Painter

Bai Qian was taken aback, he didn't expect them to come back suddenly, let alone Si Qi appearing in this state.Si Qi's face was pale, his breathing was weak, and he had already entered a deep coma.

Mu Yueguan squatted in front of Si Qi, stretched out his hand to poke him, then turned around and asked Jingxi, "What's wrong with him?"

Jingxi poured himself a cup of tea, drank it down like a horse, and said, "I fell off the horse."

Mu Yueguan blinked blankly, not understanding.Bai Qian hastily withdrew his arm and asked the doctor to see Si Qi.The old man took the pulse, looked at Si Qi with his eyelids open for a long time, stroked his beard and pondered for a long time, and said, "Pull up."

Mu Yueguan didn't understand even more, Jingxi grabbed her arm, skillfully exerted force, and threw her out.Before Mu Yueguan could get angry, Jingxi slammed on the door and plugged it in from the inside.

Here, the old man had already started to take off Si Qi's clothes, and he saw clearly after a while.

Si Qi usually looks thin, and his clothes seem to be hanging on his body, empty.But after removing the clothes, I found that he was also very strong.It's just that there is an extremely thick layer of bandages wrapped around this muscular back, which is soaked through at the moment, revealing a little pink.

Jing Xi watched silently, the old man took off his bandages, threw them on the ground, and quickly piled them up into a big ball.Bai Qian took a quick look and saw Si Qi's naked back with several wounds interlaced vertically and horizontally.The flesh was broken, and the wound was rolled up. At this moment, pus and blood flowed out, but there was some green in the dark red, which was extremely miserable.

Bai Qian couldn't help retching, Jing Xi turned his head and gave him a faint look.

The old man rolled up his sleeves and ordered, "Bring me my medicine box."

Jingxi then walked to Bai Qian's bedside, but her eyes did not fall on Bai Qian's body, she just took the medicine box and turned around.

The old man took a bottle of medicine powder and sprinkled it on Si Qi's wound, waited for a while, wiped off the medicine powder and pus and blood, and sprinkled it again.After repeating this many times, the wound gradually became clean and no more fluid flowed out.

Jingxi bent down to look at his wound, and pressed her fingertips back and forth on Si Qi's back, as if to confirm something.The old man cleaned his hands and began to touch his beard again: "I will prescribe a medicine later to keep him from having a high fever. You boil it and give him a drink. But I can only clean up the wounds, but I can't heal them. "

Bai Qian was puzzled and asked, "Why?"

The old man replied: "The blood mixed with green is caused by the painter. The injury has been at least a month, and it hasn't fully healed yet. The knife that injured him must have been done by a senior painter. I can't cure it. I'm going to ask him Old head. Huai Yuan can cure this, he is the closest."

Bai Qian understood what he meant, and asked, "You mean, the higher the level of the knife, the harder the cuts will be? And ordinary doctors can't see it?"

The old man nodded: "Exactly. If the wound was caused by a fifth-level soldier armor, basically it will not heal again, and he can only wait for death. Look at his wound, if there is no fifth-level armor, there must be a fourth-level."

Jingxi thought for a while, picked up Si Qi's clothes and threw them on him, and went to open the door.Mu Yueguan was roaring, and when he saw Jingxi, he was about to rush up and strike.Jingxi took half a step back, and said coldly, "Doctor Gu."

Mu Yueguan was still making trouble, Bai Qian hurriedly explained loudly: "Si Qi has a lot of stab wounds on his back, he is about to die!"

Mu Yueguan squinted at Si Qi who was on the couch, and sneered: "I can't wait for everyone in the Ming family to die! Hmph!"

Jingxi walked to Si Qi's side, pulled the corner of the robe, and pulled the clothes covering Si Qi's body away.The wound on his back has been cleaned up, but a month of suffering is still unavoidable.Mu Yueguan just glanced at it, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Jingxi called Si Qi's two servants and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing here at Fanxi?"

The boy had long been shocked by Si Qi's sudden coma, and bumped into Jing Xi's iceberg face, and replied tremblingly: "Come and see a doctor. Sir Si Qi's injury will not heal, so I came to see Gu doctor……"

Jingxi continued to ask, "How did you get hurt?"

The boy shook his head: "I don't know. We really don't know! One night there was a sudden noise in the mansion, and we only found out the next day that Master Si Qi was seriously injured. No one knew what was going on, and Master Ming was not allowed to ask..."

