After dressing up as a demon

Cold winter night.

The howling wind hit the bed window, revealing a deep sense of coldness.

in the bedroom.

There was still a slight "crackling" sound in the charcoal basin under the bed.

On the bed, the quilt was surging, and a hotter breath was still brewing.

"Shen Cang!"

Jiang Yundu leaned on the bed with one arm, endured the discomfort of tearing the wound, pressed his right hand on Shen Cang's burning palm, and said in a deep voice, "Stop!"

Hearing this, Shen Cang chuckled in his ear, and tightened his palms.

The hand locked in his throat slipped upwards slightly, clasped his jaw, and slowly leaned over to kiss his thin lips from behind him.

Jiang Yundu's eyes tightened.

"It's very hot." Shen Cang's voice was slightly hoarse and itchy, "It will be fine soon."

The scorching temperature slowly descended from the chest and abdomen, Jiang Yundu's breathing was slightly rough, and when he touched a certain place, he suddenly regained consciousness.

He gathered his five fingers together, raised his arm suddenly and attacked Shen Cang's neck backwards.

The sound of the wind piercing through the air was so fast in the quiet bedroom.

But was easily stopped.

Shen Cang clasped his wrist, pressed it on the pillow, and took advantage of the situation to bully him.

The chest on the back was spreading with stronger body temperature, and Jiang Yundu's voice became deeper and deeper: "Shen Cang, you are crazy."

Shen Cang bent his knees and pushed between his legs, let go of his face with his left hand, untied the tie, and slid his fingertips into the neckline, which was so hot that it was numb——

Suddenly.

"..." Jiang Yundu's back tensed suddenly, unable to move his hand buried in the pillow, he clenched his fist suddenly.

Heavy breathing lingers in the darkness.

Feeling something strange under his body for a long time, Jiang Yundu's five fingers tightened again and again, barely noticing the slight pain of the wound opening, and turned to look behind him.

Shen Cang let him turn sideways, then pressed down again.

"Shen Cang—"

Before he finished speaking, he inadvertently met those eyes full of desire.

Jiang Yundu was slightly startled: "Are you poisoned?"

The next moment, Shen Cang lowered his eyes and kissed his thin lips.

Jiang Yundu's eyes twitched several times, he raised his leg and kicked sideways, but he was restricted everywhere.

Shen Cang easily grasped his movement and pressed it to his waist.

Jiang Yundu's face darkened even more.

"Don't move around." Shen Cang's voice rang in his ears again.

Jiang Yundu's moves were like lightning——

"Jiang Yeqing."

The palm wind stopped in front of the throat, and after only a moment, it was cut back by Shen Cang.

Jiang Yundu struggled, his face as dark as water.

under the bed.

The charcoal basin was still crackling.

The tangled breathing in the bedroom became longer and longer.

—

The next day.

early morning.

Before Jiang Yundu was fully awake, he felt strange.

He opened his eyes suddenly, his jaw was as cold as iron.

The body temperature stuck behind him has not left all night, the warm breath brushes over the side of the neck, the steady and long breath is close at hand, without turning his face, he has already touched the tip of Shen Cang's nose.

Jiang Yundu closed his eyes, and was about to distance himself——

The arms around his waist and abdomen tightened in sleep, and they pushed him back in front of him.

The steady breathing was disturbed, and Jiang Yundu's eyes were slightly condensed.

Shen Cang is about to wake up.

After returning to calmness in his arms, Shen Cang opened his eyes the next second.

Splitting headache.

He was about to raise his hand to press against his temple, when he stopped suddenly.

Why is Jiang Yundu in his arms?

He subconsciously stepped back, and the feeling of the warm package being pulled out from under his body made him freeze again.

In my mind, the fragments of last night flooded into my mind instantly.

Shen Cang was forced to recall, exerting a little force on his palm.

Jiang Yundu was caught off guard and snorted.

Shen Cang regained his senses, and immediately withdrew and retreated.

Jiang Yundu tightened his fingers, his face dark and smelly.

Shen Cang reached behind him: "How are you?"

Jiang Yundu grabbed his wrist suddenly: "What are you going to do?"

Shen Cang frowned: "See if you are injured?"

Jiang Yundu said coldly: "No."

Shen Cang heard his tone, and asked him tentatively: "Is this the first time?"

I don't know what I remembered, Jiang Yundu didn't speak for a long time.

"Sorry." Shen Cang said, seeing the mottled red marks on the side of his neck, coughed, raised his eyes and turned to his side face, "It's my fault."

Jiang Yundu turned his back to him: "You have been drugged."

Shen Cang paused slightly.

He still remembered everything that happened last night.

