After dressing up as a demon

After giving the packaged meals to Qianji, when Shen Cang returned to the main room, he saw Jiang Yundu standing by the table.

"What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Yundu turned around: "It's nothing."

Shen Cang went to the cabinet to take out the bowls and plates, and motioned him to put the food in: "Send Liu Wuyang home in two days, isn't that enough to satisfy you?"

Jiang Yundu said calmly: "This matter is only for your sake."

Shen Cang smiled and didn't get entangled in this topic.

He raised his hand to press the back of Jiang Yundu's hand that opened the paper bag, and only asked, "Then can you tell me now?"

Jiang Yundu exerted a little force, but the temperature wrapped around the back of his hand never let go: "Tell you what?"

In the past few days, he has noticed changes in Shen Cang, and his speech always seems to be insinuating.

Could it be the recovery of consciousness?

He looked at Shen Cang.

The mirror of reincarnation is an artifact of celestial grade, and even he has never fully understood the mystery of it. He cast a spell to erase Shen Cang's memory. If the spell fails in the mirror of reincarnation, he is in the mirror and cannot make up for it.

But Shen Cang doesn't need to know the inside story of Reincarnation.

Hearing this, Shen Cang glanced at him: "Forget it."

Asking directly will get angry.

I made a few indirect remarks and pretended not to understand.

It seems that Jiang Yundu is still brooding over the "contradiction" he caused before he lost his memory, and he can't find the answer to the mystery if he asks again.

Thinking of this, Shen Cang let go.

If it wasn't for Jiang Yundu's never having the slightest resistance to his closeness, he would almost doubt the authenticity of Qianji's words.

Perhaps from the heart, developing a relationship with a man is not so easy for him who has lost his memory.

Don't remember the beginning of the relationship, don't remember the ins and outs, the result in his hands is like a castle in the air.

It's just that the deep familiarity with Jiang Yundu cannot be faked.

The same goes for the familiarity that comes naturally when we are together.

Shen Cang sat down at the table and looked at Jiang Yundu.

The memory doesn't show any signs of improvement, if you want to live like this in the future——

Jiang Yundu pushed the porridge bowl in front of him: "Eat."

Shen Cang was about to take the chopsticks in his hand, and listened to what he said again.

"Don't think too much." Jiang Yundu said, "What I do will not be bad for you. I will try my best to meet any request you have."

Shen Cang looked towards the pharmacy: "Then Liu Wuyang—"

Jiang Yundu's calm expression became overcast, and he interrupted in a cold voice: "There are other requirements."

Shen Cang looked at him, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes: "You don't want to make medicine for me?"

Jiang Yundu paused slightly: "Decoction?"

"Yes." Shen Cang said, "Liu Wuyang helped me deal with a lot of medicinal materials recently. After he left, he originally wanted you to help me. Since you don't want to, then just pretend I didn't say anything."

Jiang Yundu watched him pick up the chopsticks and continue eating, pursed his lips for a long time, and said, "That's not what I meant."

Shen Cang drank porridge from a bowl: "It's okay, I understand."

Jiang Yundu raised his hand to take the porridge bowl from his mouth, frowned and said, "I can help you."

Shen Cang raised his eyebrows: "Then you just now?"

Seeing Jiang Yundu look away, he suddenly said, "Do you think I want to—"

Jiang Yundu handed the porridge bowl back to him with a sullen face: "Shut up."

Shen Cang took it as he said, the porridge bowl just in time to hide the smile on his lips.

He took another look at Jiang Yundu.

A life with another person day and night, if so, is not bad.

—

After dinner.

Shen Cang first went to the pharmacy to check the medicine stove, explained a few words to Jiang Yundu, then turned around and went out with the medicine box.

Qianji sat on the bed with her back against the head of the bed, looking at his back, thoughtful.

There are not many doctors in the entire village, Shen Cang is highly respected and highly skilled in medicine, so naturally the most people seek him for consultation.

Shen Cang does not open a medical clinic, nor does he sit in a clinic, he only treats patients at home, and has recently made frequent visits to the clinic.

Qianji once eavesdropped, as if to make money.

For a while he couldn't understand.

The emperor took the trouble to find all the artifacts, enter the reincarnation, and then continue the frontier, why bother to be busy in the secular world like a mortal.

But now, it was the emperor's incomprehensible busyness that finally allowed him to find out the solution.

Before, he was limited by his thoughts and failed to jump out of this land, so he did not find a way for a long time.

Not bad.

