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"Ah-ah-!"

The shrieking scream cut through the misty mist in the morning, leaving a long and narrow opening. The cold wind blew from the gap to the fingertips. With a tremor, the celadon cup fell straight down and hit the rock. Broken in half at the foot.

Gongsun Ce stretched out his head to look down, and whispered to himself in fear: "Bao... Bao Zheng!?" Without pausing, he quickly passed by Pang Tong's side , rushed towards the bamboo building.

The white clothes as thin as a cicada's wings carried a gust of wind, and it blew on Pang Tong's face, which really hurt.

Bao Zheng's room was in the sun of the bamboo building, Gongsun Ce rushed in three steps at a time, surprised to see that Bao Zheng had already stood up, and with a wave of his arm, he swept away all the crumbling teacups and cups on the table. There was an endless crackling sound, the eyes were open, the black pupils were empty and lifeless.

He held his head, screaming for pain.

The medicine was spilled all over the floor, and the white porcelain bowl was still spinning around the bottom of the bowl. Xiaoman didn't care about Bao Zheng's wildly waving arms, and wanted to pull him while crying his name.

As soon as she touched Bao Zheng's arm, she fell heavily to the ground with heavy force, almost dying of breath.

Gongsun Ce stepped forward in a hurry, stretching out his hand to help Xiaoman up, while Bao Zheng put his hands on the corner of the table, making a gesture to bump his head on it, he lost Xiaoman's face in shock, hugged Bao Zheng from behind, with both hands Knotted his chest, dragged it out vigorously, and shouted: "Bao Zheng, calm down, calm down!"

Bao Zheng twisted his body forcefully, Gongsun Ce almost let go of his hand, hurriedly clasped his loose hand tightly again, his face was pressed against Bao Zheng's back, and he didn't dare to speak again, for fear that once he opened his mouth, he wouldn't be able to muster the words again. She hugged him with all her strength.

I just feel pain like my head is exploding, and there is darkness in front of my eyes. From time to time, there are spooky voices, as thin as mosquito whispers, and booming like thunder. Suddenly, thorns and thorns wrapped around my chest and arms, and I twisted my body violently in horror. , After flicking it desperately, the thorns receded.

When Pang Tong came in, he saw Gongsun Ce, who was thrown away by Bao Zheng, hit his back on the bedpost.

Even though Pang Tong was good at self-cultivation, he couldn't help his anger, besides, his self-cultivation was not for tolerance.

It's just that the anger came so suddenly, I didn't have time to realize why.

He flew up, and greeted Bao Zheng with a blow of the knife in his hand. Even if he only used [-]% of his strength, he managed to make him fall to the ground, and then he was unknown for a few days.

The air behind his head suddenly became a little messy, Pang Tong's ears trembled reflexively, and he didn't turn his head back to turn his palms back. With a flick of his fingers, he heard the muffled sound of strong winds colliding.

Pang Tong didn't need to look back to know who it was, his eyebrows were filled with anger.

Zhan Zhao swung his long sword back, put it into the sheath with a clang, and called out worriedly, "Brother Bao!?"

How did Bao Zheng know that the people in this room were falling and getting angry because of him.

While covering his head, Zhan Zhao ran around the room, with a demonic expression, Zhan Zhao screamed and pulled, but couldn't respond, so he had no choice but to move him towards his front and stroke his black sweet hole Bao Zheng, who was flaring his teeth and claws, suddenly became quiet, his hands and feet were limply hanging down, and he half leaned on Zhan Zhao. Zhan Zhao frowned and scolded Pang Tong angrily: "The shot is so heavy, do you want to kill Brother Bao?"

Xiaoman struggled to get up and supported Bao Zheng on the other side.

Pang Tong ignored him, turned around and squatted beside Gongsun Ce, saw his bewildered expression, twisted his heart, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Gongsun Ce slid along the carved bedposts and sat down on the cold ground, dizzy, the ground was covered with broken white porcelain pieces, his eyes were dazzled by the sunlight, his eyes were all gray, his mind was a mess, and he couldn't even think about it. up.

