stealing from you

On a sunny day, Yusheng woke up early, ready to go to Liansheng's place to show Ye Zhou his hands, but as soon as she went out, she met Prince Jin.

It will take some time for his eyes to recover, so at the moment his eyes are still covered with silk cloth.

"Going out so early?" Prince Jin asked with a smile.

Yusheng replied, "Yeah."

"Go early and come back early." Lord Jin said.

Yusheng walked out of the yard without saying a word. If Lord Jin hadn't imprisoned the villagers in the valley to threaten her, she might have given him a good look.

At the same time, Lian Sheng waved the broom to clean the bamboo leaves in the courtyard, and Ye Zhou lay on the recliner, closing his eyes and meditating.

There are so many leaves... Lian Sheng frowned, feeling that there were more and more leaves. It was obviously not the season for falling leaves, but the bamboo leaves were still falling down one after another, spreading everywhere.

Walking while sweeping, turning in circles from time to time, Lian Sheng seemed to feel something, and his steps became rhythmic.

Ye Zhou still had his eyes closed, but raised the corners of his mouth.

"Huh." Lian Sheng also noticed that he had inadvertently used ghost steps.

That was the first and most basic step, and it was the earliest movement of the little black men in the book, which Liansheng practiced the most and the longest.

But it's just similar, compared with that ghost-faced man, there is a world of difference.

"Liansheng." Yusheng walked into the yard.

"Sister." Liansheng gave up thinking, threw away the broom and happily ran towards Yusheng.

Ye Zhou opened his eyes and sat up straight.

"Sister, have you eaten yet?" Liansheng was puzzled, why did Yusheng's face always look pale as if he hadn't eaten?

"Eat." Yusheng had nothing to do with this 24-year-old brother, "It's just that I'm thirsty after walking all the way."

Liansheng rushed into the room with a puff of smoke, "I'll go get some water."

The remaining Ye Zhou stood up slowly, "Send off Liansheng, do you have something to say to me?"

Yusheng lowered his eyes, "If something happens to me, Liansheng will take care of you."

Ye Zhou raised his eyebrows noncommittally, "Why did you say that?"

"I……"

"Here comes the water." Lian Sheng brought out the teapot and cups.

Yu Sheng stared at Ye Zhou, and Ye Zhou silently nodded his head in agreement.

"Sister, drink water." Liansheng handed the teacup to Yusheng.

After drinking the tea, it is time for healing.

Yusheng first checked the pulse, and then felt the bones for Ye Zhou to confirm the position of the tendons and bones. She said directly: "The bones don't need to be broken, but the tendons must be reconnected, and most of them are wrong."

Lian Sheng was taken aback, "Will that hurt?"

Yusheng glanced at Ye Zhou and replied, "It hurts very much."

"How, how can I reconnect?"

"Cut off."

Liansheng subconsciously covered his arm, "Sister, is there anything less bloody?"

Yusheng was about to speak, but Ye Zhou winked, so she had no choice but to change her words: "Yes, but the recovery is slower and the effect is worse."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can move your arms and fingers." Liansheng said.

"I will do my best." Yusheng said lightly.

According to Yusheng's instructions, Liansheng prepared things and started the first step of treatment.

Ye Zhou took off the clothes on his upper body and turned his back to Yusheng. Liansheng quietly watched Yusheng pierce the golden needles into Ye Zhou's skin, and couldn't help feeling worried.

Ye Zhou still had a sword wound on his body. Although the wound had healed, it was still extremely ferocious. He lowered his eyes. This wound was supposed to fall on him.

When Yusheng pierced a golden needle from the top of Ye Zhou's head, Ye Zhou, who was originally expressionless, suddenly frowned. It was really... too painful.

"Sister, can you be gentle?" Lian Sheng felt pain when he looked at it.

"It hurts, it means he still feels it." Yusheng steadily dropped the second needle behind his left shoulder.

Ye Zhou was caught off guard, his whole body trembled, and he gritted his teeth to hold back.

"Where does it hurt?" Yusheng asked suddenly.

After Ye Zhou calmed down, he said flatly, "Arm."

"Yeah." Yusheng nodded, and also injected heavily into the acupuncture point on the right.

Ye Zhou was sweating profusely and his face turned pale.

"Sister..." Lian Sheng hugged his arm and rubbed it vigorously, and looked at Ye Zhou with pity.

Yu Sheng gave the needle without hesitation, and he didn't hesitate to withdraw the needle, and rescued Ye Zhou from the pain in a short while.

Ye Zhou felt sweaty as if he had been fished out of the water.

"Continue to apply the medicine. I'll come back in a few days." Yusheng put away the needle box.

Liansheng supported Ye Zhou and asked Yusheng, "Sister, does it hurt like this every time?"

"Almost." Yusheng said while tidying up, "His hand must first regain consciousness before he can be treated further. If he can't even feel the pain, how can he be treated?"

Lian Sheng pursed his lips, he didn't understand these things.

"Take a good rest." Yusheng said to Ye Zhou.

Ye Zhou nodded, without the strength to speak.

Yusheng put away his things and went out. Liansheng wanted to see him off, but Ye Zhou looked half dead, and it was hard for him to walk away. He could only watch Yusheng go further and further away until he could no longer see him.

After taking a bath, Ye Zhou lay on the bed and quickly fell asleep. Liansheng exited the room lightly. The sun outside was so bright that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Bamboo leaves flew past his eyes, Lian Sheng stretched out his hands to grab them, the leaves flipped along with the airflow, slipped away from his fingertips, and floated to Lian Sheng's shoulders.

……

Ye Zhou was woken up by a melodious song. He seemed to have slept for a long time. The light in the room was dim, and a little orange light came in from outside.

He sat up, looked around, and got out of bed.

Lian Sheng was sitting on the eaves, playing a tune with two bamboo leaves, watching the sunset glow in the sky at dusk, the burning cloud was in full swing, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Ye Zhou looked at the silhouette of the young man on the roof in the yard. It was soft and thin. Under the fiery red sky, the picture was so beautiful that it was unrealistically beautiful, so he couldn't make a sound to break the tranquility of this moment.

After the song was over, Lian Sheng turned his head and saw Ye Zhou in the courtyard, and he got up quickly.

Ye Zhou reminded: "Slow down..."

"Ah!" After sitting for a long time, his legs became numb, and Lian Sheng stumbled and fell straight down.

Just when Ye Zhou thought he was going to fall on his back, Liansheng spun around in mid-air, trying to land in a somersault position, but he didn't expect...

"Bang" sound.

Lian Sheng felt that he bumped into something, but there was no pain and it was still warm.

Warm? !

Lian Sheng realized that he had hit Ye Zhou, and the latter looked at him calmly with a helpless expression on his face.

"You, are you okay?!" Lian Sheng hurriedly got up from him.

"Be careful." Ye Zhou stood up, with his underwear loosened, and he could see everything from his shoulders to his chest.

Liansheng adjusted his clothes guiltily, unable to lift his head.

"Do you know the rhythm?" The song just now was really nice.

Lian Sheng smiled, "My father taught me this song when I was young."

Ye Zhou smiled: "That's enough."

"are you hungry?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll get something to eat." Lian Sheng rushed out

Ye Zhou looked at his back and shook his head amusedly.