In this courtyard, with Jiang Yundu at his side, approaching Shen Cang, he is hopeless in this life.

But when Shen Cang went out to see a doctor, Jiang Yundu never followed him.

Even if you don't want to admit it.

Qianji peeked at Jiang Yundu who was flipping through the medicine scriptures.

The emperor seemed to only target him, and ignored others.

But when did this person become interested in Mortal Pharmacopoeia?

Qianji's hand to lift the quilt was about to move.

After thinking and thinking, he retreated into the quilt.

The last defeat was enough to make him unforgettable, and he already had a plan, so there was no need for extra complications.

Thinking about it, Qianji waited until Jiang Yundu finally cooked the medicine and left, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and took out the paper bag he had hidden under the mattress.

Inside the paper pack are untreated peach-colored petals.

Looking at it, a struggle flashed across Qianji's face.

Can't delay any longer.

For the great cause of the king, what's the harm in this little sacrifice!

Qianji took a deep breath, opened the paper bag, and poured the petals into the bowl as described in the book.

—

In the next two days, Shen Cang found that Qianji was much more relieved recently.

I no longer rushed to help him sweep the snow off his shoulders when I saw him; I no longer insisted on brainless rehabilitation and wrestled everywhere.

Jiang Yundu's attitude was always the same.

On the last day of the appointment, Shen Cang noticed Jiang Yundu's gaze early, and came to the pharmacy after breakfast.

Qianji had already packed her luggage, as if she had been waiting for a long time: "Master, Brother Jiang."

Jiang Yundu scanned his package: "Come out."

Qianji was well-behaved, and limped out while leaning on the wood.

Jiang Yundu's eyes deepened.

Shen Cang was also a little surprised.

The first time he heard that he was going to leave, Qianji was very reluctant. He thought he had to say something this time, but he didn't expect Qianji to be very mature at the critical moment.

"You wait for me in the car first."

Qianji nodded: "Yes, Master."

The plan drawn up in the past two days was perfect, and he didn't want to risk his life to test it in front of Jiang Yundu.

The rented ox cart was waiting in the yard. After he had spoken, he limped over and sat down.

Seeing that Jiang Yundu didn't intend to go back to his room, Shen Cang asked, "You want to accompany me?"

Jiang Yundu said, "Yes."

Shen Cang said: "Then you go sit in the car too."

Jiang Yundu frowned.

Before he could speak, Shen Cang raised his hand: "There is no need to discuss it. I know you are worried about me, but your body needs to be worried more than me. If you are always so reckless, your injury will not heal in the next life."

Jiang Yundu held the jade in his hands behind his back, and slowly closed it upon hearing the words.

The injury here is not considered serious for him, but the time that the inspiration said has not come, maybe it has something to do with the injury.

Shen Cang was right.

He should have scruples.

Heal his injuries as soon as possible, and leave when the time comes.

Jiang Yundu tightened his fingers, turned around and said, "I'll wait for you."

Shen Cang suddenly felt something and looked at his back.

not in a good mood?

Maybe he just didn't want to see Liu Wuyang.

Shen Cang withdrew his gaze and continued to pack the medicinal materials that Qianji needed before walking to the ox cart and driving out.

Qianji huddled in a corner.

He still remembered what Jiang Yundu had said to him back then, and he didn't dare to get any closer to Jiang Yundu. When he arrived at Liu's house, he was relieved and was helped into the room by the second elder.

As early as the second day after Qianji's fall, Shen Cang had explained to the two of them that there was no accident when they met this time, and they just kept talking about causing trouble for Dr. Shen.

Shen Cang explained the precautions in detail, left the medicinal materials and money, declined the kindness of the two to keep them for dinner, and left with Jiang Yundu.

Standing by the window, Qianji watched their figures disappear before her eyes, finally showing a rare smile on her face.

Leave Shen's house.

The emperor is scattered.

Tonight is an opportunity!

—

That night.

The night was dark.

When the two elders rested, Qianji opened the window to see the moonlight, limped and went out quietly.

He needs a distance to attract Shen Cang, but also allow him to take advantage of it.

In a day's time, he has already inquired clearly.

A man and a woman live next door to a middle-aged couple. There are not many people, it is easy to sell, and they can afford the consultation fee. It is the closest, so it is the best choice.

When he arrived at the next door, Qianji stood behind the wall and looked at the crack of the door.

The couple have fallen asleep peacefully.

He looked around and went through the window.

Soon.

A shrill female voice pierced the night sky.

Surrounding night lights come on room by room.

