The Lord God of Quick Wear Self-Saving Action

He Yunzheng took a closer look at the condition of his body. The detection system of 001 was running at high speed, and the dark green data circulated along the blood vessels. He already knew what was going on with this body.

Weaknesses brought about from birth, in other words, are congenital deficiencies, deficient internal organs, and weakness of muscles and bones.If he had just been born and been treated carefully with good medicine, there is still a possibility of recovery. However, the siblings have been poor for a long time, even if He Baijia desperately tried to fill the medicine jar, it still didn't work. Can make him feel better.

However, if He Yunzheng was an ordinary person, he might have to wait for his blood to run out, but now he has 001, and he himself is a peerless doctor. As long as there is a suitable medicine to restore this body to health, it is only a matter of time.Being able to cure this weak disease can be regarded as the fulfillment of He Yunzheng's wish that he never dared to dream about since he was a child.

The problem now is that although he can read a few words, he doesn't know the medicine of this world.And these words were only taught to him by He Baijia in fear that he would be bored, just to let him pass the time by reading a few idle books in his spare time.

He Yunzheng himself didn't have the idea of ​​acquiring knowledge and doing great things. In addition, he knew that he might be confined to this small courtyard all his life, so he didn't force it. The books he read were nothing more than some historical records or essays Legend of Zhiguai.Now that he wants to understand the medicinal materials of this world, he has to do it himself. He Yunzheng thought about the general appearance of the city, and felt a little dizzy before his eyes. He opened his mouth and coughed twice.

Forget it, with this body, I just can't bear it after thinking about it for a while, so I'd better ask He Baijia tomorrow.

Hearing his cough, the little girl who was squinting and dozing off quickly jumped up from the low couch, and ran to He Yunzheng's bed with small steps, her eyes widened, a little anxious, and she skillfully reached out to caress his back back.He Yunzheng raised his hand and waved it, stopping her movement. The little girl withdrew her hand and stood there spinning around. She didn't forget that once this master got sick, he would go to hell.

He coughed a few times, and when his breathing was steady, He Yunzheng leaned on the pillow behind him, his eyes misted, his face was covered with a thin layer of red, and the pale collarbone protruding from the neckline He looked extraordinarily thin and pale.However, his temperament is too cold, and others can only sigh in their hearts when they see this scene, but they can't say pitiful words.

"Young master, would you like some warm water?" The little girl tiptoed over to the table to pour water. He was not in good health and could not drink tea. There was always warm white water in this room.

"Okay." He Yunzheng pursed his lips, the bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine still remained between his lips and teeth.

He took a sip of the water handed over by the little girl and handed it back, the little girl was used to him.No one knew that the taste of any water and food that came to He Yunzheng's mouth was pitifully weak, or even almost the same.Only the traditional Chinese medicine he has been taking all year round can make him taste a bit intense, but it is bitter, even He Baijia doesn't know this.

"Are the begonias blooming outside?" After drinking the water, the young man who was leaning on the bed tilted his head and looked at the closed window lattice. His eyes were far away, as if he had seen the scenery outside through the white window screen.

The little girl followed his gaze, and then replied: "Now the crabapple flowers are blooming just right, young master, do you want to go out and have a look?"

"Xiaorui, help me find a robe."

"Yes." The little girl answered in a low voice, then turned around to look for the clothes he wanted.

Since you want to live, let's live well. It's really boring to be bored in this room all year round. The life under the blue sky and white clouds, in the warm wind and warm sun is the most lovely.

The girl brought warm clothes and light fur for him, and wanted to help He Yunzheng stand up, but He Yunzheng refused.It is true that he is ill, but he is not yet at the point where he has to be supported while standing, and non-violent activities are still acceptable.The girl wanted to help him get dressed, and he didn't refuse. The feeling when he was lying on the bed was far less than when he stood up and clearly understood the weakness of this body. Now he only felt that his whole body was soft, and even his bones were crisp.

After changing his clothes, He Yunzheng shook his head lightly, turned around and walked out. The girl helped to open the door, and the spring scenery came into view.The wind in April is still a bit cool, and most people can come out to play and play in light clothes, but if he is headstrong, he may have to stay in bed and take medicine for the next half month.

The crabapple flowers that He Yunzheng mentioned were not far outside the yard. There was a pale pink crabapple there, and another one further away, but in his eyes, there was no difference between one plant and one patch.He is not a naive young man who loves flowers and grass. He looked at this crabapple, thinking of going out to see the sunshine, and taking a chance by the vibrant plants.

There are clusters of pink petals of crabapple branches on the tree, and some green leaves in the middle of some blooming flowers and budding flowers are extraordinarily vibrant.He Yunzheng stood under the tree and slightly raised his head to look at these flowers, but his thoughts drifted to nowhere.

At this moment, a hand reached out to the top of his head. From He Yunzheng's point of view, this hand was slender and white. It was different from the fragility and weakness of his current palm. The shape of the muscles and bones on the opponent's hand seemed to be different. To make him feel that strength.But he just felt that these hands must be able to draw with a brush—this is a killer who can only draw with a brush.

"Do you want this bunch of crabapple?" The other party reached out and broke off a branch of crabapple and put it in front of his eyes. Hearing this voice, the other party should be an adult man.Now the posture of the two of them is extremely ambiguous. He Yunzheng is fifteen years old this year, and he was born thinner and weaker than his peers.When the two stood together, even if he stood up straight, he still couldn't reach the other's chest. At this moment, the other's hand was in front of him, and it looked as if he was being half-embraced in someone's arms.