Suddenly feeling a heat in his palm, Gongsun Ce came back to his senses with a jerk, and saw Pang Tong holding his hand, blocking half of his shoulder, and wanted to help him up.

The idea of ​​thanking just emerged in my heart, and I was immediately overwhelmed by Bao Zheng's painful expression just now, seeing him leave Pang Tong's side with a slight struggle, and helped Zhan Zhao Xiaoman put Bao Zheng on the bed, and covered the quilt , pulled out his wrist to feel his pulse.

He was still as weak as yesterday, but his pulse would vibrate his fingertips furiously every half a quarter, which made his heart jump with fear.

How is this going?

He had just recovered from a serious illness, how could his fragile heart withstand such a toss.

"Brother Gongsun, how is Brother Bao?"

"Brother Gongsun, why did Dabao behave like this?"

Gongsun Ce clenched his fists, his fingertips were icy cold, and murmured: "I don't know either."

"Zhan Zhao, go get my silver needle."

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The room was extremely quiet, only Bao Zheng's heavy breathing and Xiaoman's low sobbing could be heard.

The house was full of mess, and the servants lingered in front of the door for a long time, but no one dared to go forward, because they watched the master of the house looking gloomy at the young man in white who was concentrating on administering the needle.

"Zhan Zhao, remember that the internal force should not be rushed or delayed, otherwise it will hurt the heart."

Gongsun Ce pinched with his left hand to find the exact acupoints, and pinched the tiny needle with his right hand, piercing all the acupoints of the heart and lungs, neither light nor heavy, sweat dripped from his forehead.

Seeing that his brows were furrowed, he must have been in pain in the dream, but he couldn't bear it, so he changed the round sharp needle and pierced it into Tianshu, Qihai, just for the pain relief.

Thinking back when Gongsun Ce's cold syndrome broke out, Aunt Bao and Zhan Zhao were busy, but Pang was the only one who left him alone. In this situation, it seemed to repeat itself, but the patient and doctor were changed, but the feeling of being isolated was still the same. Maybe it's just a thought, and it's gone in a blink of an eye, and it's different now, when did that emotion turn into unwillingness.

The few of them seemed to be embracing each other, propping up a world that even a needle could not penetrate, and the center of this world was that Bao Zheng.

Bao Zheng!snort!

Pang Tong let out a muffled snort, and went out of the room, scaring the servants outside the door to scatter.

After a while, Bao Zheng really calmed down his breathing, Gongsun Ce caught his pulse, and heaved a sigh of relief for a long time.

Xiaoman carefully wiped the sweat from Bao Zheng's forehead, and cried, "He doesn't hurt anymore, Brother Gongsun."

"Xiaoman, why is he like this, you tell me."

"This morning, I brought the medicine. He hasn't woken up yet. He slept very deeply and steadily. I sat on the edge of the bed and watched him, waiting for him to wake up. After sitting for a long time, the medicine was cold. I went to After getting hot once, when I came back, I saw his eyes slightly open, I put a pillow on him, and fed him the medicine spoon by spoon."

Xiaoman spoke softly, like a few treasures, and his expression made Gongsun Ce feel ashamed. In the morning, he was supposed to come over to have a look, but when Pang Tong called, he went to fetch water and make tea with him for breakfast. Maybe he would come here sooner. Now I can know the reason why Bao Zheng is strange.

Xiaoman continued: "After feeding half a bowl of medicine, he suddenly grabbed his hair and screamed in pain. I panicked and went to hold his hand, but he pushed him away, and the medicine was spilled. He screamed twice, Start smashing things."

Xiaoman caressed Bao Zheng's forehead, started to sob again, and suddenly grabbed Gongsun Ce's hem: "Isn't it because of the rush to feed the medicine today? I...I just want him to eat some porridge earlier Ah!" She said, her eyes widened, her face full of remorse, as if the real culprit was her.

