I am old and weak, but I am

It took several days for the marks on Ji Fu's face to fade away, but the culprit disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared before.

It was Ji Fu who was sitting in the clinic that day, and just after he prescribed a prescription for a patient, there was a commotion outside, vaguely hearing the words "jump the queue", etc. After a while, he quieted down again, and a tall man walked in.

He has a sharp-edged face, deep eyes, a high nose bridge like a mountain, thick and sexy lips... three-dimensional facial features, and clear outlines.

A fine attire covered his bronze-colored skin and wrapped his strong muscles, but it couldn't hide his roughness and wildness, like a leopard with its sharp claws on the grassland.

Ji Fu glanced at him indifferently, then withdrew his gaze.

The man sat down unceremoniously, his falcon-like eyes fell on the boy, as if looking at something rare, "Little doctor, please show me the injury."

A doctor is a doctor, he just wanted to add the word "small", and he pronounced the word hard, as if it had some other meaning.

Ji Fu's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he really didn't see where he was injured.

The man seemed to see what he was thinking, and slowly explained: "A few days ago, I was bitten by a kitten, and the pain was unbearable."

This is eloquent.

Ji Fu looked at his intact tiger's mouth, was speechless for a moment, raised his eyes and bumped into his smiling pupils, undercurrents surged.

Hey, hey, hey.

Something hits a man's heart.

"How to fix this?" He took the initiative to ask, his eyes were still staring at the young man, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

The system rubbed secretly and said: "Dear, he is coveting your beauty."

"Shut up." Ji Fu angered it, "Is this the hidden mission you mentioned?"

The system felt guilty, "Ahaha."

Ji Fu: "Hehe."

He drove away the system and wrote with a blank expression.

The man came up to look shamelessly, and saw Ji Fuxing wrote a few words in a smooth manner——

Treat the brain first.

The man was startled, but he didn't even feel angry. He even smiled, "Then the little doctor will prescribe the medicine."

Ji Fu really gave him a prescription for nourishing the brain, the man took the paper, gently dried the ink, and looked at every word, feeling kind and lovely.

"Thank you." He left the consultation fee, took a deep look at the young and beautiful doctor, and said with a smile, "We will meet again."

The man left Ji Fu with a chic and arrogant back, which makes it really difficult to connect him with another person.

The system followed for a while and asked incomprehensibly, "Dear, why are you unhappy?"

Isn't it the happiest thing in the world to bring people back from the dead?

Ji Fu seemed too lazy to answer its question, "There is no reason."

The system talked again: "It's because Manu lost his memory..."

He was interrupted by Ji Fu before he finished speaking, "Manu is dead."

Manu who lost his memory, not Manu.

He's just an ordinary man, that's all.

***

"Ninth Prince, I finally found you!" Daxia envoy was sweating profusely, "The time to enter the palace is coming, let's go!"

"What's the rush?" The man called the Ninth Prince folded the prescription he just got, put it away, and then continued to walk forward casually.

The minister couldn't help sighing, he didn't know what the Ninth Prince was thinking, he insisted on following the mission to Dayun Dynasty, saying that something important was left here and he wanted to find it.

But when he came here, he didn't do business all day long, and even broke into the palace at night, and was almost regarded as a thief. Fortunately, he was not recognized, otherwise he would really be ashamed of Daxia.

There is no serious prince, and I don't know why His Majesty loves this prince who was picked up halfway so much.

That's right, the Ninth Prince was brought back to Daxia.

Yunxia Tongshang, a Daxia businessman on his way back, caught a man in the river by chance, and then saw a special mark on his body——

The unique royal imprint of Daxia, the pattern that every royal child will be tattooed upon birth.

The businessman saw that his body was full of blood holes, and it was estimated that he could not be saved. He was about to push him into the river to feed the fish, but he saw this mark and immediately contacted the royal family.

Emperor Daxia personally confirmed that this person was the Ninth Prince who had been lost since he was a child, and ordered people to treat him with all his strength, and finally snatched his life back from the hands of Hades after going through all kinds of hardships.

Since then, Daxia has had a mighty Ninth Prince, Xie He.

Xie He was not interested in Dayun Dynasty's palace banquet, it was completely done as a task, and went through a cutscene with other princes, without any intention of competing for the limelight.

On the second day, he went to the medical center to look for Ji Fu again, but was told that Ji Fu was not in today, so he logically went to Ji Fu's residence.

Ji Fu was not surprised by his arrival, so there was not much surprise on his face.

"It seems that you knew I would come." Xie He felt as if he was in his own home as soon as he entered the room, and he was more at ease than Ji Fu, the master, "Does this count as a tacit understanding?"

Obviously they have only met twice, but Xie He always feels that he and Ji Fu have known each other for a long time, without any sense of strangeness.

This point, he felt it on the night of the first meeting, so he couldn't help but come to Ji Fu again and again.

