Trying to keep clean every day

The back of the hand has been held in its mouth, and now it doesn't hurt too much. The firm bite just now caused numbness and loss of consciousness. Shen Han almost bit the bed sheet and cried out.

Hands, feet, and back were all sticking together. After a while, Shen Shen clearly felt that Duan Xiao's cold and stiff limbs had eased, and a heart that was lifted finally fell, just like the situation that night, I hope, After that, there will be no danger.

Although he was relieved a lot, Shen Huan was still very uncomfortable in his heart. Duan Xiao's inexplicable cold disease made him feel like a gnat in his throat.

As far as he could see, he could only see Duan Xiao's pale side face and jade-white ear roots, and a few strands of fine hair neatly scattered behind the ears.Duan Xiao was younger than himself, and his ungrown skeleton was curled up beside him, but he experienced so many unspeakable pains early on. Although Shen Shen didn't know all of them, he probably knew that when a child's mind is the most fragile and defenseless Something very bad happened to him.

Shen An has long since discovered that Duan Xiao is always hurting when he is injured, comatose and haunted by dreams, but when he is awake, he always makes people want to beat him up.

It's very contradictory, but he really doesn't want Duan Xiao to be like this all the time, trapped in nightmares, like a dead person with no body temperature, he would rather see him as a disgusting person when he is awake.

Shen Han lightly opened his thin lips, but did not make a sound, but the voice in his heart was clear and powerful:

"I will definitely cure you."

"I will protect you."

"I will make up for all the warmth you lack."

Shen An admits that he has a little bit of attachment. People always like to look at themselves with a distorting mirror, and Shen An is no exception, so the perception they get will inevitably be biased.

Where is he a little bit of persistence, but he doesn't know that his persistence has evolved to the level of stubbornness in the eyes of others, and the stubborn label on the top of his head is shining with golden light.When studying, no matter his classmates, friends or seniors, whenever the word "stubbornness" is mentioned, the image of Shen Mian will flash in his head, just like when people mention the golden cudgel, they will think of Sun Monkey.

He will try his best to do what he said.

Even if Shen An is now as weak as a willow leaf in the wind, a mayfly under a tree, unable to even reach the most basic step of cultivation, the threshold of qi training, and the dantian is empty, he still dares to threaten to protect Junior Brother Duan Xiao in the late stage of Jindan.

Duan Xiao's warming body temperature made him gradually relieved, the sky was very dark, and the stars were sleepy, so Shen Hu hugged him like this, and went back to sleep.The two got very close, their silky long hair intertwined, Shen An had a lock of soft hair that slid over his shoulders, and fell right in front of Duan Xiao.

Duan Xiao felt itchy at the base of his ears, and he was talking silently, but he couldn't hear clearly.But it doesn't matter, this person is mine anyway.

When the sound of breathing behind him was steady and deep, Duan Xiao cautiously loosened his teeth, kissed the wound on the back of his hand with distressed eyes, wrapped his ring finger around the hair that fell silently in front of him, and wrapped a strand of soft black hair around his face. The fingertips were as unbelievably soft as Shen An himself, Duan Xiao raised his fingertips, kissed the softness, and fell asleep peacefully, warm and dreamless.

The next day, Duan Xiao woke up and pretended nothing had happened.Fortunately, he always woke up earlier than Shen Han, and cleaned up his body in advance, and there was no clue.Duan Xiao had a headache, and fell asleep with Shen An, really afraid that he would not be able to control it.When he opened his eyes, Shen An was lying beside him, with a clean sleeping face without a trace of defense, and his long breathing with restless body temperature ignited Duan Xiao's heart fire in the early morning, which was extremely hot.

The scene in the dream has the power to break the virtual reality, longing to overlap with the reality, Duan Xiao wants to see the humiliating moisture in those light and wise eyes, and wants to leave his smell on the side face that is as white as porcelain, I want to leave a purple hickey on the slender and fragile neck, just like in a dream, left on the left side of the Adam's apple, whimpering and trembling as the Adam's apple rolls.

But he restrained, he must restrain, silence is deep in his heart, a dark night magnolia blooming in a piece of dirty blood, pure white and flawless.Shen An shouldn't be surrounded by those dirty desires, it's all wrong.

Being upset, Shen An patted him on the shoulder harmlessly, his eyes brightened:

"Come with me and take you to eat delicious food. I found out about a famous restaurant in the city."

Grandpa is generous, thank you for inviting me to eat the roast chicken.Knock on the blackboard: implying the hope that there will be roast chicken for every meal in the future.

Duan Xiao put away his astonishment, tried his best to escape from those eyes that were as bright as stars, and restrained himself: "Okay."

