Mrs. Shizi[Comprehensive Martial Arts]

"Floor, landlord..."

Shi Wuxu couldn't help but his eyes were red, and even his voice gradually became choked up.

He looked at Su Mengzhen who was trying to straighten his back even when he was terminally ill, and the tears that had been hidden in his eyes finally slipped out from his sockets.

Realizing his gaffe, Shi Wugui quickly wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, and turned his back directly, as if he didn't have to face the fact that Su Mengzhen's life was not long.

Xi Tingmu didn't seem to notice Shi Wuxie's gaffe, leaning against Su Mengzhen on the bedside to suppress his drowsiness, for fear that he would never wake up after falling asleep, he looked at Yang Wuxie, and said everything he wanted to say. It was hidden in his eyes that seemed to burn with life.

It seems that he was infected by Shi Wuzheng, Yang Wuxie, who has always been calm and self-sufficient, his eyes turned red, he nodded to Su Mengzhen, and made a word-by-word promise to Su Mengzhen, "Lord, please don't worry. "

"Yang will live up to his trust."

After recovering from her own thoughts, what Duan Murong saw was the scene that seemed to be explaining the funeral, and she couldn't help but feel very at a loss, "What are you...doing?" Meng Pillow covered his face with a white cloth①?

For Su Mengzhen and others, Duanmurong's question was unnecessary, but Yang Wuxie still answered her question seriously, "Do what we should do."

Duanmu Rong: "...?"

Duanmu Rong, who was completely out of the situation, blinked. She always followed her feelings, and she simply refused to explore the reasons why Yang Wuxie and Shi Wuzhen lost their composure. Yang Wuxie raised his chin, "Don't you all prepare pens and ink for me?"

Looking around the whole room, Duanmu Rong couldn't help feeling a little helpless when he didn't see half a piece of paper.

Of course, Duanmu Rong, who was in a hurry to go out, did not bring a pen and ink.

Yang Wuxie: "En?"

Glancing at Su Mengzhen, who was almost in a semi-comatose state, Duan Murong felt a little helpless as she tried to stay awake and shook her head, "Lord Su, don't hold on anymore, your body can't take it anymore .”

"A good rest is what you should do." After straightening out the sleeves and smoothing out the wrinkles on the sleeves one by one, Duan Murong went straight to the table and sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea very consciously, "Now Don't take a good rest, and when I formally treat you, Mr. Su, you won't even be able to pass out."

Holding the tea Duanmu Rong looked extremely leisurely, she even squinted her eyes subconsciously, took a sip of the tea, and let the mist in the tea cup stain her slender eyelashes, blurring her eyes color.

As Duanmurong's voice fell, Yang Wuxie couldn't help blinking his eyes lightly, and after he understood the meaning of Duanmurong's words, his originally dim eyes suddenly lit up, "Miss Duanmu, what do you mean by that?" ?”

Even Shi Wuzhen, who was red-eyed, didn't care to hide his embarrassment. He turned around suddenly and stared at Duanmu Rong, wondering whether the other party's meaning was the same as what he thought.

"Hey? Have you misunderstood something?" Duanmu Rong suddenly realized something while being stared at by the two of them. She subconsciously took a sip of the tea in the cup, but her expression was suddenly distorted by the heat, and she was connected and ready to speak. I forgot to say all the words.

Duanmu Rong quickly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, covered his mouth with the handkerchief, and spit out the hot tea in his mouth onto the handkerchief. Duanmu Rong, whose expression was no longer distorted, cleared his throat. Under the urgent and eager gaze of He Shi Wuyu, he continued to say what he hadn't been able to say just now.

"I just said that landlord Su should have died a long time ago, but I didn't say that I couldn't save him."

Anyone who had a pulse like Su Mengzhen's would have died long ago, so why not wait for Duan Murong to feel his pulse.

Faced with such a complex and challenging disease, Duan Murong not only did not feel embarrassed, but even became excited.Although a little embarrassed, but at this moment, Duanmu Rong sincerely thanked the heavy rain that blocked Pei Yuan in the middle of the road.

She silently prayed for Pei Yuan, who was tossed helplessly by the heavy rain, Duanmu Rong, who couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, showed a little excitement, and she even repeatedly urged Yang Wuxie to bring the pen and ink.

"Quick, quick, give me the pen and ink, I already have an idea... I promise to give you back a landlord who doesn't matter if you live another ten years." Tilting his head and looking over, Duanmu Rong found that Su Mengzhen had passed out again.However, compared with Yang Wuxie and Shi Wuzheng, Duanmu Rong didn't show any anxiety on her face, she even took out the incense burner she put in the medicine box, and lit the rest of her pillow suitable for Su Meng He waved his hand to Yang Wuxie, "Let him have a good rest, you don't have to worry too much, coma might be a good thing for him."

Yang Wuxie and Shi Wuxie looked at each other, then Shi Wuxie stayed by Su Mengzhen's bedside to wait for him, while Yang Wuxie went to find pens and ink for Duanmurong.

As the lit medicinal incense burned, a faint fragrance gradually filled the room.

Like the fragrance of flowers, but also like the fragrance of Buddha.

