What an embarrassing unfolding of God.

She stared blankly at the white robe in front of her eyes, her eyes slowly moved up, Wuqing seemed to be shocked by this sudden change, her face showed undisguised astonishment.

Her whole body was like a boiled shrimp in an instant, and she hurriedly got up, her hands touched the legs on the wheelchair in the process, she was thin and weak.

"I'm sorry, I didn't stand firm just now..." She explained with a blushing face.

Wuqing coughed softly and said, "It's nothing, don't worry about it."

Under the moonlight, the two equally bright faces were flushed with blush, and there was a moment of silence, neither of them opened their mouths to speak first.

The sound of frolicking people on the bank seems to be gradually receding, and the Bian River, which has stretched for thousands of years, flows quietly in front of your eyes. The lanterns in the river are faintly reflected on the water surface.

The silence was suddenly interrupted by a low-pitched coughing sound one after another.

The ruthless right hand clenched his fist against his lips, interspersed with repeated and rapid gasps, as if he was having difficulty breathing.

Tan Xiao exclaimed, "Are you sick?"

After the symptoms eased slightly and the cough stopped, he said ruthlessly, "I have suffered from asthma since I was a child. Sorry, I just let you see a joke."

Suddenly, there was a thin, thin pain like a needle prick in her heart, and she really felt sorry for this pale and sickly man.

When he mentioned that he had such a serious illness just now, his expression was still very indifferent, as if it was just a small cold, not worth mentioning.

She suddenly felt a little regretful, if the gold finger of the time-traveling belt was a genius doctor system, would it be much more consummated now?

Tan Xiao felt a little sad, she asked in a low voice, "Your leg can't be healed anymore, can it?"

After a moment of silence, with ruthless eyes lowered, he replied softly, "Yes."

There was a trace of loneliness on his face that he couldn't completely ignore. Obviously, even if he was young and old like him, he could only keep it from showing on weekdays, but it was impossible to really ignore it.

Tan Xiao squatted down, stared at his two legs, his face was full of pity and distress, and asked softly, "Can you let me see it?"

This question is a bit out of bounds. When a girl says something like this, it's hard not to let people think about the meaning behind her.

Ruthlessly pursed his thin lips tightly, without saying a word, just when Tan Xiao thought he would be rejected, he lifted the hem of his clothes, leaned over and rolled up one trouser leg to his knees.

His complexion was already fair, and his calves, which had not been used all year round, showed an unhealthy paleness.

Those legs were clearly different from normal people, they were as thin as bones, without any color, and even a little shriveled.

This should have been expected, but at this moment, for some reason, I still feel a slight sourness slowly coming up.

She stretched out her fingers and touched it slowly, the skin under her hands hardly felt fleshy, and only the bony bones remained in the tentacles.

Ruthlessly looked down at the hand that lightly touched her calf. It was white and lustrous, with a healthy luster, like a piece of fine suet jade. Beside her hand was her crippled leg, which was ugly and thin, forming a Stark contrast.

His legs have been useless for many years, and he has long lost any feeling. He can't feel the warmth of those hands gently stroking his legs.

A trace of embarrassment suddenly surged in his heart, as if he felt inferior. He lowered his trousers and hem to cover his legs.

He turned his eyes away, turned his head slightly, as if he was looking at the river bank in the distance, his hands under his wide sleeves were clenched tightly, blue veins floated on the back of his hands due to too much force.

Under the moonlight, his eyes were as bright as blades, and there was a cold pool in them. No one could see what was going on in his heart from that pale and cold face.

In the silence, Wuqing suddenly said, "It's late, I'll take you back."

Tan Xiao responded, "Okay."

The journey back was not far away, maybe the two of them were pretending to be troubled and didn't say anything along the way.

Under the clear wind and bright moon, a tall shadow and a low shadow stretched behind him, and insects and birds were singing in my ears, and the street market in the distance was brightly lit and lingering.

When approaching the gate of Yunshang, Wuqing stopped and said lightly, "Go in."

Tan Xiao bit his lip, hesitating on his face, and said after a while, "Then...then I went in?"

He nodded mercilessly with a smile.

She didn't say anything else, turned around and walked into the store. When she reached the door, she turned her head to look, and Wuqing still maintained the posture just now, without moving at all. His pupils turned into a warm orange, and the faint smile on his face seemed to be melted by the lights above his head.

Tan Xiao looked at him and smiled, then turned and entered the shop.

As soon as they saw her enter the door, several people gathered around one after another and asked, "Shopkeeper, has that thief been caught in prison?"

"What happened to the sentence later? This person is too rampant. He came here to steal from us in broad daylight. He must be severely punished!"

"Who is this man? He's really capable. None of us have discovered this disguise technique. If he doesn't tell me, I don't think even Mrs. Lu can find out that it's not Brother Zhao."

Although the events in Jianghu are far away to these ordinary people, in such a world dominated by martial arts, those famous heroes in the martial arts world, such as Lu Xiaofeng, Chu Liuxiang and Ximen Chuuxue, are familiar to them.

Tan Xiao explained, "That man is Sikong Zhaixing, the best in the world in disguise, it's normal if you can't find out. The big headhunter fined him a lot of money, I think he will never come again."

He lost a large amount of money once he came here, and even lost his entire fortune the second time, and now he still owes her 2 taels. There are still other things that can be stolen, such as alarm clocks and mirrors. She still welcomes money-spreading boys like Sikong Zhaixing to come a few more times.

Lu Zhao exclaimed, "The King of Stealing Kings, Sikong Zhaixing?"