He really wanted to know, would Ji Fu feel the same as him?

"Did we know each other before?"

Finally Xie He couldn't help asking this question, but Ji Fu shook his head indifferently.

He was not disappointed, "Then I know you now, my name is Xie He. Little doctor, what's your name?"

Ji Fu ignored him, just sat down and poured a cup of tea.

Xie He didn't care, picked up a lot of things in his hands, and said solemnly, "Thank you for the prescription, little doctor. I came to the door today to express my thanks."

Ji Fu glanced, and everything was not cheap.

This guy is rich, and looking at his clothes, he seems to have a high status.

Looking at him, Ji Fu felt uncomfortable.

He confiscated these things and issued an order to evict the guests.

Who knew that Xie He's face changed as soon as he walked to the door, and suddenly he fell down clutching his heart, looking sick.

Ji Fu was also bewildered by this incident, his face changed slightly, and after realizing it, he stepped forward without thinking, and squatted down to check.

Soon, his expression calmed down.

This man is feigning illness.

And knowing that he saw it, he continued to pretend shamelessly, "Little doctor, what's wrong with me? Why is my heart hurting?"

Ji Fu's heart is not fluctuating, watching him act.

The man, who was stronger than a bear, pretended to be weak, "It seems that I won't be able to leave for a while, and I ask the little doctor to show kindness and take me in."

He knew that he couldn't speak, so he played tricks, "If you don't speak, then you agree by default."

Ji Fu: "..."

It turned out to be waiting for him here.

System: "Oh, Houhou is so scheming."

Xie He stayed so shamelessly, and Ji Fu couldn't drive him away even if he wanted to. Fortunately, the existence of a man was not so unbearable to him.

Even daily life is much more convenient than before.

For example, Xie He would chop firewood and boil water for him, cook and sweep the floor, dry herbs and pound concoction...

Ji Fu never expected that he would be so conscious.

Not only did he not expect, Xie He also did not expect that he would do so much work, he just saw Ji Fu's hands and couldn't help but do it for him, as if it was an instinct.

In his heart, there is a thought deeply rooted——

How can Ji Fu work?

It took him several days to realize that he was here to date, not to be a servant!After all, he is also the Ninth Prince of Daxia, how could he do these things?

Xie He decided to strike.

Ji Fu happened to come out with a bucket.

The man's body was faster than his brain, he walked up to Ji Fu, took the bucket, and went to fetch water very consciously.

Xie He: "..."

No, that's not my real thought.

Why is this body so servile to Ji Fu?

But Ji Fu didn't care what he was thinking, he just did what he had to do, and went to the clinic to see a doctor as usual.

Seeing the patients lined up one after another, Xie He frowned, feeling very uncomfortable, especially when Ji Fu was treating others.

"Doctor, I've been dizzy and weak lately..." A young scholar stared at Ji Fu's exquisite face, blushed unconsciously, and didn't even know what he was talking about.

"Ahem." Xie He coughed heavily.

The scholar woke up in an instant, met the man's menacing gaze, his scalp went numb, and he hesitated to find an excuse to run away.

Ji Fu looked helplessly at a certain man who scared away the patient.

Xie He acted as if nothing had happened, but roared like a lion in his heart.

These people who came to Ji Fu for medical treatment were not for medical treatment at all, but coveted his beauty!

At this time, the Ninth Prince had long forgotten that he was exactly the same as these people before, and even worse.

Ever since, every time it was Ji Fu's turn to sit in the hall, a strange scene would appear at the entrance of the medical hall.

The man as tall as a mountain stood at the door like a gatekeeper. He looked fierce, but he didn't threaten any of the people. Instead, he was—

Send money.

"See a doctor? Go to another place." Xie He was like a boy who wasted money, he insisted on using money to push the people who came to Ji Fu to see a doctor to other places for treatment.

Hospital owner: I thank you.

Ji Fuzheng wondered why there was no one there today, so he saw Xie He lifted the curtain and walked in, sat opposite him, "I am the only patient today."

Ji Fu: "..."

Said he was sick, but Xie He was really sick.

He had been seriously injured, and managed to save his life, but he suffered from many dark illnesses, which were difficult to recuperate.

But for Ji Fu, it is not difficult.

It is rare for him to be kind enough to give acupuncture and moxibustion to the target.

Unexpectedly, Xie He refused without hesitation. At first, Ji Fu thought that he didn't believe in his medical skills, but later found out that this guy was afraid that he would take off his clothes.

As if afraid of what he might do to him.

Ji Fu was about to laugh angrily, and originally planned to give up, but at this moment, he was rebellious and refused to let him take it off, so he insisted on taking it off.

"You are such a refined person, why do you still do it?" Xie He was worried about the delicate little doctor, and was taken advantage of by the other party without realizing it, and tore off one side of his clothes, revealing his shoulder with scars.