A black shadow then turned out from under the window.

Qianji walked out of the door in the shadows, with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

so long.

Today is about to come to fruition, it is really hard for him to suppress the excitement in his heart.

When he reached the door, he frowned slightly when he heard footsteps outside the door, and stood sideways behind the door.

The wooden door was pushed open suddenly.

It hit Qianji's forehead.

"boom!"

Qianji gritted his teeth and swallowed a muffled groan, trying to endure the cracking pain in his forehead.

Being in the mortal world, without cultivation, and doing things a little more cumbersome, you can't leave immediately.

"Lao Qi, I just heard that there was movement in your house, what's the matter!"

Hearing the voice fading away, he was about to come out from behind the door.

There was the sound of messy footsteps trotting over again.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Did the members of Lao Qi's family shout just now!"

"..." When they walked further away, Qianji walked out the door holding his bleeding nose.

"Who!"

Before Qianji could react, a sudden kick kicked him to the ground.

"Everyone, come quickly!" Someone shouted, "This man was sneaking around Lao Qi, and I caught him!"

Still not relieved after speaking, he kicked him twice again.

"It must be uneasy to come here in the middle of the night, tell me! Did you come here to steal something!"

Finally, Wen Yang's broken leg "cracked".

Qianji didn't have time to explain, she screamed halfway, and her eyes went dark.

He wakes up again.

The nosebleed stopped, the broken leg was splinted, and lying on the bed, he heard someone next to him keep apologizing.

"Old Liu, I'm really sorry, it's so dark, I really didn't see it was your Wuyang!"

"..." Qianji gritted his teeth, swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, stood up with difficulty, and asked in a hoarse voice, "How is the old seven next door?"

The man felt even more guilty: "Wuyang, you also went to see Lao Qi last night? You said why you didn't make a sound..."

last night?

Qianji looked out the window, only to notice that the sky was dark, it was evening.

A day has passed.

He closed his eyes tightly and fell back on the bed in despair.

"Wuyang, are you okay?" The man was startled when he saw this, and hurriedly said, "Doctor Shen is next door, you must bear with it, I'll go and invite Doctor Shen to come over right away!"

Doctor Shen?

Qianji was taken aback, seeing him running out in a hurry, she quickly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Old Liu was also taken aback: "Wuyang, lie down!"

Qianji pretended to lie back, and said to him: "Father, go and pour a bowl of warm water over here, Dr. Shen must be thirsty after working for so long."

Old Liu nodded again and again: "You are right."

Qianji watched him go out to pour water, and then dragged his broken leg to the table.

The opportunity is once in a lifetime, and he is not willing to give up on it.

Time was running out, he hurriedly took out peach blossom petals from the drawer, and lay back on the bed as soon as possible.

Old Liu came over with water, heard a voice outside the door, knew it was Shen Cang, said something to Qianji, and turned to meet him.

Qianji took the opportunity to pour the petal powder into the bowl, and stirred it randomly with the chopsticks aside.

When Shen Cang came in, he said to Old Liu: "Father."

Old Liu smiled and brought water to Shen Cang: "Dr. Shen, you have been busy for so long, please drink a bowl of water."

"Thank you."

Qianji held his breath and watched Shen Cang take a sip, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

However, after taking the pulse and prescribing the prescription, watching Shen Cang's back leave as usual——

"..." Qianji beat the bed angrily.

Mortal Pharmacopoeia.

No shit! !

—

at the same time.

After returning home and having dinner, Shen Cang helped Jiang Yundu take the medicine, decocted it and took it, washed up and went back to bed to rest together.

Lying on the bed, he felt an occasional fever in his body, but he didn't take it to heart, and just moved the quilt over Jiang Yundu's body.

Jiang Yundu turned his back to him: "I'm not cold."

Shen Cang said: "It is beneficial but not harmful."

Jiang Yundu turned his face slightly behind him, then turned back, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

Shen Cang also closed his eyes and fell asleep.

late at night.

Jiang Yundu was awakened by the heavy breathing in his ear.

He hasn't turned around yet.

A hand behind him grasped his waist, pinching him firmly under his body.

The hot and humid breath rolled over the side of the neck, scorching hot.

"Shen Cang?"

in the dark.

Shen Cang's eyes were half-closed, the thick desire mixed in overwhelmed reason, and the eyes were faintly red.

He locked Jiang Yundu's throat with one hand, brushed his thin lips against the trembling of struggling, and stuck them behind Jiang Yundu's ears.

"Shh."