Tan Xiao muttered in his heart, this nickname is really not very nice, looking at the excited Lu Zhao, he said with a smile, "You know him?"

Lu Zhao's eyes sparkled, "Of course I know. It is said that there is nothing in this world that he cannot steal. Since his debut, he has never missed it, even from living people."

"Then he has tasted failure with me." She raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Lu Zhao rubbed his head and smiled innocently, "The shopkeeper, you are not an ordinary person."

Tan Xiao smiled and glanced at him, but didn't deny it.

After sending a few people away to work, she gave Lu Zhao a fraction of 200 taels that Sikong Zhaixing got, and in the latter's surprised eyes, said calmly, "This is what Sikong Zhaixing kindly compensated you. Mental damage and medical expenses, take it."

Before he could react, she turned and went upstairs to the bedroom.

Lu Zhao held the swollen money bag, and Lu Chen looked at it curiously. He opened it and counted it, and there were more than 200 taels!

"Brother, a lot of money!" Lu Chen exclaimed in a low voice, and Lu Zhao's cheeks flushed with excitement. He hurriedly put all the money back, stuffed the money bag into his arms, and whispered under suppressed excitement, "People have too many eyes!" Miscellaneous, go back and talk about it."

"En!" Lu Chen nodded vigorously.

The sudden windfall made the two brothers very excited for the night, and they worked extremely hard, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. They waited to return home from work, counted down several times, and shared this with the family. huge joy.

On the other side, after Tan Xiao went back to the bedroom, he took a shower and changed into pajamas, and buried himself in the soft quilt, his depressed mood was slightly relieved.

There was the 8 taels of bank notes beside the bed, but she suddenly lost the mood to count the money, and lost the excitement she expected, her mind was completely occupied by other things.

She thought of Wuqing's lonely voice when he said that his leg could not be healed, the thin leg touched by the palm of her hand, the way he was short of breath and coughing continuously, and finally he looked at her under the lamp Smiling quietly.

"Ah—" She let out a long sigh, pulled up the quilt, and wrapped herself in it.

When did it start?She is paying more and more attention to this person.

She is not slow at all, nor is she a fool who loves without knowing it. On the contrary, she has always been a girl with a keen mind.

Having been in love twice before, she is naturally no stranger to this feeling, and she can also see that ruthlessness is different to her.

What does this different treatment mean, do you like it enough?

When she was by the river just now, she wanted to ask, what do you think of me, and whether you like me.

But then seeing his legs, and the scene of him coughing in embarrassment, made her girlish feelings fly away, leaving only sadness.

What is that stuff that keeps coming up in my chest?Sour and unspeakable, admiration, pity, respect, and regret.

When she played B game before crossing, she also particularly preferred the settings such as blindness and coughing up blood in a wheelchair. Perhaps it is such a disabled and not so perfect protagonist, which makes people feel a kind of maternal love and makes people more likely to struggle.

However, it is a paper man after all, not a living person.

The few words written by the author fell on him like a mountain, but it was an irresistible fate, a life accompanied by disabilities.

"System, can I get the medicine that can cure him?" She suddenly thought of her golden finger, and couldn't help but feel a little bit of hope.

The voice of the system that has remained unchanged for thousands of years sounded, "The system is full of luck and probability in the lottery draw, and there is no guarantee what the host can draw~"

Well, she knew it.

Even if the legs can't be cured, other diseases can be cured, but it's a pity that she won nothing in the lucky draw... She remembered!

A flash of light suddenly flashed in her mind, she hurriedly lifted the quilt to get up, took out the bottle of Shujinhuoluo Pill that she drew last time from her backpack and looked at it carefully.

Since she never used it, she didn't pay much attention to it, so she realized that when she clicked on the bottle to check it, a few lines of notes would appear.

[Shujin Huoluo Pill: It can radically cure all diseases caused by problems such as poor circulation of qi and blood and lack of nourishment of tendons, and it can also reshape tendons. 】

In just one line, she ignited infinite hope.

cure?It means that as long as the symptoms are met, it can be cured!

She didn't know how the ruthless legs were crippled, and she didn't know if this bottle of medicine would help his illness, but anyway, at least she could see hope.

The author has something to say:

When I read the article yesterday, I was left speechless by the comments of some wives. Maybe I read any novel from the perspective of the heroine, and also the background of the current era, including the education and growth environment of the protagonist, etc. , not from the perspective of God, so I can understand why the wives write such plots, which in the eyes of some readers, the heroine is stupid and cheap.

I have been reading novels in Jinjiang for more than ten years, and I was there before Jinjiang started charging. I really have never seen any novel website with better readers than Jinjiang. No matter how I write, some people are dissatisfied.

It’s not like going to eat. Some people like fried rice with eggs, and some don’t. If you like it, order it, and if you don’t like it, order something else. Anyway, you eat so much, right?

But if you don't like it, you still have to make a big noise in the restaurant, saying that the chef shouldn't be frying like this, how can eggs and rice be fried together, it's really unreasonable.

I have been reading articles for more than ten years, and there are only scumbags and boys in Leidian. I can read any other articles calmly. If I don’t like it, I just click ×. I really don’t understand those who scold under each chapter. The heroine who scolds the author is just as incomprehensible to me as the star's black fans.

What makes me happy is that all my articles support me and encourage me to speak out. Occasionally, I don’t like it, and I don’t see it. Maybe it’s because those who still love martial arts should be 25+, and their minds are mature. up.

感谢在2021-12-0508:08:40~2021-12-0607:55:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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