The child can't be the admiral's

Jian Yichen was so sneaky that he didn't dare to look at Qi Shen's face, and forced himself to laugh: "Yes, Brother Yu still loves me."

Mo Fengyu laughed with satisfaction: "Xiaowen is sensible."

Jian Yichen glanced sideways, but found that the person sitting on the chair didn't look at him at all, he was playing with the pen in his hand, his stern side face was cold, as if he didn't exist at all.

He was totally ignored

Jian Yichen's heart gradually cooled down, and he was still a little bit lost.

After meeting these big shots, Mo Fengyu sent someone to take Jian Yichen to meet the little emperor. The man was dressed in black, and there was a scar on his exposed half of his arm.

The scarred man glanced at Jian Yichen: "Take off your clothes later."

Jian Yichen thought he heard it wrong: "What?"

"Don't understand, take off your clothes and take a shower." The man with the scar gave him a cool look, as if he was questioning Jian Yichen's IQ.

Jian Yichen nodded quickly: "I understand, I understand."

The two of them went to a room where there were quite a few shower heads. Fortunately, the man with the scar was not interested in someone like Jian Yichen with a face covered in powder and a skinny figure, so he waited outside after a few orders.

After Jian Yichen took a quick shower, he put on the clothes prepared for him by the people here. It was a straight dress with a little ventilation. It looked like someone was hiding something.

After washing and accepting the scrutiny of the scar face, he was taken to see the little emperor.

Although the little emperor was a prisoner, the treatment he received was not bad. There was a big bed in a clean room, on which lay a small person. His face was flushed and his lips were a little purple.

Jian Yichen reached out and took the child's wrist and put it on it. After examining the pulse for a while, he knew it was poisoned.

The man with the scar was annoyed: "Did you see anything!"

"Friend, I hope you can understand that when you see a doctor, you need to see, hear and ask. Of course, I have to watch for a while. I think it's better for people to be calm and calm, and don't be so hostile, otherwise it's easy to get angry..."

With a gun on his head, Jian Yichen's words were stuck in his throat, his attitude changed quickly, and he said with a smile: "Brother reminded me well, little one hurry up."

Looking at the little emperor over and over again, Jian Yichen can already confirm that he has indeed been poisoned. Although the specific toxin cannot be determined for the time being, the toxin has already begun to spread. If it is not suppressed quickly, it will eventually hurt the heart and there will be no cure.

Jian Yichen is now very grateful to his old master in Longhu Mountain. A Taoist priest is an old Chinese doctor. When he has nothing to do, he pulls his disciples to teach medical skills. .

He is the fastest learner among the few disciples, but unfortunately he is not very diligent. If he knows that he will time travel and never see the old man again, he will definitely run to the master more often.

Scarface's voice sounded behind him, this time with some respect: "Second Master."

Jian Yichen turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Qi Shen standing at the door, against the light, standing upright with a straight figure, like a pillar, the existence of this person is a reassurance.

Qi Shen nodded: "I'll take a look."

Scarface naturally knew that this must have been ordered by Yinhu, so he didn't say much, and gave up: "This person is still watching."

Jian Yichen withdrew his arm from the person who gave the little emperor his hand: "I've finished watching."

Qi Shen: "How."

"This child's illness...you have to be prepared." Jian Yichen shook his head, with a regretful expression on his face: "This illness is not curable."

Dao Scar smiled angrily: "You still need to talk, stop talking nonsense."

Jian Yichen cleared his throat: "I can try, but I can't guarantee that it will work."

He looked at Qi Shen, Qi Shen's face was cold and calm, without any waves: "If you can heal him, you will benefit a lot."

Jian Yichen sneered: "That's it, that's it, I will naturally try my best, I need a set of sterilized silver needles now."

Scar's face looked surprised.

Qi Shen was silent for a while and said to the people behind him: "Go and get it."