He was indeed drugged, and the drug was so strong that he relied on instinct without any restraint.

"do not worry,"

Jiang Yundu didn't hear the next words for a long time, and before turning around, he heard the restrained breathing behind him, turned to look over, and was facing Shen Cang's frowning face.

"Shen Cang?"

Shen Cang pressed his fist on his forehead: "I'm fine."

After finishing the words, he looked at Jiang Yundu, but he couldn't speak, his eyes darkened, and he gradually fell asleep.

"Shen Cang?"

Shen Cang was indifferent.

Jiang Yundu gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, laid his face on his veins with a sullen face, and confirmed that he was fine, then took out the messy underwear from under him, put it on his body casually, and lifted the quilt to get out of bed.

When one foot landed on the ground, his face was black and smelly, and he stood on the spot for a long time to calm down, looked back at Shen Cang, turned and went out.

"boom!"

The sound of the door slamming was earth-shattering.

Bed.

Shen Cang was still sleepy.

After sleeping until noon, when he opened his eyes again, the throbbing forehead finally eased.

But the arms are empty.

The bed next to me was cold.

Shen Cang withdrew his hand, put on his clothes and was about to get up when the door suddenly opened.

Jiang Yundu came in with a medicine bowl, met his gaze, and walked slowly to the bedside: "Drink it."

Shen Cang asked: "What medicine?"

Jiang Yundu turned around.

"I'll drink." Shen Cang said helplessly, "Give it to me."

Jiang Yundu handed him the bowl and turned to leave, but he raised his hand to hold him.

Shen Cang drank the medicine and said: "Don't go, I have something to tell you."

Jiang Yundu looked down at him: "What are you talking about?"

Shen Cang first said: "Lie down and rest first."

Jiang Yundu said lightly, "I'm not that useless."

Shen Cang was silent for a moment.

Judging from the scene in his memory, Jiang Yundu's recovery ability is simply different from ordinary people.

But Jiang Yundu had always been stubborn, so he didn't insist anymore.

"I want to say," Shen Cang put down the medicine bowl, stood up and looked at him, "I will investigate this matter, but since this accident has already happened, I will not run away, don't worry, I will arrange everything."

Jiang Yundu turned his eyes slightly to avoid his gaze: "What is the arrangement?"

"Will you marry me?"

Jiang Yundu looked back suddenly: "Married?"

"You know all my belongings," Shen Cang looked at him and said with a smile, "I don't know much, and losing my memory may be a burden to you, but I can guarantee that in the days to come, I will Do your best to cure my illness, do everything that needs to be done, if you want, right here, we will hold a wedding that satisfies you as much as possible, the time is up to you.”

Jiang Yundu's wrist trembled slightly, he broke away from his hand, and took a step forward.

Shen Cang asked: "What?"

Jiang Yundu didn't speak.

"You don't believe me?" Shen Cang's voice came from behind him, "I'm serious."

Jiang Yundu pursed his thin lips straight.

Just seeing the seriousness in Shen Cang's eyes, he listened inexplicably to the bottom of his heart.

However, he should not listen to it, nor should he misunderstand Shen Cang.

"What are you dissatisfied with me, tell me." Shen Cang looked at his back, "Or what did I do before."

a long time.

Jiang Yundu said, "No."

Shen Cang said: "Then you—"

"I won't marry you." Jiang Yundu interrupted him, his back looked indifferent, "You were poisoned, you had to have sex last night, that's all, don't need to mention it in the future."

After speaking, he lifted the curtain and went out, his footsteps appearing slower than before.

Shen Cang didn't notice his movements, after listening to his words, the smile on his lips faded slightly.

Jiang Yundu's attitude was obvious.

The refusal in the words is also very firm.

Shen Cang glanced at the blurred figure outside the window, and then walked out the door.

On the table in the main room, the food that had already cooled down was placed on a plate, almost untouched.

After Shen Cang washed up, he turned into the pharmacy.

Standing by the stove, Jiang Yundu didn't lift his head when he saw him enter the door, obviously not planning to talk to him.

"You said you wouldn't marry me, why?"

Jiang Yundu tightened his grip on the book, and turned to look at him: "You help me heal my wounds, and I'll help you detoxify, it's just a matter of cleansing."

Shen Cang frowned.

Could it be that what Qianji said before was false, he has no special relationship with Jiang Yundu, is he guessing wrong?

"Also." Jiang Yundu paused, "I will leave when I recover from my injury."

Shen Cang stopped at his feet: "Where are you going?"

Jiang Yundu withdrew his gaze, and the knuckles on the back of the hand holding the book were slightly white: "It has nothing to do with you."

