A foolish king has a disease, a male concubine has medicine

"I didn't die after falling from such a high place, but I was lucky." After searching for a long time with my little hand in the lapel of my chest, I finally found two small and inconspicuous pills, and they stuffed them in a kneeling position. In the mouth, "You two are lucky."

After brushing the dust off his knees, he ran to the bottom of the valley with his little hand holding the basket. After a quarter of an hour, he ran to a small hut, "Grandpa, grandpa, two people fell off the cliff."

The little boy threw the medicine basket on the medicine shelf and rushed into the house.

The old man in the thatched hut was sitting in front of the window, holding a small silver needle in his hand, carefully flicking the fine powder on the yellow paper. His hair was gray at the sideburns, but the top of his hair was black. "The color is wrong."

"Grandpa, did you hear me, two people fell off the cliff!" The boy dragged the bench beside the old man, saying that it was the old man, who was also older, about 40 years old, and still upright Middle-aged, besides, the face is not too old, and the child is not very old, just when he is curious, his head is close to look, "Ah——嗛—".

The powder was blown all over the table, and the little boy grabbed the middle-aged man's sleeve, "Grandpa, I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Han Bicheng rubbed Han Zimu's head, very kindly, "In these years, we have often moved, and it is not common for two people to fall down. The cliff is hundreds of feet high, and it is impossible to survive. There are so many wild animals in the mountain, there will be things To collect the corpses for them."

The silver needle slowly pushed the powder that hadn't flown out of the window back into the yellow paper.

The little boy snatched the silver needle, threw it aside, and pulled Han Bicheng to go out of the house, "But they didn't die, and I gave them the Yangshen Pill."

"What?!" Han Bicheng got up, picked up Han Zimu and ran down the cliff, "Which direction, hurry up."

"Then—" The little boy seemed to know that he had done something wrong, so he pointed in a direction, buried his head on Han Bicheng's shoulder, and shoveled the shovel in his hand, thinking that if he couldn't be rescued later, he would kill the two of them. Buried on the spot, "Grandpa, I'm sorry."

"The Yang Shen Pill is for fear that something will happen to you in this mountain, so I asked you to take it with you. It's good for you, and you can give back two at a time. You kid, you want to piss off your grandfather and me." Han Bicheng didn't dare to say it. Temper, I am only such a little pimple baby, my own incense is only this one.I still count on him to spread the incense.

The speed under the feet is extremely fast, and the lightness on the blades of grass is excellent.Looking at the big pit in the forest, although it is autumn, the water under the cliff is full of greenery, surrounded by broken branches and some peacock feather arrows, the crossbow has been broken and the internal force of the hedge is broken. Excited, has been broken into rotten wood.

"Grandpa, look, those two little brothers are very handsome. Do you think I can grow up like this in the future?" Han Zimu ran to Lin Chishuang and Zhong Linghuai as soon as he landed, and spit on the handkerchief. Go up, carefully wipe off the blood stains on Zhong Linghuai's face, squat down and smile at Han Bicheng, and turn sideways so that Han Bicheng can see the appearance of Lin Chishuang and Zhong Linghuai clearly.

Standing behind the boy and looking at the two people in the pit, Han Bicheng: ...

He took a step forward and felt the pulse of the man in white. He was calm and powerful, not like someone who had been seriously injured. He wanted to throw him out, but found that the man in the navy blue robe below was stubbornly refusing to let go. If the pulse was still a little weak For the strength, Han Bicheng would think that it was dead stiffness, and lightly tapped his fingertips to relieve the strength on his arm.

When he raised his hand again, Zhong Linghuai flew out and hit the ground face down, "You wake him up."

Lin Chishuang's face was black and distorted, and Han Bicheng gave a chestnut to the little boy beside him, "This is a hit, you don't think he has a handsome face."

"I'm talking nonsense about this person. Aren't you called an old poisoner? I saw that this person was extremely poisonous, so I let you breathe." The boy ran to Zhong Linghuai with the hem of his clothes in his hands, and pushed hard. A few times, "Little brother, wake up."

The fingers were slightly bent, the phoenix eyes opened and closed, closed and opened again, and muttered, "Chi, Chi, Chi Shuang."

There was a blur in front of his eyes, as if there was a shadow, Zhong Linghuai forced himself to focus, but saw a boy who was not too tall.Following this glance, all the strength in his body seemed to return to the cage. The pain in his shoulders and ankles was the motivation for him to stimulate himself to stand up. Seeing that his gait was unsteady, Xiao Tong went up to help him, "Thank you, Little boy."

The ankles were cut by the branches on the cliff, and the flesh was overturned. Lin Chishuang in the pit closed his usually beautiful peach blossom eyes and knelt beside Lin Chishuang, his clasped fingers trembling, but he never let go. Under his nose, it was placed on the side of his neck instead. The slight pulsation under his fingers actually made Zhong Linghuai cry, "Thank you sir and young master, for saving my husband's life, please help me again."

"It's not my wish to save you two. My grandson, seeing you are handsome, has given you a few pills. You can stand up now, but it's not thanks to my nourishing pill. It's not bad, my father and I are here I have been under the cliff for many years, and I still lack a servant to take care of me." Han Bicheng got up, picked up his grandson, and rushed to his residence.

"Sir, I can be an ox and a horse for you and the young master, but I hope that the master can save his life." Zhong Linghuai knelt straight, clasped his robes, bowed three times and bowed nine times with the highest etiquette of the Huai Dynasty, Blood was knocked out on the white forehead, and fine stones and soil were embedded.

"Grandpa." The little boy put his arms around Han Bicheng's neck, knowing that grandpa has his own plans, he is not young, and Han Bicheng protects him well, but it doesn't mean that he can do whatever he wants.

"Throw away the shovel, why are you still holding on to it?" Han Bicheng carried Han Zimu and walked towards his hut.

"Oh, good." The little boy threw away the shovel in his hand, and when Han Bicheng flew into the air, he suddenly shouted, "Little brother, trot eastward for a quarter of an hour. Grandpa and I are waiting for you in the hut."

Zhong Ling Huaifeng hoped for a great victory, and said to the two who had already flown away, "Thank you sir and young master."

"Idiot, what an idiot," Zhong Linghuai took a deep breath, and checked from head to toe bit by bit. There were multiple fractures, and there was only one person behind him, and he didn't dare to move. Although there were many wounds on his body, he didn't bleed. It must be Mr. The nourishing pill in his mouth had an effect.He doesn't know how to look at internal injuries, he has to send people there, and now he has multiple fractures all over his body, so he shouldn't move it casually, fortunately he doesn't have a chest, otherwise he doesn't know what to do.

For a while, how to carry Lin Chishuang became a headache. When he looked up, he saw the shovel thrown aside by the boy, and he didn't look at the injury on his ankle. In Zhong Linghuai's mind, since he couldn't die, he should Doing something more useful, he stood up with effort, his forehead was covered with sweat, and limped towards the shovel.