Time-traveling Famous Doctors Are Hard to Find

When Song Mingzhe woke up, it took him a long time to figure out what was going on with him. He had a headache, his back was sore, and a certain part of his lower body that shouldn't hurt was particularly painful. His body was wrapped in the clothes that Xiao Yuchun obviously wore yesterday.He pressed his sore forehead, trying to rewind and recall what happened before the fragmentation last night.Uh, on the roof, they sang, danced and played games on other people's roofs, and stepped on many tiles. Finally, the boss who couldn't stand it threw back a few broken tiles with darts, and after hitting them a few times, they finally became honest.Then it seemed that he followed Xiao Yuchun home?No, I insisted on tugging at his neckline, not letting go no matter how much I coaxed him.After that, I seemed to be gnawing on the pig's trotters again, and suddenly came alive while gnawing on the pig's trotters, and gnawed on myself instead?

Song Mingzhe supported his waist, burst into cold sweat, what did he do last night, pulled Xiao Yuchun and refused to let go, then gnawed on him desperately, groped on his well-developed chest muscles, took the opportunity to eat tofu, it was clearly a hot girl stalking a man, sitting on the ground The desire to suck soil is dissatisfied, and the following plot is just like what Song Mingzhe's little cousin demonstrated with steak and a knife and fork in Pizza Hut. "Just like this fork pierces the steak, Xiaogong treats Xiaoshou like this, this way!" Song Mingzhe looked at the half-cooked steak twisting into various coquettish shapes on the plate with a little disgust, silently in his heart To complain that someone would play with their own food like this.Song Mingzhe never imagined that one day he would become the protagonist of a pure love novel, just like he never imagined that he would do a vigorous piston movement with a man in his two lifetimes.

The heart is in a mess, the heart is in a mess, it seems that there are countless balloons exploding in the chest, and it is like a trickle of water circling in the depths, I don't know whether I like it or not, smelling the coat of Xiao Yuchun in my hand, it is the smell of tea that I like, There was a reassuring sense of familiarity.

Xiao Yuchun walked on the corridor anxiously, wondering whether to knock on the door and go in, and he had expressed his intentions a few times, but Song Mingzhe was like an elm lump, he didn't know what to do!Xiao Yuchun licked his lips, pondering over his words, my dear, last night you went berserk after drinking, pushed me down on the bed, and made me want everything I want. The meat couldn't hold back his mouth, and he even took two or three mouthfuls. Now I'm very happy, I want to come in and ask if you are happy?

Xiao Yuchun rubbed his toes against the ground, hesitated for a while, washed away the absurdity of last night, and regained his sanity a little bit.First, I shouldn’t take advantage of him when he’s not awake. Second, I shouldn’t express my intentions in advance. Now I don’t know how he sees me. Even if there is a way to cut off one's righteousness, there is a saying.Just as Xiao Yuchun was busy listing one, two, three, four, five in his heart, and was about to make an eloquent statement, the door in front of him opened with a creak, and Song Mingzhe, who was dressed neatly, walked out.

"you…"

"you…"

"I actually..."

"I really…"

The two people spoke in unison and stared at each other for a moment, speechless. Song Mingzhe, who was still hot-skinned, looked down at his toes, "Come in and talk."

Xiao Yuchun hummed softly and followed into the door.

"I'm really sorry about what happened last night." Xiao Yuchun sat beside the stiff Song Mingzhe, seeing his buttocks just touching the chair, and then the conditioned reflex lifted up, and he sat down slowly, feeling a pang of pity in his heart.

"It's nothing, a slap can't make a sound. It was the same at the beginning. I lost my composure first." Song Mingzhe put his hands on the table. He had beautiful hands with well-proportioned bones and slender fingers.Xiao Yuchun restrained his urge to touch these hands and put them on his lips to kiss.

"Then, shall we still be good brothers in the future?" Song Mingzhe suddenly sniffed, looked up at Xiao Yuchun, and mustered up the little bit of courage left in his heart.

"Of course." Song Mingzhe didn't see the disappointment that flashed in Xiao Yuchun's eyes, and he got an almost affirmative answer. Song Mingzhe was like a rabbit in a panic, running away from the door, tripping over the threshold and not even picking up a shoe in time , limping away.

Xiao Yuchun picked up the shoes on the ground and held them in the palm of his hand. A feeling of loss suddenly struck, densely packed like spider silk, wrapping the whole atrium so that he couldn't move.

A loud thunder exploded in the sky, vendors on both sides set up oil-paper umbrellas one after another, pedestrians without umbrellas on the road also quickened their pace, Song Mingzhe who was running was not so eye-catching.

