He stole my golden finger [Quick Transmigration]

Died, and then passed through——Jing Xi said: This can be!

But dressed as a boy with a broken leg, this is a bit of a dog_(:зゝ∠)_

Jing Xi was very conflicted. Although he said he wanted to live a life like a fool, it was because he was not really a fool. He had a healthy body and sound limbs, and had a backup plan to run away if he found something was wrong.

Of course, his leg was broken, and his muscles and bones were injured for a hundred days. What if he was exposed during the process?How can you run away?

If someone slaps you, you can only stay where you are and wait for the second slap. He is facing such a cruel tragedy. TAT has the urge to swallow the jade pendant again in an instant.

Jing Xi asked the sky silently in his heart, and after trying to calm down, he thought comfortingly, it should be regarded as the price of time travel.But the wound was too painful, and he desperately hoped that it would be great if his ability was still there.

In her previous life, the supernatural power that Jing Xi aroused while running for her life was very nanny... that's right, it was a healing supernatural power.

This ability is not bad, if it is in a team battle, then it is quite important as a backup force.The problem was that he was fighting alone, so he seemed useless.After all, compared to being injured and then healing himself, he must still prefer abilities that can protect himself from injuries.

But now that Jing Xi regretted it, he shouldn't dislike his supernatural powers. He is a masculine man, and if he has milk, he is a mother.He once obviously had milk, but he disliked himself as a mother TAT with the idea of ​​not giving up. Jing Xi spread his palms and tried to activate the supernatural powers in his body. I don't know if it was an illusion. There is a slight burning sensation.

He was delighted, it felt familiar, every time he healed himself.

Although it is a little weaker now, it shows that his ability has not disappeared.

He was relieved by this discovery.

Luliu next to him saw their Young Master Xi staring at her legs, feeling unaware of how uncomfortable it was, a flash of distress flashed in his eyes, and interrupted him in order to keep him from thinking wildly: "Master Xi, drink your medicine, It will be more bitter when it’s cold, aren’t you most afraid of suffering?”

The original owner is afraid of hardship... and then inferred from Luliu's close but not overstepping attitude, the original owner should be a spoiled young master who is a bit arrogant but has no bad intentions?

Jing Xi was silent for a while, and after a while he looked at Lu Liu, his voice was very low, and the sound quality was the bright tone of a teenager, but it was slightly hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time: "Did I drink the medicine, I... Will it be all right?"

In fact, Jing Xi really wanted to ask "is his leg disabled", but he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so he should say less for now.

From the perspective of Luliu, in their eyes, Master Jingxi, who has always been carefree, is obviously fragile at this moment. His beautiful and bright face is extremely pale, and there is a cautious look in his clear and clear eyes. Temptation, she was obviously very scared, but she was very stubborn and tried to suppress it, and she couldn't help but feel shivering when she saw it.

#On the beauty of brain supplement#

After straightening the quilt that had slipped down for him, Lu Liu pretended to be relaxed and replied: "Yes, the doctor said, as long as Master Xi takes the medicine obediently, he will recover soon."

"How fast?"

Luliu smiled: "Is Master Xi afraid of the eldest lady and Lord Hou in Shengjing? Before you woke up, the master received the news that the eldest lady and Lord Hou had sent to welcome the young master. I guess You will see him in another ten and a half months."

Jing Xi: "..." It's over, it's time to dress up.

Who are these people? He doesn't know any of them, okay?

Before Jing Xi could finish lamenting her fate, the door of the room was pushed open again, and with a deep voice, two tall and straight men strode in.

"Yuan Bao, are you awake? How do you feel? Tell uncle, is there any discomfort?"

The man who spoke was the man walking in the front. He was tall and slender, estimated to be over 1.9 meters tall. He was wearing a black brocade robe. His long ink-like hair was tied up by a hosta, revealing his full forehead and handsome and arrogant face. The facial features, coupled with the thunderous loud voice, have a strong sense of presence.

Because of her guilty conscience, Jing Xi called out "Uncle" and stopped talking.

Hearing it in Song Qinghui's ears, Jing Xi felt aggrieved.He quickened his pace, came to sit down on the chair in front of Jingxi's bed, raised his hand and patted Jingxi's shoulder, and said in a heavy but firm tone: "Yuanbao, don't be sad. Uncle will definitely find someone to heal you Your leg... and those who hurt you, uncle will definitely not let you go!"

Jing Xi: "..." Foot bean sack, this sounds a bit too informative.

Recalling the scene he encountered when he first passed through, and combined with the words of his uncle now, Jing Xi just felt a sense of shit - he was not so miserable that he was chased and killed in the last days, and he would be hunted down even after crossing. Hunt down?

Jing Xi couldn't bear to think too much, at this time the man in white who was standing behind also spoke.His face is [-]% similar to the previous one, but he looks younger and gentler, with a strong smell of books lingering around him, the two should be brothers without a doubt.

Song Qingyao said: "Brother, let Dr. Sun give Yuan Bao a pulse first, he is already waiting outside."

"Second brother is right, look at my memory!" Song Qinghui patted his forehead, and then he realized that he quickly called for someone, "Hurry up and invite Dr. Sun!"

The servants hurriedly followed suit.

Dr. Sun is an old man in his 50s, wearing a gray robe, with white hair, gentle eyes, and a kind face, which is the kind of appearance that is easy to win the favor of patients.

Withdrawing his pulse-detecting finger, he saluted the man standing beside him: "Master Song, the head injury of Young Master Yuan is nothing serious. Although the pulse condition is still a little weak, Young Master Yuan is in good health. As long as he takes good care of himself, recover quickly..."