These two people didn't seem to be lying, Jingxi lowered her eyes, and changed the question: "What happened after you came?"

"Doctor Gu gave me the medicine and said he wanted to rest. But when I was about to go back, I met him." The boy pointed to Bai Qian, "Master Si Qi said that Master Ming would be very happy to see him. The trip was delayed. "

Jingxi kept her head depressed and did not speak, and the boy shrank into a ball, not daring to speak out.After Dr. Gu arrived, he confirmed that the two men were not lying, and Jingxi let them go.Si Qi was in a coma all the time, and even the two doctors took turns torturing his wound without grunting.

Jingxi always looked thoughtful, Bai Qian couldn't figure out what he was thinking.In fact, Jingxi has always been like this, with no expression, no words, and flat eyes.It seems that there is no emotion, and it seems that it is very unhappy.

It wasn't until Si Qi's wound was re-wrapped that Mu Yueguan began to recover, pulled Jingxi and asked, "Where's my brother? Why are you the only two coming back?"

"on the way."

Jingxi took a letter to Mu Yueguan.Mu Yueguan hurriedly swept over the letter, kicked the letter in his arms, and ran out.

Bai Qian asked: "What is she going to do?"

"Take Zeki."

"What is Tatsuki doing at this time?"

Jingxi paused for a while, and said a long sentence: "The emperor spared the punishment of the Mu family, but he is not at ease to hand over Zelin to the care of the Mu family, and wants to re-select the manager. The Qu family proposed to re-evaluate, Regardless of family or individual, everyone can participate, including the Mu family. The content of the evaluation is the palace, and the one who wins the emperor's favor the most wins."

Bai Qian frowned: "Why do I feel that this is taking the opportunity to build a house and ask you to paint him a house for nothing..."

Jing Xi had nothing to say, Bai Qian asked: "So you all have to go back?"

Jingxi nodded.Bai Qian asked worriedly: "Will Si Qi go back too?"

This time Jingxi didn't answer, but was silent for a moment, and asked instead: "You don't want to go with him?"

Bai Qian shook his head resolutely: "Of course not!"

Jingxi got closer and continued to ask, "Where do you want to go?"

Bai Qian confessed: "If possible, I will stay in Fanxi."

The air pressure around Jingxi suddenly dropped, and his tone became even colder: "The Mu family is also considered a city lord, who can protect you well. But Mu Yueguan is young, and Mu Qingjian is weak. If you stay here, no one can control you." you!"

Bai Qian felt that Jingxi seemed to be a little angry, but it was a little sudden, and he couldn't figure out the reason, so he nodded and admitted: "Yes. Si Qi is too radical, he is so cruel to himself, and he runs back and forth when he is wounded. , then I must be even more miserable in his hands. Although Mu Yueguan has a bad temper, at least he will discuss with me and exchange things for my prosthetic limb. Compared with the two, of course I want to stay here."

Jingxi has always been indifferent to emotions, but at this moment she just stared at Bai Qian, then turned around and walked away suddenly.

Bai Qian leaned out half of his body out of nowhere, stretched out his hand to grab a handful, and only held a corner of Jingxi's clothes.Jing Xi walked quickly, never expecting that Bai Qian would pull him.After realizing that the robe was grabbed, there was already the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground behind him.

Bai Qian's legs were weak, and his upper body was hanging in the air. He fell down uncontrollably due to Jingxi's strength.Roots were rooted at Jingxi's feet, she stood on the spot, looked down at Bai Qian, and didn't speak.

Bai Qian supported the floor and turned over, raised his head and asked, "Are you angry?"

Jing Xi didn't answer, Bai Qian said to himself: "I think you seem to be angry, how did I offend you?"

Seeing that he had nothing else to say, Jingxi really turned around and walked out, sitting on the ground alone before leaving blank.

It has been ten days since Mu Qingjian came back.Jingxi walked for ten days, Si Qi rushed to Guigu after waking up, and it has been seven days.

When Bai Qian took the detailed drawing of the wheelchair to find Mu Qingjian, the latter was drinking medicine from a dark red pottery bowl.The fire in the house was more intense, surrounded by brocade quilts, Mu Qingjian was thinner and paler than before.