He Baijia, who just came out from a distance, saw this scene, frowned, and stepped forward. Aunt Hong in red clasped her wrist tightly.He Baijia struggled, but did not break free, with pleading eyes, but the other party spoke first.

Aunt Hong lowered her voice: "My girl, don't mess with that gentleman."

"Mom...but..."

Aunt Hong interrupted, "Baijia, Mom knows that your younger brother is a porcelain figure, but that gentleman can still knock him down."

He Baijia stomped her feet, knowing that it was useless to be nervous. Although she didn't know why the person who said she was going to leave appeared there in a blink of an eye, even if she jumped over now, it was impossible to push He Yunzheng back into the room.

"It's okay..." Aunt Hong patted He Baijia's hand lightly, but she didn't relax the force on the other's wrist.

The man behind He Yunzheng was a guest in the yard, he didn't want to be teased for no reason, let alone entangled, "I'm not a girl." After saying this, he turned around and raised his head so that the people behind him could see his face clearly .

From his memory, he knew that his body was slender and not tall, and the clothes Xiaorui found for him today was a white robe that was suitable for men and women, and it was no wonder that the people behind him mistook it.

Pei Yutang raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man in front of him. He was really thin and small. Judging by his stature, he was probably under 15 years old.On the contrary, he has a good appearance, with fine facial features and picturesque eyebrows, so exquisite that he doesn't look like a man, even the color of his lips is light pink, and a pair of black and white eyes are cold and sharp.From his own angle, he could see the pale and protruding collarbone of the other party's white shirt collar. He looked at the young man in front of him and smiled, "I know you are not a woman, but this flower is indeed for you."

Even though the gender of the person in front of him was ambiguous from the back, he could still tell that it was a thin boy, so he came over when he saw it... He was rarely so impulsive.

The other party was observing himself, and He Yunzheng was also quietly observing the person in front of him. Not only did this person have a pair of beautiful hands, he also had a pair of eyes similar to his hands.The inside is warm and moist like flowing spring water, even a bit tender, but more of it is a murderous intent hidden in the depths that is not easy to see. His facial features are deep but not sharp, and his figure is tall and straight.He is indeed the most powerful soldier in the empire...Of course he knows who this is, the gentleman He Baijia met today——Pei Yutang.

Of course, He Yunzheng couldn't see that Pei Yutang's coming was just a sudden thought. He thought that he was just an ordinary person, so he reached out and took the flower branch with flowers.He didn't say whether he likes it or not, just said: "I'm sorry...cough cough..." Before he could finish the sentence, there was a cough that almost hollowed out his heart and lungs, which made his own chest ache.

Pei Yu Tang just looked at his figure, his hands, and his clothes, and he knew that this person might not be in good health, but he didn't expect that he would cough before he finished speaking. He frowned slightly and stroked gently. He Yunzheng's back.He could feel the young man's slender and fragile bones through a layer of clothes, and thought in his heart that as long as he exerted a little strength, this man might die young.

It took a long time for He Yunzheng to regain his strength. The corners of his eyes were already red due to a physical reaction. Pei Yutang looked at him and said, "You should go back and rest, this crabapple will bloom for a few more days. Day, I will watch it with you in a few days."

There are not only singing girls in Yongle Gate, but also some beautiful boys, Pei Yutang knows all about this.He Yunzheng is obviously not the master here... He can probably guess what it is. Thinking of this, he felt a little tyrannical in his heart, but he didn't show it in his eyes.He glanced at Xiaorui who was standing on the side, and the little girl flinched in fright, and ran over quickly.

"Young master, let's go back. You will have to take medicine for a long time after the wind." Xiaorui lowered her head and said to He Yunzheng, pinching the corner of her clothes nervously with two fingers.

He Yunzheng said "goodbye", then turned and left, still holding the flower branch presented by the other party in his hand.

He Baijia, who was in the corridor, watched He Yunzheng leave, glanced at Pei Yutang, and nervously chased after him.Aunt Hong glanced at the direction in which the siblings left, and then at the smiling man with downcast eyes under the crabapple tree, and walked out bravely.

Pei Yutang's eyes kept chasing the boy's figure. From his point of view, this person's physical condition was probably worse, with an unstable foot and weak legs and feet.He shook his head and sighed inwardly: He really should take good care of himself, otherwise he doesn't know how long this weak bone can live.He didn't look back until the figure disappeared.

"Sir..." Aunt Hong walked not far away, with a flattering smile on her face, but her eyes carefully fell on the ground.

"What's the boy's name? It looks like he's not in good health." Pei Yutang asked, rubbing his middle finger and index finger lightly. Just now, the skin of the two touched briefly. Now he still remembers the temperature.

"His name is He Yunzheng, he was born with a weak disease, and he has been inseparable from soup and medicine since he was a child..."

"Have you ever asked him to accompany someone?" Pei Yutang had a smile on his lips, but those eyes made Aunt Hong's scalp numb with her head down.

"Don't dare, never did. He has been recuperating in this small courtyard for the past few years." Aunt Hong waved her hands again and again, and quickly replied.

She couldn't figure out what this master was thinking, but she was well aware of Pei Yutang's identity and means, if she said a word that fit the other party's mind today, there would be no room for this great Xiantang.This is still good, if this person is really angry, even if she is decapitated, it is just a matter of this person's words.