sir he is sweet

Things in this world are probably just such a coincidence.

As the carriage staggered, Lu Xing took Qi Zhao's pulse as usual, and babbled on those old-fashioned advice.

"Trouble your mind and mind, you are consuming your hard work, do you understand your hard work?"

"Since you lost half of your internal strength, your health has become worse and worse. If you don't take good care of it, you may not live for two years."

"But this time... I feel that the poison accumulated in your lungs has gone away. The place is so close to the old arterial wound. Who would have the guts to give you medicine?"

"Actually, it's fine. I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress it any more. I've been thinking about it recently."

Qi Zhao frowned from his annoyance, coughed and raised his finger, and tapped his Ya acupoint in the air.

"Hmmmmm?"

Lu Xing closed his eyes.

He doesn't know martial arts, and he is an out-and-out literati. After being acupunctured, he could only shut up and stare at the man vigorously.

Qi Zhao raised his eyes, and smiled three-pointedly on his disastrously radiant lips, "Hmm...cough, no wonder I was kicked out by my wife, talking more than the parrot under my eaves."

Just as Lu Xinghe was about to jump, the carriage stopped abruptly and bumped a few times, as if it was blocked by something.

"Sir... ah..."

The exclamation of the coachman came from outside, and there was a bloody smell that was hard to ignore.

Qi Zhao was startled by this, and coughed again. He barely stabilized his figure by holding on to the wall of the car, and between raising his sleeves, he closed his eyes, and his inner strength could be welled up.

"Sir, it's me!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded.

Accompanied by the black figure rushing in, Qi Zhao frowned, brushed off his sleeves, raised his fingers to untie Lu Xinghe's dumb acupoint, and said hesitantly, "Your Highness?"

Someone pulled off the scarf, revealing a familiar face.

Murong Sheng

"Oh... what a coincidence," Murong Sheng grinned, smiling harmlessly, "I was injured, and it's not convenient for me to go home, so please take me here overnight."

Qi Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly, and subconsciously glanced at Lu Xing.

Cough... Why do these one and two seem to have an appointment?

But when he thought of the boy saying that he was injured, he couldn't help but look down again, looking at the other party's night clothes.

"gentlemen?"

Murong Sheng approached for a few minutes, sat inside, and begged sincerely: "I was really plotted against today, I didn't pay attention, please do me a favor, sir, don't say it."

For a person with a sensitive identity like him to appear in someone's carriage wearing night clothes and covered in blood, it would be a big trouble for anyone.

Naturally... is also a great trust.

Qi Zhao coughed a few times, and silently pressed his stomach with his hands in his sleeves, he didn't comment on Murong Sheng's words, but glanced lightly at Lu Xinghe instead.

"Doctor Lu."

Lu Xing agreed, and waved his hands again and again, "The night is dark and windy, the villain's eyesight is not very good, he drank a few glasses of water and wine, his memory is not very good, he just borrowed the expensive place of Mr.'s house to sleep all night, and saw nothing. "

This is a statement.

Qi Zhao nodded slightly, his exquisite face was hidden under the dark night, only his eyes were extremely bright, clear and clear.

"Then I would like to trouble Imperial Physician Lu to show His Royal Highness the injury."

I knew that this kid was restless, he must have taken some shortcut and fell into someone's trap before he got hurt.

The man snorted coldly in his heart. On the one hand, he thought that it would be a long lesson for the child to suffer, but on the other hand, he saw the dark color in his clothes, and felt inexplicably... suffocated.