At the end, he hesitated to speak, Song Qingyao's eyes flashed, and he pulled Song Qinghui's sleeve calmly, restraining his urge to say something, and then took a step forward with a smile: "Thank you, Doctor Sun!" , Brother, you stay here with Yuan Bao, and I will take Dr. Sun out."

There is a secret!

Jing Xi is a little anxious, Nima hates the kind of terminally ill people who know about it but keep it from the client. He also has the right to know, okay?

In desperation, Jing Xi grabbed Dr. Sun's clothes, with such force that Dr. Sun, who was about to step up, staggered and almost fell down!Looking at the eyes of the people in the previous room, Jing Xi firmly demanded: "If you have anything to say, just say it here, I want to know!"

His tone was strong and persistent, coupled with his firm eyes, there was a sense of undeniable refusal, and his imposing manner made Song Qinghui and his brother stunned.

After a while, Song Qinghui, who had a more straightforward temper, looked at him with complicated eyes but gratified, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, Yuan Bao has grown up, so it's up to you."

Dr. Sun brushed his beard, and said kindly: "Young Master Yuan's head injury is indeed nothing serious, but his leg injury is a bit troublesome. The calf bone of his right leg is broken into many pieces. I am not sure how to make it completely. recovery……"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present fell silent.

Dr. Sun is a well-known benevolent doctor in Yunyang, and his ancestors were even imperial physicians. His medical skills have been passed down for several generations. In addition, he has decades of experience in practicing medicine. He is already the best doctor in Yunyang.

He said that he was not sure, which also means...Jing Xi is likely to become a cripple.

Unlike other people with heavy faces, Jing Xi looked thoughtful. He understood Dr. Sun’s meaning, comminuted fractures, it’s not a piece of cake to treat them with supernatural powers... Cough, although he Now having the ability is the same as not having it, but the future is long.

The problem is, if even the best doctor says it can't be cured, but one day he is cured...how will he explain it to everyone?

Or does he have to pretend to be a cripple all his life?

After seeing Dr. Sun off, Song Qingyao came back and saw Jing Xi's head bowed and motionless, thinking that he was suffering because he couldn't accept it, and he was very sad in his heart.

Thinking of the elder sister who loves Jingxi so far away in Shengjing, Song Qingyao only feels heavier.

The two brothers took turns to comfort Jing Xi in a low voice. Of course they were the ones who said that Jing Xi only listened silently. He told him to rest well before leaving the room one after another.

When she was finally alone in the room, Jing Xi hurriedly entered the space with concentration.Seeing this garbage dump-like scene again, Jing Xi couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth again even though she had seen it once.

People get a space, either there is a spiritual spring, or the land is fertile, no matter how bad it is, they can purify themselves, but when they come to him, no matter how you look at it, they are cheating.

Jing Xi, who was in a particularly upset mood, picked up the torn book at his feet and flipped through it. After finding that it was a useless book on economics, she threw it away in disgust: "What a piece of crap."

Young master, he is a half-trained antique appreciator, so he can't understand this boring stuff.

Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard a soft and waxy child's voice with anger coming from behind: "Don't throw my things away!"

Jing Xi paused, turned around slowly with 12 points of vigilance, and after looking around calmly, Jing Xi, who did not find half a figure, finally looked at the book in mid-air—the one that was handed over by him. The lost book.

Jing Xi blinked, and realized that it wasn't his own hallucination, so he was strangely silent.

The book on the opposite side of "Cultivate into a Master" seems to dislike that he is not shocking enough. The pages of the book flying in the air clattered forward a few pages, and circled around Jingxi twice, with a tone that did not show timidity at all. He asked in a particularly straightforward tone: "You picked me up?"

The corner of Jing Xi's mouth twitched, and she suddenly calmed down: "It's not just you, I picked up everything in here."

The book fell to the ground with a slap, and then Jing Xi appeared behind him in unison, saying, "I know."

Jing Xi then turned around, and this time the thing flying in mid-air turned into that shriveled... shit.

Shit said: "When you picked me up, I was in a weak period and couldn't communicate with you."

Jing Xi: "..."

It doesn't feel so sour to talk to a piece of shit.

However, Jing Xi could still hear the information in the other party's words. He looked at the other party thoughtfully, and half-suspected, "You... are the master of this space?"

"...No, I'm not." It got tired of playing with shit, and turned into a withered branch, floating unsteadily in front of Jing Xi, "My body is the space you mentioned. "

Jing Xi was taken aback: "You mean, you are a consciousness of this space?"

Everything has animism, and Jing Xi is not at all surprised that space, which is a treasure, can have its own consciousness.

...It's just that this aesthetic is too weird.

The spatial consciousness that turned into a broken washbasin rolled around on the ground a few times: "You can call me Xiaojiu."

Jing Xi always felt that something was weird, he silently stared at the washbasin with a big hole in it: "You sent me here?"

The other party snorted: "Otherwise, what do you think?"

From this little boy, Jing Xi finally confirmed that his time travel was indeed done by the other party, because he swallowed the jade pendant into his throat, causing his soul to merge with the space, so he could enter it.

"In other words, I can take out the things in the space?"

"...Well, that's right." The little kid who was attached to a broken doll again said a little reluctantly.

Jing Xi raised her eyebrows and didn't ask any more questions, but she was already overjoyed——

Everything in the space is mine now!It's all mine!My my my!

I really picked up the treasure hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...

A space connected with his mind: "..."

Damn mental retardation!