Mu Yueguan was very happy about the fact that Bai Qian stayed in the Mu Mansion, but Mu Qingjian never took it seriously.He is not in good health, but he supported the Mu family with his painting skills, so he always thinks highly of himself, and he is proud and refuses to look at other people's strengths.Mu Yueguan copied Bai Qian's original words and described the convenience of the wheelchair to him, but he also regarded it as a gadget that couldn't be brought up on the table.

Seeing Bai Qian leaning forward with this thing at this moment, Mu Qingjian's brows and eyes were full of contempt.

After Bai Qian's health improved, he no longer troubled thousands of plants with everything, and just did trivial and simple things slowly by himself with his crutches.It's just that the stump couldn't bear the force for a long time after all. He walked all the way to Mu Qingjian's room, and the stump had already started to ache.Mu Qingjian didn't say sit down or make a sound, but just ignored him.

Bai Qian sighed secretly, but still put on his best effort to exchange greetings: "Mr. Mu went to Danying, it was hard work back and forth. I was afraid that it would affect your rest, so I postponed my visit until today."

Mu Yueguan brought in a plate of desserts from the outside, and after seeing Bai Qian, he hurriedly handed the plate to Yun Yue, pulled Bai Qian to sit down, and asked, "You walked all the way? You just got out of bed, don't be tired anymore It’s over. My Mu family doesn’t specialize in taking care of the sick.”

As soon as she said this, Mu Qingjian's expression became even uglier, and he asked in a deep voice, "What's your purpose here?"

Bai Qian really didn't understand why Mu Qingjian was so hostile to him. He took a look at Mu Yueguan and explained again: "Mr. Mu's wheelchair, the movable chair, needs to be pushed by others all the time. It is too troublesome. I have a design diagram here. , after making it, you can push it yourself.”

Mu Qingjian sneered: "I think you can move freely with these crutches, why are you pestering this chair?"

Bai Qian said frankly: "The crutches can only be used for a while, and they will definitely not be able to last for a long time. Besides, Mr. Mu needs this chair more than I do, right? It is also one of my goals to help Mr. Mu."

"Please me?"

Bai Qian pondered, nodded and said: "It is."

After Mu Qingjian drank the medicine, Yun Yue handed over the dessert, and he just squeezed a small piece into his mouth.After chewing and swallowing carefully, he said, "I'm very busy these days, you should know."

Mu Yueguan interjected: "It's just a small object, and it won't take long. Isn't my brother always thinking that everything must be left in the hands of others, is it really difficult? Why don't you try?"

Mu Qingjian couldn't help being robbed so much by his younger sister.But Mu Yueguan has been pestering him to act coquettishly, so he had no choice but to accept Bai Qian's piece of paper and ask Yunyue to prepare tools.

When it came to painting, Bai Qian became very serious.Now that he could finally see the painting method of the utensils, he felt a little nervous instead, staring at Mu Qingjian's movements closely, not letting go of any detail.

Yun Yue leaned over and picked Mu Qingjian up, walked steadily to the wooden table in the corner, and gently placed him on the round chair.Then Yun Yue took another piece of wood and handed it to Mu Qingjian.Brilliant golden wood, the size of a palm, with spiral lines.Bai Qian recognized that it was Ze Mu.

The wooden table is more than ten feet wide, the surface is flat and smooth, without the slightest pattern, even the grain of the wood itself cannot be seen.

Mu Qingjian put her legs away and leaned over to take a box from the edge of the table.Bai Qian was sitting in the wrong position, he could only see Mu Qingjian's back, so he simply stood up with his crutches and stood behind him to watch.

Inside the box were carving knives of different sizes.Bai Qian had played with rubber stamps for a while, and he knew that carving knives were divided into pen knives, corner knives, and round knives.But the knives in this box are more complete, with different models available.

Mu Qingjian took an ordinary carving knife, leaned on the wooden table, and began to carve carefully against the piece of wood.

Bai Qian was secretly surprised, and asked himself, could it be that this utensil is not a "painting" in the traditional sense, but carved out?

Over there, Mu Qingjian immersed himself in his work, and carved a chair out of the wood in a short time.Yun Yue picked up the wood and placed it on the ground at Mu Qingjian's feet.Mu Qingjian turned the carving knife around, stretched out his left index finger, pressed his fingertips firmly on the tip of the knife, and the dripping blood rolled down and dripped on the wood.

Bai Qian saw the blood drop disappear quickly, as if it had been absorbed by the wood.At the same time, the wood in front of him began to change.