Cultivation from entry to abandonment

Jiang Fuqing returned home in a daze, took off his shoes, and curled up on the bed alone, unable to sleep.The red personality must know that he will always exist only when he is in danger or injured. In order to keep control of his body, he bruises himself all over his body.No wonder his injury has been bad, always repeated.No wonder he always went to accept some dangerous rewards, tried some dangerous medicines for him, and deliberately let his illness not get better.

On the second day, Shang Mingqian came back from the outside slowly as if nothing had happened, still holding a small steamed bun wrapped in oil paper.Jiang Fuqing opened the door, took the steaming steamed stuffed bun in his hand, wanted to cry, but held back, went to the stone table in the yard and sat down, opened the package and ate.

While drinking a bowl of tea, Shang Mingqian said, "How is it? Can you eat and drink with me?"

Jiang Fuqing didn't speak, but glared at him.

Shang Mingqian sat over, pulled him into his arms, wrapped his hands around his waist, and rubbed Jiang Fuqing's belly irregularly.Jiang Fuqing slapped him hard on the arm.But Shang Mingqian refused to let go.Jiang Fuqing wanted to break his hand away, but suddenly remembered that there seemed to be an injury on his arm, so he put away his hand and concentrated on eating the buns.

More than ten days have passed in a blink of an eye, and Shang Mingqian is still a red personality.In the beginning, Jiang Fuqing didn't intend to expose him, but another day, a policeman came to inform him, telling him to go see Shang Mingqian for the last time.

Jiang Fuqing was startled, and hurriedly followed the arrester until he came to the door of a medical clinic, and the smell of medicine and blood came over his face.Jiang Fuqing hurried in and found Shang Mingqian lying on the bed, as if his life was dying.Jiang Fuqing burst into tears and burst into tears.Shang Mingqian seemed to be awakened by his crying, grabbed Jiang Fuqing's hand, and said softly: "You should cry early. I haven't died yet."

Jiang Fuqing turned to look at the catcher, "What do you mean seeing him for the last time?"

The policeman faltered, pointed to Shang Mingqian on the bed, and said, "He said so himself."

Jiang Fuqing punched him on the chest, Shang Mingqian let out a cry of pain, barely propped himself up, vomited a mouthful of blood from the side of his head, his face turned pale again, but there was a smile on his lips.The catcher couldn't see him, so he grabbed Jiang Fuqing and said, "Although he is not dead, you can't beat him like this?"

Shang Mingqian was not convinced, pointed at the arrester, and said coldly: "You let go of your hand as soon as possible! Otherwise, I will not be polite to you!"

The policeman quickly took a step back.

Unexpectedly, he has become like this, and he can calm down the people around him.Jiang Fuqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly took Shang Mingqian's hand to check his pulse, and found that he was really seriously injured this time, and I'm afraid he needs to recuperate.Jiang Fuqing asked the policemen, "What did he do? How did he become like this?"

The catcher said, "He singled out the ferocious beast."

Another added, "Two."

Seeing that Jiang Fuqing knew medical skills, the doctor hurriedly stepped aside with the medicine box, and said to Jiang Fuqing, "Farewell, old man."

Jiang Fuqing was helpless, "You can do it. You are the planetary killer, the heavy radium bomb, and the gun of the galaxy, right?"

"what is that?"

"A weapon that destroys planets."

……

Shang Mingqian didn't want to stay in the hospital, and Jiang Fuqing knew medical skills, so he and Shang Mingqian went back to their home in Yuezhou.Lying on the bed, Shang Mingqian said that it hurts here and there, and there is no place that is comfortable anyway.Jiang Fuqing told him not to be a monster, and changed his medicine every day.

"Actually, there is a faster way."

Jiang Fuqing asked, "What way?"

Shang Mingqian took his hand and said: "You have the physique of a cauldron furnace, as long as you are willing to double cultivate with me, I will definitely recover soon."

Jiang Fuqing sized him up, "Do you still have the strength?" With a look of contempt.

Shang Mingqian pulled him into his arms, turned over and pressed him on the bed, bent one knee, and pushed it between his legs, "It's okay, just try it."

If it was the past, Jiang Fuqing would have slipped far away, but now the gauze on his body is still bleeding, and his face is not very good-looking. If this method is really effective, it will save him from worrying day and night.So the heart slumped, lying flat, and hooked Shang Mingqian, "Come on. Let me count my virtue."

Shang Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, only to feel that his whole body became hot.Who has ever seen his family's small cauldron so active?Immediately, he was no longer polite, and stripped him naked.

Although Jiang Fuqing promised lightly, but in actual operation, it was another matter.After being held down all night, my voice became hoarse, my hip bones were about to break, and the bed was about to collapse.Regret that he was too quick to talk at the beginning, saying that he was not physically strong.Jiang Fuqing crawled out of the bed with both hands and feet, panting, "It's okay, it's almost done, let me go..."

Shang Mingqian raised his hand to grab him back, leaned over, and bit his ear, "Didn't you say you want to do good deeds?"

Jiang Fuqing cried out, "I'm still not good at doing good deeds and accumulating virtue..."

Shang Mingqian smiled, "Why don't you do good deeds every day."

Jiang Fuqing thumped the bed, damn it, if he continues to "do one good thing every day", he will die on the bed.

……

Jiang Fuqing lay limp on the bed, feeling that Shang Mingqian hadn't been healed yet, so he had to confess first.Shang Mingqian supported his head with one hand, lay on his side on the bed, looked at him with a smile, stroked Jiang Fu's clean, white and bare back with his hands, and said with a smile: "My little cauldron is still the prettiest."

Jiang Fuqing had no time to argue with him, so he closed his eyes and rested his mind.

After a while, Jiang Fuqing asked: "How is it? Has your injury improved?"

Shang Ming smiled modestly, "You've worked so hard, of course it's getting better."

Jiang Fuqing pursed her lips and got up from the bed.

Shang Mingqian supported him, "Why are you going?"

Jiang Fu gave him an innocent look, "I'm hungry. Find something to eat."

Shang Mingqian watched him leaning on his waist, frowning, his body was hollowed out, and when he walked, he staggered and staggered, and said with a muffled laugh, "Would you like to help me for your husband?" ?”

Jiang Fuqing turned her head and glared at him, "Take a rest." To prevent him from bursting his newly wrapped wound.

……

So Shang Mingqian's injury is getting better day by day.Jiang Fuqing boiled and applied medicine for him during the day, and accompanied him in double cultivation at night, so he was exhausted.In the beginning, Shang Mingqian's injury got better, but in the last few days, it seems to have started to worsen again, and it happened repeatedly.Jiang Fuqing immediately realized that he must have been behind the scenes to hurt herself on purpose.It's just that I haven't caught his handle all the time. This day, I just saw him pour the soup into the flower pot, and rushed out, "What are you doing?"