying interrupted the young man in front of him. He tightened his hands holding the burden, and seeing Sang Yushu looking up at him in disbelief, he smiled and said, "Father is still waiting for you." I come over."

"..." Sang Yushu was silent for a while, turned the wheelchair and took two steps back, "Okay, then I won't waste the second brother's time."

Rong Ying wanted to leave, but his feet seemed to be rooted, and it was difficult to take a step forward. He said, "Third brother, walk slowly, I have something to do, so I won't see you off."

Sang Yushu: "..."

When Sang Yushu left, Rong Ying took two steps forward with her bundle in her arms, and stopped again when she was about to walk out of the courtyard.

The wooden box in his arms had sharp edges and corners. He stared at it for a while, then turned and walked back.

After entering the house, he put the burden properly, let out a long breath, and closed the door to the garden.

The paths in the garden are paved with blue stone slabs, one after the other, leaving a gap in the middle. Whenever it rains, rainwater will flow into the flower beds on both sides along the gap.

Before Rong Ying entered the garden, he saw two figures under the gazebo from a distance.

It was true that one of them was Sang Lin, but the other was a stranger he had never seen before just by looking at his back and his attire.

Thinking of the reason why Sang Lin asked him to come, Rong Ying felt that this person should be the doctor from the largest medical clinic in Chonglin County.

Walking along the bluestone road to the gazebo, she noticed that Sang Lin was looking in her direction. Just as Rong Ying was about to follow the procedure and put on a decent expression, the doctor standing opposite Sang Lin suddenly turned around. There was a strange light in the gray-green pupils, and he looked up and down with excitement on his face.

"Is it him? Is it him?" Dr. Chu murmured, his two palms couldn't help but clenched together, rubbing back and forth, "I've already grown so big, good, that's great..."

Rong Ying couldn't hear his voice, but just looking at his expression, she felt disgusted for no reason.

Subconsciously stopped, he rarely showed hesitation.

how to say?

Anyone would be uncomfortable being stared at with an eerie, scalp-numbing enthusiasm by a strange stranger.What's more, with the attitude shown by that person, he is clearly treating you as an inanimate object and evaluating your value.

Rong Ying frowned slightly, and even had the urge to turn around and leave.

Sang Lin saw his hesitation, waved at him, and said, "Zhe'er, come quickly, this is Dr. Chu, it's rare to come here, let him show you the injury on your foot."

Dr. Chu also suppressed his salivating expression, tried his best to put on a respectable appearance, and smiled kindly at Rong Ying: "This is the second son, right? It's just like the rumors. He looks like a beautiful tree."

The two people under the gazebo said so, and it was inappropriate for Rong Ying to leave at this time. He walked into the gazebo, bent down, first saluted Sang Lin, and then turned to face Dr. Chu.

The person in front of him looks young, but he has white hair and speaks old-fashioned, making people wonder how old he is.

But considering that he is a doctor, Rong Ying thought it would be better to meet him with a courtesy.

It's just that as soon as his body bent down a little, he felt his arm being supported.

Raising his head in a daze, Doctor Chu's strangely colored eyes came to him at some point, and he was staring at him closely, "Second Young Master is too polite, there is no need to be so polite."

Rong Ying was startled, and almost subconsciously swung his fist, but considering that Sang Lin was still beside him, he just resisted and moved his arms to express his dissatisfaction.

"Please forgive me, Doctor Chu, I'm not used to getting too close to people."

The words have been said very clearly, and Rong Ying's face gradually turned cold.

And his injury was clearly on the ankle, even if it was just a reason to show him the injury, it should be the ankle instead of the arm...

Sang Lin on the side frowned upon hearing this, and said sharply, "Zhe'er, why are you talking to Dr. Chu?"

"Haha, it's okay, the second young master speaks quickly, won my heart, won my heart." Dr. Chu laughed loudly, but his hands kept moving, touching Rong Ying's arm from elbow to wrist.

His attitude was sticky and ambiguous, but Rong Ying knew that this was not a molestation or something. His subordinates secretly worked hard and made up his mind that if this man surnamed Chu didn't let him go, he wouldn't care about Sang Lin's face. Started playing directly.

