Listen to the wind blowing snow [Comprehensive + Sword III]

Now that the doctor said so, Lei Mei and Shi Wuzheng went back to report the news.

The reason for treating Di Feijing's injury was originally just Lei Mei's nonsense, but Yu Tingfeng took it seriously.

So Di Feijing and Su Mengzhen came over one after the other—Yu Tingfeng originally thought that Di Feijing would come later, after all, he was not familiar with each other, so he had to hesitate a little.Unexpectedly, Lei Shan really attached great importance to his deputy, so he took all kinds of chores from him without saying a word, and drove him over to have a look.Di Feijing didn't believe that his boss could deal with these messy things honestly, but he also felt that Yu Tingfeng might not be able to cure his illness, so it wouldn't take much time to come and have a look.After all, Su Mengzhen is the leader of Jinfengxiyulou. If Yu Tingfeng passes by, it will not affect him in the slightest. Let's deal with it first.

When Yu Tingfeng first saw Di Feijing, he was really amazed - different from Su Mengzhen who was tortured by illness and almost lost his human form, Di Feijing was still a very good-looking person, except for his excessive paleness , handsome and elegant, elegant and elegant, it is hard to imagine that he is a powerful second-in-command in the underworld, without a trace of gangster aura on his body.This point is very similar to Master Su, but Master Su is a bit more domineering than him.

After Yu Tingfeng chatted with him for a few words, he liked this man even more. Every word he said and every action made people feel extremely ironic and almost became a confidant.

If Yu Tingfeng only wanted to cure Di Feijing with the idea of ​​challenging himself before, this time he really wanted to cure this very good-looking man—the incomplete beauty is beautiful , but wouldn't it be more attractive if it was perfect without flaws?

However, Di Feijing's broken neck bone was really difficult to deal with. Yu Tingfeng looked at it and didn't speak for a long time, thinking about the treatment plan all the time.

Su Mengzhen came here at this time.

The tit-for-tat confrontation between Liufenbantang and Jinfengxiyulou, Yu Tingfeng, has already caught a glimpse of Lei Mei and Shi Wuyi in the past two days, and now he is a little nervous-no matter what the disease is, it is always useless to be angry of.

However, these two are very generous people. After meeting, instead of sneering and sarcastic, on the contrary, they also seemed to be having a good conversation.If Yu Tingfeng hadn't wanted to check Su Mengzhen's pulse for a follow-up visit, the two of them wouldn't have had enough chatting for a while.

Yu Tingfeng had also seen the wound on the neck, but there was no good treatment for the time being, so Di Fei went back first.

Yu Tingfeng asked Su Mengzhen to sit down, and after cutting her pulse, she finally breathed a sigh of relief—Su Mengzhen's body recovered very well, especially after the lung disease was treated, her whole body's energy and energy were in full swing. It has become different, there is some flesh on the face, and a little blood color, but it is still very thin, and...

"Lord Su is not in a good mood lately? I'm a little angry, is it depressed?" Yu Tingfeng asked casually while scribbling the next treatment plan on the paper according to the result of the pulse diagnosis just now.

Su Mengzhen was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "I still can't hide it from the little genius doctor—it's Su's personal matter, if it brings trouble to the girl's treatment, please bear with me."

"No trouble." When Yu Tingfeng said this, Fuzhi suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at Su Mengzhen, and blinked: "Is the owner Su worried about Miss Lei's matter?"

Su Mengzhen avoided Yu Tingfeng's gaze, looked away at Tan Shu, who was entertaining himself, and changed the subject with a smile: "Did this squirrel pet of the girl get fat after going out for a while?"

"Hey, is there?" Yu Tingfeng was immediately attracted attention, grabbed the sandalwood book in his hand, weighed it, and said hesitantly: "It seems to be a little bit—probably because the food on the road is too good, it seems that I have to give it Lost weight."

Su Mengzhen took advantage of the opportunity to continue this topic: "Oh, by the way, the meat dumplings sent by the girl a while ago are indeed very delicious. I haven't thanked the girl yet. But it seems that the girl probably ate more in the past six months. delicious food?"

When it comes to food, Yu Tingfeng's attention is even more distracted, and he immediately starts talking to Su Mengzhen about the experience of this journey - the delicacies of the Huajia, the dim sum in the south of the Yangtze River, the wild fruits in the field, the meat dumplings and the vegetarian food...

The little girl's voice was soft and sweet, and she didn't seem noisy even if she kept talking. On the contrary, when she recalled that period of travel, her tone was full of joy and joy, as if it was some moving music, which made people feel at ease when they heard it. I feel happy.

Su Mengzhen relaxed unconsciously, leaned back lazily on the back of the chair, supported her chest with one hand, and listened quietly.

While Yu Tingfeng was talking, his hand never stopped. Seeing the ink-colored pen tip smearing smoothly on the paper, Su Mengzhen seemed to be able to see that the other party was fully aware of his illness.

The early summer sun lazily shines in through the open windows, and the scorching temperature seems to be able to penetrate the bone marrow, sweeping away the coldness and pain that has been depressed in his body for 20 years.

Su Mengzhen slowly closed his eyes.