Even Shi Wuzhen, who was standing by the bed and guarding Su Mengzhen all the time, suddenly felt the peace of mind in the permeating fragrance, and noticed Su Mengzhen's brows loosened unknowingly while lying on the bed. , Shi Wushi pursed his lips, subconsciously glanced at Duanmu Rong who was sitting at the table, resting his chin boredly waiting for Yang Wuxie to come back.

—Maybe, he can really look forward to it?

Disappointed too many times, finally seeing hope again, Shi Wushi couldn't help the red eyes again.

This time, he wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, but did not turn his back.

Duanmu Rong, who didn't know Shi Wuzhen's mind at all, and didn't know how many people's hopes she carried, just felt a little bored. With one hand on her chin, she even silently memorized the Compendium of Materia Medica in her heart.

Duanmu Rong who waited until Yang Wuxie brought the pen and ink, who had typed out many manuscripts in her heart, seemed to be writing with spirit, but when she finished writing the prescription and Yang Wuxie was about to take the prescription and go to grab the medicine , Duanmu Rong suddenly tore off the paper in his hand, "No, it shouldn't be like this."

Ignoring Yang Wuxie who was confused by her behavior, Duanmu Rong, who was immersed in her own world, was extremely focused and wrote down prescriptions one after another with a pen.

Until the sun was setting, Duanmu Rong, who did not know when the ink was rubbed on his face, finally put down the pen in his hand with a snap, and handed the two prescriptions in his hand to Yang Wuxie who was beside him with satisfaction, "Two prescriptions, one medicinal bath , a piece of underwear."

Based on their trust in Pei Yuan of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, the people in Golden Wind and Rain Building also trusted Duanmu Rong, Yang Wuxie took the prescription carefully, and immediately prepared the medicinal materials according to the prescription.

The moment Yang Wuxie turned around, Duanmu Rong moved her sore neck left and right, raised her hand and called out to him, "Director Yang, wait a minute."

"Miss Duanmu, do you have any orders?"

"It's nothing, I just have a question I want to ask." Duanmu Rong pursed her lower lip lightly, instead of continuing to speak to Yang Wuxie, she turned her head to look at Su Mengzhen lying on the bed, "Master Su, do you mind?" naked in front of me?"

After waking up, Su Mengzhen who was still a little dazed: "...???"

Duan Murong looked at Su Mengzhen who was once again being supported by Shi Wugui to sit on the bedside, and the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually deepened, "As a doctor, whether you are a man or a woman, Mr. Su, you are just a patient to me."

"When the time comes, when I give you the needle, Master Su, you need to remain naked. If you mind, you can wait for my senior brother to come back and ask him to give you the needle."

According to her treatment plan, the first injection was on the fourth day after giving Su Mengzhen a medicine bath, and her senior brother would almost arrive in Kyoto at that time.

If Su Mengzhen minds, then she will abdicate at that time and return the patient of the elder brother to him.Of course, if the elder brother fails to arrive in time, then naturally he can do whatever he wants.

Not being confused by Duan Murong's words, Su Meng, who understood the meaning of the other's words, drooped her eyelashes slightly, and the thin and light redness gradually spread from the base of his neck until his pale as dead complexion was dyed with a little vitality. only to stop.

Noticing this scene, Duanmu Rong couldn't help but feel a little eager to move, so she stared at Su Mengzhen's blushing face and asked bluntly, "Mr. Su, are you shy?"

Su Mengzhen: "...?"

"Don't worry, there are no men and women in the eyes of a doctor." Tilting his head, Duanmu Rong smiled at Su Mengzhen with crooked eyebrows, "or is it because you will expose your bad figure to my eyes?" Are you worried? It’s okay, I won’t make fun of you, Mr. Su.”

Su Mengzhen: "..."

After Duanmurong finished everything, Su Mengzhen, who found that he had nothing to say, was silent for a moment. With the help of Shi Wuzheng, he lay back on the bed and closed his eyes. The support of the doctor's order to let him not force himself but to take a good rest.

It was rare to see Su Mengzhen like this, and while Yang Wuxie had a panoramic view of everything, there was a little smile in his eyes, and he expressed his gratitude to Duanmu Rong again, "Miss Duanmu, I will trouble you during this period of time." gone."

As the manager of the well-known Golden Wind and Rain Building for a long time, Yang Wuxie used the word "you" when facing Duanmu Rong at this moment, which shows his gratitude to Duanmu Rong.

Duanmu Rong, who didn't dare to bear the word "you", quickly waved his hands, expressing that he was just doing his duty as a doctor, and at the same time followed Yang Wuxie out of the room, not disturbing him anymore. A dream pillow for a good night's sleep.

In order to facilitate the treatment of Su Mengzhen, Duanmu Rong entrusted Yang Wuxie with her handwritten letter to send messages to Zhao Youheng in both Duanmu Mansion and Prince Taiping Mansion, and then stayed in the Golden Wind and Rain Tower, becoming the first An outsider who lives in the tower of Golden Rain.

During the period of living in Jinfengxiyulou, Duanmurong felt that she had a better understanding of the Jianghu, and at the same time, she was able to meet the Baichoufei who gave the poison/medicine to Su Mengzhen to drink.