Gongsun Ce hurriedly comforted him softly: "How could it be, Xiaoman, don't make random guesses."

Recalling Bao Zheng's appearance just now, he must have had a severe headache, so he asked, "Xiaoman, are you sure he didn't hurt his head?"

"At the beginning, I was very worried that he would hurt his head, so I checked it specially, and there was nothing but a few scratches on his face."

"Not even bruises?"

"No, I've seen every inch of the scalp."

"Then has he ever been in such a situation before?"

"Before?" Xiaoman wiped away his tears, "He only gained some strength in the past month, and he has never been like this before."

Gongsun Ce murmured: This is amazing. Could it be that the injury is still lurking and cannot be transferred?

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and asked, "You said half of the medicine was given?"

Xiaoman nodded.

Gongsun Ce got up to pick up the medicine bowl that was overturned on the ground, the brown medicine soup hung on the wall of the bowl and slowly flowed down, shallowly accumulating to the bottom of the bowl.

Hearing it was no different from yesterday's medicinal soup, he couldn't help but frowned, and then asked again: "Xiaoman, you said that the doctor just came the day before yesterday, did he say anything to you?"

"The doctor only said that he is recovering well, and he can already take a small amount of tonic, which will improve faster, so he changed the prescription."

"Changed the prescription? Where's the prescription? Show me!"

"The doctor prescribed the prescription, and it was handed over to the family in charge of the medicine in Bieyuan."

"Xiaoman, can you hand over the family member who is in charge of the medicine?" Gongsun Ce said while calling Bao Zheng's pulse.

Xiao Man looked down at his fingers, and suddenly said, "I'll ask Pang Tong to find them all." He turned to leave.

How could Gongsun Ce's Qiqiaolinglong heart not understand the meaning of these words, it seems that the family members on this island are as arrogant as the masters, and they don't pay much attention to the outsiders, she is here even the servants Why not?

Looking at Xiaoman's attire, he should have known earlier, Gongsun Ce felt pity for a while, and raised his voice and said, "Xiaoman, you stay and take care of him, and I'll go find Pang Tong."

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Pang Tong's house was located at the highest point, and he could see the scenery under the layers of greenery by leaning on the window in his spare time.

When Gongsun Ce arrived, the door was not closed, and when he looked up, he could see a white figure rummaging in front of the cabinet.

Gongsun Ce knocked on the door politely.

Pang Tong didn't raise his head, he continued to move his hands and said, "Master Gongsun didn't look at your good brother, why did you come to Pang's house?"

"I want to ask Mr. Pang to call all the family members in charge of the medicine. Gongsun Ce has something to do with them."

Pang Tong straightened up, as if he was holding something in his hand, then he closed the cabinet door and walked over: "The servants of Pang's family are not idlers, they are all busy."

Gongsun Ce wasn't in the mood to joke with him, so he frowned, and said angrily, "Pang Tong, Bao Zheng went crazy for no reason, I have to know what's going on so I can prescribe the right medicine?"

Pang Tong didn't answer, he stretched out his hand to Gongsun Ce's back and pressed it, and Gongsun Ce unconsciously let out a "squeak".

The place where he was hit just now, was pressed by him, and it was a dull pain.

"Pang Tong, what are you doing?!"

Pang Tong shook the object in his hand, a small blue porcelain bottle: "First apply the medicine, and then I will follow what you said."

Gongsun Ce's heart was already hot, but he was vaguely overwhelmed by anxiety. He heard him anxiously said: "Such a small injury, what is it, Bao Zheng's side is more important!"

Without waiting for Pang Tong's answer, he took his arm and was about to leave.

Pang Tong grabbed Gongsun Ce's wrist with his backhand, pulled him back easily, and stared at him with a smile that was not a smile: "I said to take the medicine first."

"You... ah!" Gongsun Ce wanted to reason with him, but before he could get a firm foothold, he was dragged into the house vigorously.