The rain was very cold, and the top of the head and the heart seemed to be poured with cold water, from the back of the spinal cord to the heel. Fortunately, the foot without shoes was thick and the winter socks were not too abrasive.Song Mingzhe raised his head, letting the rain hit his face and body, his body was numb to the touch, his face was cold, and only the body movements of running wildly could prove his true self.Song Mingzhe ran in the rain with his eyes closed, bringing up large areas of muddy water that bloomed along the road. The capital is so windy in winter, the dust under the ground has been washed away by the heavy rain, right?

When Song Mingzhe returned home, he was so unlucky that he was wet from head to toe.My aunt scolded herself without panting, while skillfully operating through the door remotely to let me change the wet clothes in the room and hand them to her.Song Mingzhe rubbed his face, took off his clothes tremblingly, and sneezed loudly twice.

"Brother has caught a cold, take off your clothes quickly, and I'll go to the back kitchen to make some ginger soup for you to drive away the cold." Aunt's complaint can be heard through the door, "What's going on this year? Yes, it was fine yesterday, but it rains so much today, this is not a good sign."

In the room without lights, Song Mingzhe leaned his back against the door, imagining his aunt shaking his head, and probably looking for a temple to burn incense and pray for blessings. Sure enough, middle-aged women are powerful propagators of superstition.He grinned, covering his face with his hands, letting himself be alone in a quiet room.

If you don’t die, you won’t die. However, there are always a lot of people trying to succeed. Song Mingzhe is one of the vast crowds. In winter, it rains, and he didn’t do a good job to keep warm. Song Mingzhe has always been in good health since time travel. Finally suffering from a cold, I once suspected that I was the one with strong limbs and a simple mind, but now I finally justified myself, but everything is a little subtle.

Although Xiao Yuchun asked Xifeng to bring some food and entertainment behind his back, he never showed up.Song Mingzhe became more and more angry. Damn, I was slept by you, and I didn't show any signs when I was sick. I really know you with a pair of blind eyes!Poor Xiao Yuchun was wronged, obviously you ran away without a shadow, so why don't you give others a chance to explain your love?

Song Mingzhe has always been in good health. Recently, he has been frightened and feared that his spirit is not as good as before. After the heavy rain, he continued to take medicine intermittently. After drinking three or five medicines, he didn't mean to recover. He also had symptoms of coughing, which may be a long-term illness. the meaning of.

That day Song Mingzhe was burned out, groggy and didn't know the time, woke up feeling thirsty, called Malt twice, but no one responded, wrapped himself in the quilt and rubbed against the window, looked out the window, trying to catch one or two strong men to serve him Tea is poured.Unexpectedly, I saw my grandfather sitting in front of the small stove for boiling medicine with a fan, dozing off after a while.

Song Mingzhe's nose felt sore for a moment. His grandfather was old enough to be a blessed ancestor in other people's homes.As for my own family, my father and uncle died young, my grandfather was still the pillar of the family, Ganbao was still young, and my aunt was a girl, and I still had to worry about my ineffective grandson.Song Mingzhe laughed silently, tears streaming down his face with a smile, with such a family, what could he not be satisfied with?

Old Man Song dozed off and found himself wearing an old cloak of unknown age. He rubbed his dim old eyes, and Maiya was sorting the herbs in the back. Ganbao went to school in the afternoon and never came home. Who could it be?He touched the raw edge of the cloak, and he remembered that it was bought for himself by the pocket money that his grandson had saved for a long time in the past year, and he was reluctant to wear it all the time.His rough hands touched the fine lines of the cloak, as if stroking some rare treasure.

Maybe it was the right medicine, or maybe Song Mingzhe's mind was not so serious, and gradually improved after the twelfth lunar month, his body gradually recovered, and finally caught up with seeing He Zhuzhu off.

Before seeing him off, Song Mingzhe wandered to Xunhua Xiaozhu, wanting to find a professional to analyze his relationship problems, even if he had an audience to confide in.He straightened his clothes and solemnly knocked on the door three times.

The one who came out to open the door wasn't even Shuang'er who was always picking on her, but a little girl who had never seen her with her hair tied up.Song Mingzhe took three steps back, looked at the couplet pasted next to the door and the lifelike stone carving of a pug lying on the door, that's right.

"Excuse me, is Miss Linglong here?" He was afraid of scaring the little girl, so he deliberately changed his tone of affection for young patients, with an honest and honest appearance.

The little girl rubbed her eyes, her laziness skills were forcibly interrupted, "Miss Linglong's life contract has expired, she moved away early, mother asked me to watch the house."