This restaurant opened on the prosperous and lively Xuanwu Street, not far away, and it didn't take long to arrive.The store is not so deserted. It seems that the strange disease has not had much impact on the life in the luxury areas of this generation. It is just that the new grains are not harvested, and the price of hoarded grains is skyrocketing. Said.

Conscious that Duan Xiao didn't like the noise of the crowd, he dragged him to a secluded corner by the window.

The feeling of having money in your pocket is reassuring. On the exquisite dish booklet, there are several pages of dish names covered in lower script with hairpin flowers. Shen Shen invites people to dinner with sincerity. Naturally, the host does as he pleases, and he passes the dish booklet to Duan Xiao:

"Look, what do you like to eat?"

Duan Xiao felt a little cramped, and glanced at the surrounding pavilions, terraces and waterside pavilions. It was his first time to eat in such a formal place, and he never thought that he would go to a certain place specially to have a meal with someone. He once I believe that eating, drinking, and sleeping are obstacles to the journey of practice, and a waste of time. It would be great if people could practice without sleep.

It seems to be different now, in addition to cultivation, I have to add silence.

He looked at the dishbook that Shen Han handed over, and didn't know how to answer, because this was the first time someone asked him what he likes to eat.

"what ever."

For a long time, Duan Xiao also popped out two words.His sudden embarrassment, like a flattered toddler, Shen Hu didn't notice it.

Duan Xiao seldom talks, Shen An has long been used to it, and he doesn't mind at all.Since you don't order, I'm not going to be polite. I scanned the menu again and saw a few dishes. I was about to report the names of the dishes, but there was a crowd of people pushing and shoving at the door.

what happened?

Why does the injustice at the emperor's feet happen every day, and why does he encounter it every time.

For some unknown reason, several employees of this store were pushing and shoving a little old man in a white robe.Pushing people is a handicraft job, and they push people quite aggrievedly. They want to get rid of people successfully, but they can't accidentally hurt their old arms and legs.

Is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality?Close the dish booklet, Shen Xuan looked around, the more trivial things are, the more suitable for eating melons, otherwise he will live a lonely life, this is a truth that Shen Xuan only wanted to understand in his life.

Taking a closer look, the old man's clothes had a few holes, the corners of his white clothes were rubbed into gray, and his long gray beard was knotted in twos and threes, which was very sloppy.He had a gourd wine bottle pinned to his waist, he looked like he was going to make trouble at any time when he was drunk and planned to eat a king's meal, no wonder he was stopped.

Looking at the attitude of the waiter in the shop, maybe he really did this thing, his curiosity is ready to move, forget it, I don't know the whole picture, so I won't comment.

In addition to the wine jug pinned to the old man's waist, there are also a bunch of messy objects, such as small black, white, brown, green and colorful porcelain bottles, and a small wooden box.

While pushing and shoving, the wooden box was accidentally opened, and all kinds of knives shining with silver light fell to the ground. Those knives were all available, Shen Shen was inexplicably familiar, and the old man hurried to pick them up, which scared the guys Backed away one after another:

"You! You bad old man, rascal, you don't pay the wine money on credit, yet you dare to come back to eat the overlord's meal, and you dare to use a knife in the market!"

"Report to the official! You must report to the official! It's unreasonable!"

The old man carefully put away the box, blowing his beard and staring vividly:

"This is for saving people! Hua Tuo, have you guys heard of it? You know money is money, money is money, I never charge money to save people, so I don't have money for you. I am the reincarnation of Hua Tuo, and this knife is used to scrape bones and treat people." poison."

This stepping horse is actually a scalpel? !

Of course, the norms are not comparable to the norms of modern medical equipment, but the advanced thinking is worthy of encouragement. The eyes that silently looked at the old man were instantly filled with awe, and his strange equipment also cast a mysterious sense of technology and sense of the future.

Encountering an old friend in a foreign land, just relying on those few scalpels, Shen An felt a little itchy, and a sense of intimacy emerged spontaneously, let's go together!

Shocked, shocked, shocked, have medical students been reduced to the point where they can’t afford to eat these days?

Shen Han did not allow such a thing to happen, he loudly told the waiter who was standing next to him and waiting for him to order generously:

"The old man at the door, I admire the immortal demeanor, can you let him in and have a talk with me? His wine money will be charged to my account."

The waiter in the shop had noticed early in the morning that Shen An had an extraordinary aura, and Duan Xiao was carrying an epee. They must all be immortal cultivators that the world admires. How could they refuse their requests.Although I don't know what kind of eyes this fairy family thinks that the bad old man who is reckless and sloppy is a fairy, but the point is the final real thought:

A bad debt has found the owner!