Wanting to break his hand, it was as tight as iron tongs, and he shouted: "Pang Tong, let me go!"

After saying that, he raised his foot to kick him, Pang Tong turned around lightly, and avoided the kick, standing face to face with Gongsun Ce, there was a cold light in his eyes, which he had never seen before, and he felt embarrassed, so he had to turn around Tone: "Okay, you give me the medicine bottle, as soon as I have free time, the first thing I do is take the medicine."

"I said now." There was something willful about it.

Gongsun Ce couldn't help being annoyed, and shouted: "Pang Tong! There are priorities in everything. I won't be grateful for your concern."

Unexpectedly, Pang Tong's eyebrows were folded into Sichuan characters, and he shouted fiercely: "Which one wants your gratitude? How many times have you been grateful?"

Gongsun Ce felt a tightness around his waist, and the man's free hand was already wrapped around him, pulling him into his arms, and the two of them were pressed together, Pang Tong lowered his eyes to look at him, and his eyes were full of sparkling anger. meaning.

This posture alone has already made the ears red, one hand beat and pushed on his chest, there was an empty sound, Gongsun Ce shouted: "Let go!!"

There was a soft sound, like a half-flicked bracket.

Gongsun Ce silenced.

The plain white belt around his waist fell off at the sound, and the white clothes tightly tied around his waist fell apart, causing a burst of coolness.

Six points of embarrassment and three points of panic are mixed with one point of fear.

Seeing that look in his eyes, with an inexplicable sense of frustration, Pang Tong sighed lowly, and without giving him a chance to breathe, he took advantage of the situation and pressed him face down on the bamboo bed, grabbed the back collar of his shirt, and took it off left and right.

Gongsun Ce was pressed in the soft cotton, and before he had time to raise his head, he felt a chill on his back and shoulders, and turned half of his face, only to see that his clothes had been taken down to his waist.

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a broken voice: "You, you, how could..."

He knew in his heart that Pang Tong was determined, and Gongsun Ce was so angry that he didn't want to say anything. It was for his own good anyway, so he simply followed his will. Looking at him just now, he seemed to be angry, and then buried his face in the into the cotton wool.

This man is a bit scary.

Gongsun Ce thought so.

There are some sporadic coolness on the vest, the feeling of water droplets, more and more, and finally connected into one piece, getting colder and colder.

He can vaguely see the slender collarbone stretching down to the corner of his shoulders. His back seems to be whiter than his face, but there is some ruddy color on his shoulders. The edges are already a little purple, and faint carvings are outlined.

Pang Tong said coldly, "You are lucky that you didn't hurt your back."

"How is it possible, how powerful Bao Zheng can be, besides... eh!"

Pang Tong's hand covered it, still with that layer of warmth, covered with thin calluses, and rubbed away the cold accumulated on his back.

There was a throbbing in Gongsun Ce's heart, his cheeks became hotter and hotter, he buried his face deeper in the cotton wool, and said vaguely: "You insist on taking the medicine, please hurry up, and when Bao Zheng's matter is over, Gongsun Ce can't wait until the matter is over. Thanks."

Pang Tong should have heard it, and heard it clearly, otherwise he would not have slowed down on purpose.

He was also too thin, the spine, shoulder blades and even the ribs were clearly visible. When he put his hands on them, they were a little soft and slippery, and his fingers lingered on his spine, going down one by one.

"This medicine is specially made by the Pang family. It is worth a thousand dollars. It is the most effective in promoting blood circulation and dispelling stasis."

"Your family also has a special imperial doctor who dispenses medicine?"

"So what about the imperial physicians? There are quite a few mediocre ones. Those who dispense medicines to my Pang family are all capable people. Those who can be placed in my room, whether they treat external injuries or internal injuries, are naturally the best."

Pang Tong had some traces of internal energy in his hand, the medicine was absorbed very quickly, he tipped the bottle to pour it again, but found that the bottle was already empty, so he had no choice but to shake the bottle, saying: "Okay."