Broken and swollen by myself

As Lu Ziqing groaned and chirped, the original charm in the air dissipated in an instant.Zhou Yitong remained silent for a long while, then finally got up from him, and punched the bed with a fierce expression, the loud noise made Lu Ziqing jump.

Zhou Yitong pressed his fingers between his eyebrows, and raised his eyes to see that Lu Ziqing was still rubbing the quilt and looking at him stupidly. He had a straight face: "Sleep, what do you want me to do?"

"Brother, does your hand hurt?"

"... so what if it hurts?"

Lu Ziqing leaned over, pulled his mouth and said, "I'll give you a whir."

Zhou Yitong glanced at him, but his eyes fell on his parted skirt. Under the snow-white undershirt was delicate and smooth skin. Under the light, there was a very seductive luster. When he came over, he pushed him back to lie down, pulled the quilt to cover both of them, and Lu Ziqing leaned into his arms, with his arms around his waist.

Zhou Yitong's body was as stiff as a rock, and he didn't move.

"Wow, sleep." Lu Ziqing closed his eyes, and after a while, he suddenly thought of something. He opened his hand and held Zhou Yitong's hand, guiding him to put it on his shoulder and pat it twice. After the demonstration, he raised his mouth. Hmmmm twice to signal him to continue.

After Zhou Yitong understood what he meant, he twitched the corners of his mouth in annoyance, but still obeyed him, and patted Lu Ziqing's shoulder with his hands, just like he used to put Yuan Jin to sleep.

Lu Ziqing fell asleep not long after, Zhou Yitong held him in his arms, and heard the sound of his shallow breathing, his throat rolled silently a few times, his eyes were fixed on the top of the bed tent, his breathing became more and more rapid and scorching.

His lips were pursed tightly, and finally he carefully pushed the person in his arms out. Lu Ziqing turned over by himself with his eyes closed, and rolled towards the bed.

Zhou Yitong lost the heat in his arms, and felt a little unwell for a while, but finally turned away and didn't dare to look at him. He lay on his arm without a quilt all night.

Lu Ziqing had the needle for three days in a row, and every time he got the needle, he was surrounded by a group of people, as if they were expecting that he would suddenly become normal after the next needle, but the fact disappointed them. That two-and-a-half-year-old Lu Ziqing was foolishly lost.

Shen Changge was the worst. Ouyang Yixian also told him directly that Lu Ziqing's injury was not serious at all, and there was no sign of poisoning after being checked. These were not the reasons why he became stupid, so staying and continuing treatment would not help. .

"Maybe it will be better tomorrow, maybe it won't be better for the rest of my life." In the end, Ouyang Yixian put away the acupuncture bag, and said slowly, with a very sure tone.

Even though he was a little disappointed with the result, Shen Changge still stepped forward to thank him sincerely.

Since even the Immortal Doctor said so, he decided to continue to take care of his younger brother with convenience. Maybe there will be surprises on the way?

"Brother Shen, don't worry, Aqiao will be fine." He Xiangxiang saw that his complexion was not good, so he took the opportunity to comfort him softly.

In the end, she lost face and came in, but it seemed that the people here were all around Lu Ziqing, and no one paid attention to her at all, especially Shen Changge, whose attitude towards her was not indifferent.

Shen Changge hummed lightly, and didn't look back at her, but walked towards Zhou Yuanjin and Zhou Yitong who were sitting at the table, and started talking to them.

Zhou Yuanjin made gestures with his hands to ask a few questions from time to time, Shen Changge's face was gentle, and he answered very patiently.

Seeing this, He Xiangxiang stomped his feet resentfully, with a look of resentment and jealousy on his beautiful face.

But after a while, Shen Changge followed Ouyang Yixian to get the medicine, and He Xiangxiang also left the room without knowing what to do. Zhou Yitong looked back at Lu Ziqing, who was leaning on the bed frame and biting the corner of his clothes boredly, and was about to lean over. Murong Cheng and Qin Yuheng came in through the door together.

Holding a red brocade box in his hand, Murong Cheng walked towards Lu Ziqing in a straight and unhurried pace.

Sitting down beside Lu Ziqing, Murong Cheng handed the box to Lu Ziqing, "Ziqing, this is what I promised you."

Although Murong Cheng already knew that his name was "Shen Qiao", he still didn't change his name, and he was used to calling him Ziqing all the time.

Lu Ziqing opened his mouth, and the corner of his wet clothes that had been bitten slipped down. He straightened up slightly, his dark eyes rolled, took the box given by Murong Cheng, and opened it for a look.

Inside is a milky white plant with five leaves in total. The texture of the leaves is very special, and it looks like feathers at first glance.

White Crow Grass, although Lu Ziqing at this moment didn't know what it was, but his subconscious mind was too strong, knowing that it should be accepted, he didn't refuse, closed the box and hugged it in his arms, obediently said thank you.

Murong Cheng looked at him deeply for a while, then suddenly put his hand on Lu Ziqing's shoulder, and asked softly: "Ziqing, why don't you just stay here, there are delicious and interesting things, and Yuheng, He will play with you, and I will be here too, how about it?"

His words were too long, Lu Ziqing seemed to be unable to understand, and finally just looked at him firmly and said: "I only want my brother."

Murong Cheng smiled helplessly. In fact, he had expected this result a long time ago. He patted Lu Ziqing's shoulder lightly, staring at him with black eyes and sighing sadly, "Then I hope you can get it soon." Recovery, think of my friend as soon as possible. I hope... we will have the opportunity to meet often in the future."

Lu Ziqing nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"Oh, oh, oh." Qin Yuheng couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "Brother, this is the first time I see you like this, so reluctant. I have never seen you so reluctant to me."

Murong Cheng still smiled faintly, but did not answer, his heart felt a little sour.

The sourness is probably because I regarded Ziqing as a sincere friend when I first saw him, and wanted to make friends with him, but Ziqing forgot him for various reasons, making him just a passer-by in life. All regret and sadness.

Finally, Murong Cheng couldn't help but hugged Lu Ziqing and gave him a gentle hug. Lu Ziqing leaned into his arms and rested his chin on his shoulders, his eyes flickering, the black pupils were round and bright.

Seeing Zhou Yitong who was staring at this side with an unkind face, Lu Ziqing chuckled, but Zhou Yitong's face was as sinking as water, and he ignored his smirk at all.

Murong Cheng quickly let Lu Ziqing go, patted him on the shoulder again, stood up and lightly raised his wide sleeves, turned around and walked out, with a spring-like smile on his lips, as if he didn't notice the icy cold road behind him. prickly sight.

Qin Yuheng smiled again and took a can of sugar to lure Lu Ziqing. Lu Ziqing was already a little tsundere, and he was not fooled at all. After swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, he resolutely refused. Qin Yuheng was very frustrated, holding his sugar can gone.

Zhou Yuanjin looked at Lu Ziqing with big eyes, and then at his brother. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind like a lightning strike—she seems a little redundant now?

So she gestured to Zhou Yitong to go out and make a pot of tea, and ran out with her skirt in her arms.

Immediately, only Lu Ziqing and Zhou Yitong were left in the room.

Lu Ziqing made a purring sound, and boredly opened and closed the box in his hand, opened and closed it again.

Zhou Yitong stepped forward and pressed his hand that was about to close the lid again, and glanced inward.

"White Crow Grass?" Because he had seen the blueprint, Zhou Yitong recognized it at a glance. This made him even more suspicious. Murong Cheng gave such a precious thing just by saying it?