The waiter in the shop was happily pushing the fellows who were shoving and shoving, and happily invited the old man over, thinking about how much the old man's wine debts with principal and interest plus inflation would be.

Obviously it was a special trip to invite Duan Xiao, but Shen Han himself called an outsider to disrupt the situation, a bit unreasonable, and asked Duan Xiao's opinion in a blink of an eye.

"Junior brother, look at that old uncle who can't eat, it's very pitiful, shall we invite him to have some food together?"

Duan Xiao didn't mind someone sharing the table, but he got goosebumps all over his back when he was called "Little Junior Brother", he had a dark face and didn't say a word: It's up to you.

The old man in the white robe seemed to have good hearing. The guys just let go of their hands, and before waiting for the invitation, they came over with bright eyes: Yes, yes, yes, I am very poor, I haven't eaten for a few days.

The old man's voice was radiant, and he said with a smile:

"Little friend, you have good eyesight, and you must be humble. I can't be called a fairy, but at most I have the appearance of a celestial being. However, my medical skills are worse than my appearance. If you don't know how to call me, you should call me A senior genius doctor."

Shen Hu was at a loss for words for a moment, almost biting his tongue, because his tongue was so incapable of speaking just now.

This "old miracle doctor" is a familiar person: "Tsk, why are you two sitting in such a remote corner? Miss Quanyin is singing on stage today. Don't you miss the stunning beauty by sitting here?"

Duan Xiao's face darkened even more, and he wanted to drive people away.

With his many years of experience in the world, the old genius doctor keenly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so he quickly stopped, his eyes fell on the vegetable booklets held by the small second-hand shop next to him, and he ordered a bunch of them like a whirlwind.

When the dishes were almost ready, the dishes were almost on top of each other, and there was no room for a single table in Nuo Da.Even if ten starved ghosts sit here after being reincarnated, they can all be strangled to death.

Although the old man was dressed in rags and spoke strangely, he ate very politely. Although Shen An and Duan Xiao ate their meal extravagantly, it wasn't too much trouble.

Shen Mu noticed that the more the old genius doctor ate, the less he focused on the dishes, and he seemed to be more interested in Duan Xiao.The old genius doctor looked at Duan Xiao with great interest, which gave him a feeling of deja vu... In his previous life, his mentor had the same expression when he observed human specimens!

The old miracle doctor put down his chopsticks... because there was no place to put them on the table, he could only put them on the bowl, and wiped the oil from his mouth:

"One yang line rises, one yin line descends, the white dew condenses into frost, and Shen Ke hides deeply."

"Sickness and malaria are fierce, twenty-fold injuries, and the killing is more obvious, and it doesn't last long."

"Not good, not good."

Although he couldn't understand what the old genius doctor was saying, he was intuitively certain that the old genius doctor must have seen something, probably related to Duan Xiao's cold syndrome.Secretly wrote down every word that the old man said, faintly feeling that it was very important.

But Duan Xiao could understand every word and every word, the words of the white-robed old man were exactly the same as what his master Jian Lin said: the ice marrow body suffered from cold syndrome since childhood, and as the practice became more and more serious, it forced him to suffer, only about 20 years old. Years of life.

Duan Xiao's face darkened, he had the most body, and his lifespan was already an indisputable fact, he didn't need another person to tell him, and he didn't want Shen Shen to know anything about his illness.

Duan Xiao stood up, hiding the violence in his heart in the shadow under his eyelashes, directly ignoring the old man in white robe, hiding the haze in his eyes, and looked at Shen An:

"Let's go, I'm done eating."

Wanting to go back with Shen An, he only wanted to do one thing at the moment.

Duan Xiao doesn't care at all whether this genius doctor has a lot of background or not, so what if the symptoms are right, he doesn't want to hear the so-called prescriptions at all, he's tired of hearing them, he just abolishes his cultivation, and nourishes himself in the mountains.Duan Xiao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a cruel but not obvious sneer:

Abolish the cultivation base? Death is impossible.Hell is so empty, I want them to die for me.

Just as Shen Huan wanted to ask the old genius doctor what happened, Duan Xiao had already pinched his wrist, the knuckles of his fingers were cold, but his tone of voice was so gentle that it was almost obsessive, especially when calling his name:

"Shen Shen, I want to go back."

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Come, read with me: old man in white robe, old man in white robe, old man in white robe.

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The white-robed old man has a serious face: I have a good cure, and the next chapter will be dedicated to their little friends, it's not a free prostitution!