Song Mingzhe's heart tightened, and he quickly leaned over and asked, "Do you know where she has gone? Is there anything left?" The person who had agreed to study Master Xu Xiaoyuan's paintings before just left.

The little girl blinked her eyes, as if she didn't know her status, she almost gnawed her fingers in her mouth, and said in a vague tone, "It seems that she has gone back to her hometown. I heard that many of her precious jewelry have been divided among the sisters who are usually good friends. Yan Sisters and the others have been sad for Linglong's departure for a long time." When it came to Jingui jewelry, the little girl looked excited and eager to try, obviously regarded Linglong as her idol and the goal of her efforts.

Song Mingzhe was taken aback for a moment, "Miss Linglong, there is only one word left behind." Song Mingzhe didn't have too much expectation for the small probability of leaving a few words, after all, no matter how clever Linglong is, she can't leave her behind. It may be possible to figure out who will come to find Hua Xiaozhu to find her.

Unexpectedly, the little girl scratched the back of her head, and said slowly, "Yes, Miss Linglong said, if anyone comes to ask her if she has left a message, tell that person, when the flowers are worth it, you have to wait for nothing." The flowers are empty and the branches are broken." The little girl has a good memory, and she actually articulated the rather awkward words clearly.

When Song Mingzhe heard this, he lowered his head and thought over these two sentences for a long time. The little girl who guarded the door got impatient and slammed the door hard on his face before waking up.He rubbed his bruised nose and walked back dejectedly, feeling more and more wrong along the way.Finding Xunhua Xiaozhu by myself is obviously an uncertain event with a small probability, and triggering a message is also a very common code. Almost everyone who comes to find Linglong girl will ask this question. This sentence is probably not reserved for myself. of!But, are these two sentences implying something to him? After all, Linglong also noticed the several contacts between him and Xiao Yuchun.

Song Mingzhe looked up at the apricot tree climbing out of the wall of Xunhua Xiaozhu, thinking that when the apricot blossoms bloom next year, which beautiful woman will live here?

Outside the Ten Mile Pavilion.

He Zhuzhu didn't get out of the car, partly because there were so many outside men, and partly because of her rough nerves, the first time she left home was a long journey, she cried so much at home, and now her eyes were red and swollen and she was still sobbing. Sorry to meet people.

General Xiao Gu put on a military uniform. Apart from his heroic spirit, he looked like he had a killing spirit and a tiger-wolf attitude. Only such an imposing son deserved the praise of the half-city women in Kyoto.

"Definitely live up to expectations." He raised his chin high and made a solemn promise to Xiao Yuchun.

"Take care." Xiao Yuchun nodded slightly, and saw Song Mingzhe who was half a step behind him from the side, covered by his wide sleeves, flicked his sleeves, and held Song Mingzhe's hand in his own.

Song Mingzhe felt the warmth of Xiao Yuchun's palm in a daze, it was so kind, he even forgot where he was, and just wanted to be held by him all the time.

"Ahem," General Gu is not a blind man with his eyes open. It is said that raids and assassinations in his barracks are always counted. If there is no reaction to this, the grass on his grave will reach his waist.

"You should also pay attention, I am afraid that the future in Beijing will not be peaceful." General Xiao Gu restrained his jokes, and answered with a serious face.

"Let's see the trick and break it down." Xiao Yuchun looked calm and composed.

Song Mingzhe was clever, watching Ruowu around him concentrating on the sleeves where he and Xiao Yuchun intersected, he came to his senses, he remembered the Shanghai consul who married his colleague in his previous life, he remembered the colorful rainbow carnival in the corrupt country, and remembered The couple rushing back and forth for a piece of paper thought of Xiao Yuchun's wife and children at home, the scorching temperature in his eyes cooled down little by little, and he kept trying to break his hand out of Xiao Yuchun's palm little by little.Xiao Yuchun was surprised at first, but after realizing it, he exerted a lot of strength, trying to stop himself from breaking free.

Song Mingzhe shook his head, and finally pulled out his hand, Xiao Yuchun turned his head and smiled wryly at himself, with a blazing heat in his eyes that Song Mingzhe couldn't understand.Song Mingzhe swallowed the bitterness in his mouth, and rounded up a few words on the scene, at least he didn't let the farewell scene become cold.

"Heart beating in panic, lost in the wilderness at a loss, I ran into Xiao Yuchun in this life, and I was a little happy for him..."

If you want to know what's going on, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down. In the next chapter, I will appear on the stage after this party sings, and the green ghost is rumored to be flustered.