"Okay, okay! That's great! Hahahaha", just as Rong Ying was about to strike, he didn't know which acupoint on his body this so-called Dr. Chu touched, dispelling all the internal energy he had just accumulated.

Rong Ying's heart trembled, and a sense of crisis emerged spontaneously, but at the next moment, she felt that the restraint in her hand disappeared without a trace.

Doctor Chu let go of Rong Ying's arm, and instead of looking at the surprised expression on his face, he returned to the opposite side of Sang Lin, and Shi Shiran sat down.

He picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and sighed in admiration: "The time has come, the time has come! The second young master is indeed of excellent quality, hard to find in the world!"

Rong Ying was rubbing her red wrist, when she suddenly heard the word "root bone", an ominous premonition emerged in her heart.

Sure enough, as soon as Dr. Chu said this, Sang Lin, who was sitting in the gazebo and sipping tea with a calm face, trembled, and even spilled a few drops of tea.

Sang Lin, who has always been prudent in front of outsiders, couldn't help showing joy on his face: "Is this true?"

Doctor Chu laughed again, "Can I still lie to you?"

Sang Lin wanted to ask again, but when he saw Rong Ying standing beside him in a daze from the corner of his eye, he waved his hand and said, "Zhe'er, you go out and wait first, I have something to discuss with Dr. Chu, I'll talk to you later." call you in."

Rong Ying lowered her eyes slightly, still obedient to the original owner, "Yes."

The more docile he behaved, the more satisfied Doctor Chu was.

Seeing Rong Ying walk out of the gazebo, he said to Sang Lin: "Patriarch Sang is really good at teaching/teaching such a wild and untamed child so obedient."

Sang Lin put down the cup in his hand, with a smug expression on his face: "Be obedient, but you are still not very honest in private." He was talking about the wooden box that had disappeared since it was handed over to Rongying.

Dr. Chu: "Young people are always a little bloody. At this time, we, the elders, are needed to help them correct a little bit."

"Doctor Chu said so." The stern look in Sang Lin's eyes as he thought of Meteorite disappeared. He put on a smile and nodded as if something happened. Do it?"

"No hurry." Doctor Chu took a sip of tea. Although he was eager to try, he still controlled his hand that wanted to pick up the knife immediately. "Transplanting tendons is a matter of two people. I saw that the child is in good condition just now." , I will write a prescription for the third son in a while, let him take it three times a day, and after three days, when everything is ready, we can start."

Sang Lin suppressed the excitement in his heart when he heard the words, and he bowed his hands, "Okay, everything depends on Dr. Chu."

Rong Ying waited outside the garden, and already had a rough guess in his heart about the purpose of Sang Lin calling him over this time.

He originally thought it was for the Meteor Iron, but he didn't expect that it was actually for the purpose of changing the veins.

When he thought of this at the beginning, he was panicked, but when he thought about the mission of his trip, he felt relieved that "it really came".

Although this time was a little earlier than expected, it was not unacceptable to him. After all, it was the last mission. After completing it, he could be resurrected next.

only--

A young boy's immature face and his eyes that were extremely inappropriate for his age emerged in his mind, and Rong Ying couldn't help sighing.

"What is the second son bothered about? If you don't mind, you can tell the old man."

A voice suddenly sounded next to his ear, before Rong Ying could finish his breath, it was interrupted.

He blushed and looked up, only to see that Dr. Chu came to him at some point and was looking at him with ill intentions.

Of course, Rong Ying added the adjective "bad intentions", because at this moment, no matter how kind the smile on Dr. Chu's face is, he will automatically classify it as someone with ulterior motives.

Rong Ying has no objection to changing tendons, except for Dr. Chu and Sang Lin. Their attitude of treating human life as a joke and sacrificing innocent people as a matter of course disgusts him, so much so that he can't force himself to show it anymore. As if nothing happened.

Dr. Chu looked at the young man who was still a docile little sheep in front of Sang Lin, who suddenly showed a very disgusted expression. He was slightly taken aback, thought of something, and suddenly realized.

It seems that the little fattened sheep in front of him already knows his end.