Sensing the other party's even and steady breathing, Yu Tingfeng slowly stopped talking. When he turned his head and saw the other party's face sleeping peacefully, he couldn't help but cocked his mouth, picked up the sandalwood book and threw it on his shoulder, lightly Step out the door.

Camellia and Wu Fuzi who were guarding the door immediately looked at her.

Before they could ask, Yu Tingfeng put his index finger on his lips, and said softly, "Lord Su is asleep—he must have not rested for several days, right? Go and watch over him."

On the way, I ran into a steward, and asked him to find a thin blanket for Master Su, and Yu Tingfeng went straight to the back garden.

The peony flowers in the garden are in full bloom—since she came here at the beginning of the year, the manager has removed all the precious flowers and plants in the back garden, and replaced them with various flowers that can be used as medicine and ornamental.

For Yu Tingfeng, this kind of flower with medicinal value is indeed more beautiful than those purely ornamental flowers, and she is also very moved by the kindness of the steward.

At this time, Ximen Chuuxue was practicing sword in the garden. Under the sun near noon, the blade of the sword refracted the sunlight and became brighter, but it was also because of the sunlight, it looked not as cold as usual.

Even Tan Shu stood on Yu Tingfeng's shoulder and watched with interest.

Yu Tingfeng sat down in the shade of a tree, twirling the flute in his hand, while thinking about how to heal Di Feijing's wound.

It is impossible to completely heal a broken neck, so how can he raise his head again?Well, not only raising his head, but also allowing his neck to turn freely - the former is okay, but the latter is...

Just as she was thinking, a white shadow flashed beside her, but Ximen Chuuxue sat beside her, holding a handkerchief in her hand, and was wiping the blade of the sword.

Yu Tingfeng couldn't help raising his head, staring at his neck.

As a young and famous swordsman, Ximen Chuuxue was often stared at when he was away from home, but in the past no matter how many people stared at him, he could still do his own thing calmly.But at this moment, being stared at by Yu Tingfeng like this, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

After wiping the sword with a calm face, Ximen Chuuxue turned to look at Yu Tingfeng: "Why..."

But the little girl suddenly put away the flute, stood up, put one hand on his shoulder, and stretched out the other hand to touch the back of his neck.

It was obviously such a dangerous action, but the body did not give corresponding precautions, allowing her to touch it.

Her hands were like her own, small, soft, with just the right warmth, Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help but froze.

Yu Tingfeng didn't pay attention to Ximen Chuuxue's reaction at all, and bumped him with his body, saying: "Don't move - turn your head around and let me touch this place."

The warm breath hit her ears, as if it still smelled of sweet pastries, mixed with the faint scent of medicine that she often carried on her body, Ximen Chuuxue's whole body became more stiff, bit by bit like a wooden man Turn your head.

"Hmm..." Yu Tingfeng touched his chin, maintaining this position and fell into deep thought.

And for a while, Ximen Chuuxue also thought that she was probably still thinking about Di Feijing's injury, and touching the back of his neck was just looking for a cure, so she slowly relaxed, and turned her head flexibly again: " How is it? Any ideas?"

Yu Tingfeng's hand was still on the back of his neck, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "There is a way!" After a while, he asked: "By the way, does Axue know any particularly clever craftsmen?"

"Skilled craftsman?" Ximen Chuuxue thought for a while, "Lu Xiaofeng knows him."

The skilled craftsman that Ximen Chuuxue mentioned is naturally the "Skillful Boss" Zhu Ting.

But to invite him, one has to go through Lu Xiaofeng, Yu Tingfeng can only wait for the news to spread slowly, taking advantage of this time, she and Dr. Shu continue to treat Su Mengzhen.

Only this time, Su Mengzhen was far less cooperative than last time.

With Cai Jing here, the emperor really considered making Lei Chun a princess, and he will send him to the island to marry Shi Tianwang soon.All of a sudden, the whole rivers and lakes were turbulent. Some people were preventing Lei Chun from getting married, and some were promoting it. Naturally, it was impossible for Su Mengzhen to completely withdraw from this matter. Every day, there were countless things that asked him to make decisions. Waiting for his confirmation.

The same is true for Di Feijing—that is, Zhu Ting has not been contacted yet, and he does not know whether her idea is feasible, or even if it can be cured now, he will probably postpone the treatment time.

People are in the game and can't help themselves.What should be persuaded has been persuaded, Yu Tingfeng has nothing else to say, all he can do is try his best to do his duty as a doctor.

When Su Mengzhen's second course of treatment was completely finished and he came back from Tianquan Mountain, Yu Tingfeng saw a low-key and luxurious carriage parked in front of his house.

Although the driver of the carriage changed into an ordinary person's attire, Yu Tingfeng's eyesight still recognized that this person should be an eunuch at a glance—combined with the carriage, it was not difficult to guess that this person was probably an eunuch from the palace.

But why did the people in the palace come here?

Yu Tingfeng was a little puzzled.

And when the little eunuch saw her coming, he first looked at her carefully, then lowered his head and whispered something to the person in the carriage, and then the door of the carriage was opened, and a cold, arrogant but feminine and beautiful face came out of it .