Shen Cang looked at his cold side face: "Leave and never come back?"

a moment.

If it goes against Du Jie, it is on the edge of the tooth.

"Yes." Jiang Yundu turned around, suppressed the unspeakable distracting thoughts in his heart, and repeated, "I will not come back."

"Doctor Shen!"

A call from outside the door broke the silence in the pharmacy.

A man ran into the yard.

"Is Dr. Shen at home!"

Behind him, the door closed once.

Jiang Yundu turned around.

The corner of Shen Cang's clothes sank into the last crack of the door and disappeared.

—

Coming to the patient's home with the man, Shen Cang checked the pulse, explained a few words to the patient's family, and then went out with the medicine box.

The patient was attacked the night before and was seriously injured.

It may be that he didn't know when he provoked the enemy, the attack was heavy, and the injury required a long time to recuperate.

It happened that the Liu family was next door. When he came over, the old head Liu asked him to take a look after he finished here.

I heard that Qianji came here after hearing the sound the day before yesterday, but was mistaken for a thief and beat him up, and his injuries aggravated a lot.

Fortunately, there is no serious problem, just need to stay in bed for a while.

When Shen Cang entered the door, Qianji was lying on the bed with a book in his hand, as if he was engrossed in reading it.

Hearing the movement, he lowered his head and greeted: "Master."

Then he looked at Old Liu, "Father."

Old Liu hurriedly said, "Dr. Shen, drink some water!"

"Thank you." Shen Cang raised his hand to take it, took a sip politely, and put it aside casually.

Qianji stared secretly.

There is no other way, he can only repeat the old tricks.

Last night, he reprocessed the remaining peach blossom petals. This time, he mixed the pollen, petal powder and unprocessed petals in water, a three-pronged approach!

However, after the pulse diagnosis, Shen Cang remained calm.

Qianji waited and waited, gritting his teeth.

He already knew that he shouldn't give up just because of a broken leg. If he had known this, he would go through the boxes and cabinets to get the poison he didn't find, so that Shen Cang would die from the poison directly!

Seeing that Shen Cang was about to leave, he held onto the corner of Shen Cang's sleeve resolutely: "Master, can you stay a little longer, I have a few questions for you."

Shen Cang said, "Next time."

Qianji saw that he seemed to be in a bad mood today, and had already guessed secretly for a long time: "Master——"

"Snapped!"

Old Liu shook Qianji's hand, "Doctor Shen is busy with urgent matters, so don't delay him!"

Qianji shook her red and painful hands, swallowed her anger, bowed her head and said, "Master, go away."

"Pay attention to rest." After Shen Cang finished speaking, he left with the medicine box.

He went out to collect herbs on the mountain, and did not return until it was getting late.

When he got home, Jiang Yundu sat at the table in the main room, and for the first time he didn't ask where he was going.

After eating, Shen Cang gave Jiang Yundu medicine as usual.

While decocting the medicine, he changed the bed in the pharmacy, and when he brought the medicine to the bedroom, he said, "I'll go to the pharmacy to sleep tonight."

Jiang Yundu had seen him back and forth a long time ago, and when he heard this sentence, he still stopped taking the bowl.

The ink-colored decoction swayed in the bowl.

The reflections of the two rippled on the water.

quiet.

Jiang Yundu said, "Okay."

into the night.

Moonlight outside the window.

Seeing that the candles in the pharmacy were extinguished, Jiang Yundu went back to the bed and sat down.

Maybe I'm used to having someone by my side, and it seems to be extraordinarily cold tonight.

While awake, he closed his eyes and rested. He didn't know how long it had passed when he suddenly heard the door open.

"Who."

There was only a burst of footsteps outside the door, but no one answered.

Jiang Yundu got out of bed holding the sword from the head of the bed.

The bedroom door slammed softly.

Under the dim moonlight, a bit of coldness comes——

Seeing Shen Cang's face, Jiang Yundu stopped abruptly!

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Yundu looked away, turned and walked towards the bed.

Suddenly, a hand pressed back on his chest, pulling him back into his arms.

The familiar heavy breathing rang in his ears, and Jiang Yundu's hand holding the sword was slightly tight.

Another scorching palm pressed against the back of his hand, leading his hand to turn the sharp blade, and cut the tie silently.

Jiang Yundu stabbed behind him with his backhand.

The tip of the sword brushed against Shen Cang's waist, and suddenly missed the door frame, shaking with a "buzz".

Shen Cang turned around and pressed the person in his arms against the wall.

Contrary to the scalding heat behind him, the coolness penetrated through the underwear, and Jiang Yundu's tone was slightly angry.

"Shen Cang!"