He wanted to go back and remind Sang Lin to pay attention to people, but before he could move, he saw the young man in front of him lower his head obediently, as if the fangs and claws he saw just now were hallucinations.

"Doctor Chu go slowly."

"..." Doctor Chu nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Second Young Master, Patriarch Sang has something to ask you to go in."

Rong Ying said hello, then turned and walked into the garden.

When passing by, Dr. Chu subconsciously turned his head and watched the young man's back disappear before his eyes.

After a long time, he stroked his white hair and murmured: "Interesting, really interesting..."

It was the first time he had seen someone who could behave so indifferently in the face of his own life and death.

Rong Ying stepped into the pavilion, and Sang Lin was still sitting in the same position, unchanged.

He stood at a suitable distance between the two of them, and after calling his father, he didn't continue.

Because she has not recovered from the conjecture just now, there is a trace of coldness in Rong Ying's voice, but because Sang Zhe has always been in front of Sang Lin, his expression will not change a little all the year round, and he is not very popular. So Sang Lin didn't hear any difference in his tone.

Sang Lin was sitting, looking up at him, "Doctor Chu left?"

Rong Ying: "I just left not long ago."

Sang Lin hummed, turned his head and looked outside the gazebo, as if he had nothing else to say, the surroundings fell silent for a while.

Rong Ying didn't speak, just stood there with downcast eyes, wanting to see what kind of medicine was sold in the old guy's gourd.

Anyway, the mission has already reached this point, and he will be dead anyway, so he doesn't have to pay attention to being similar to the original owner in any aspect.

Sang Lin is just a bitch, even if he pretends, he doesn't deserve his respect.

The pavilion was quiet for a while, and Sang Lin turned his face back. He looked at Rongying, with a half-smile: "Zheer, do you still remember the box that my father gave you? Now that the crisis is over, it's time for you to return it to its original owner." It's time."

Rong Ying secretly thought that sure enough, he still couldn't escape the matter of Meteorite in the end.

But it's a pity that he has decided to leave the treasure to his male lead.

With a father like Sang Lin who can't compare to his power in anything, and Sang Yushu is still so young, he will inevitably be constrained in doing things in the future. Leaving his treasure to him is an extra layer of protection for him.

and so--

Rong Ying lowered her head and remained silent. Under Sang Lin's suspicious eyes, she said in a heartbroken voice for a long time, "The child has failed his father's entrustment and lost the treasure. Please punish him!"

Sang Lin's hand holding the teacup tightened suddenly, and then Rong Ying heard the crisp sound of porcelain shattering.

"lost?"

Rong Ying closed her eyes, with a painful expression on her face, and said nonsense: "Since my father gave me the treasure, I kept it next to me for fear of any accidents, but I accidentally fell into the mine a few days ago. During the process, I didn’t notice that the wooden box fell inside, and when I remembered it again, the mine had already collapsed.”

He stood up straight, as if he was about to kneel down, and said loudly: "The child has behaved improperly, I beg my father to punish me severely!"

"..."

Knowing that Rong Ying didn't intend to hand over the things, Sang Lin was annoyed, but considering that the change of tendons was imminent, he had no choice but to suppress his anger.

Keep it, I'll see how long you can hide it.Sang Lin thought to himself, after the evil in front of him died, even if he had to dig three feet into the ground and tear down the yard where he lived, he would be able to find the things after all!

Thinking of this, he twitched the corners of his mouth, quickly supported Rongying, and said with a blunt smile: "It's nothing, Zhe'er, it's just that you're okay. Don't say any more punishment, compared with your life, the treasure is not worth a lifetime." carry."

Rong Ying lowered her head and quietly revealed a triumphant smile, "Thank you father for your magnanimity!"

He bet that at this moment, Sang Lin would not force him to hand over his things.

Although it is certain that the old man will not stop there, it doesn't matter, he doesn't really want to take the Meteorite as his own, he can fool around for a while.

There is still time, he can always find a chance to give things to Sang Yushu.

The author has something to say: the text of the next chapter should be finished, and there will be a side story after that, about Wei Shang, to improve the background.