Of course, Scarface is not very new to Jian Yichen, but he has a very good attitude towards Qi Shen. He had an expression that he might come over and beat Jian Yichen up, but now...he didn't.

After they left, there were only two people in the room.

Sitting by the bed, Jian Yichen stared at the monitor in the room, annoyed: "It's new here, I don't know what to call you?"

Qi Shen: "You don't need to know."

"Let me guess, they all respect you, you are as powerful as Brother Yu, right?" Jian Yichen shook his legs: "Everyone who is great has money."

Qi Shen pulled a chair and sat down, here he no longer has a straight military posture, but slender legs crossed, leaning back lazily, taking a cigarette from his pocket with a cold expression.

The man's eyes twitched slightly in the smoke, "Are you short of money?"

Jian Yichen: "Money is a good thing, no one doesn't like it."

"Really?" Qi Shen flicked the cigarette ash, his voice was hoarse and magnetic: "Don't you like the bed warmer you brought more?"

"..."

"..."

Sure enough, he is still angry!

Jian Yichen has a strong desire to survive: "What do you love or not? I love money more."

Qi Shen raised his eyelids and looked at him: "If I give money, can I fuck you?"

"..."

General, your personality is not like this.

Oh yes, you are an undercover agent now, and your character design has changed, why do I feel that this is your true character acting!

Jian Yichen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he glanced at Qi Shen in a brisk manner: "I'm the one above, and it's useless to have money."

Qi Shen: "So Mo Fengyu never played with you?"

Jian Yichen was fortunate that his face was heavily smeared, otherwise he wouldn't be able to handle the script at all. He smiled and said, "Brother Yu doesn't like me."

There was a seemingly "friendly" chat in the room, but it was actually walking on a tightrope. Jian Yichen was very suspicious that if he said something wrong just now, he would die in an ugly way.

The scarred face outside finally got the silver needle.

The little emperor on the bed was completely in a coma. Jian Yichen spread out the silver needles. There is no earth equipment here, and it is too late to exchange the medicine now. The only solution now is to have needles.

Scarface was a little unwilling to believe him: "This hostage is very important to us, you dare to get the needle at will, and if something happens, are you responsible?"

Jian Yichen took out a needle and rubbed it on his fingertips: "Of course I can't be responsible, but I won't harm anyone. My life is in the hands of all the bosses, so how dare I mess around?"

Scar's face paused, and he was speechless: "You are unreliable!"

Jian Yichen is used to being bullied by all kinds of people, so he glanced at Qi Shen: "Boss, do I want to try, this person will die if he doesn't force him."

Qi Shen has been silent all the time, now he took a puff of cigarette lightly, his eyes fell on the little emperor lying on the bed, his deep and pale eyes made it difficult to guess what was in his heart.

Scarface took the opportunity to fan the wind: "Master Bo, I can't believe this person."

With a cigarette dangling from the corner of Qi Shen's mouth, his sword eyebrows were raised slightly: "Do you know how to cure diseases?"

"..."

The face of Dao Scar's face turned blue and white for a while, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "No."

Qi Shen's face was as cold as ice: "Get out."

The air pressure in the room dropped by two degrees, and Scar's face was filled with anger, but all the anger was directed at Jian Yichen, as if Jian Yichen was just a mischievous witch who deceived the king.

The door was closed from the outside, Jian Yichen shrugged: "I told you earlier, he is very angry."

Qi Shen gave him a cool look, the warning in his eyes made Jian Yichen dare not to be impatient anymore, and honestly began to fiddle with needles.

Lying halfway beside the little emperor, Jian Yichen concentrated on finding the acupuncture points. If it was true that he had no idea when he decided to get the needle before, but now his heart is 100% calm, because Qi Shen is beside him, he is not at all. Don't be afraid, he knows that even if the sky falls, Qi Shen will protect him.

Acupuncture is a physical and mental work. After finishing a set, Jian Yichen was exhausted. He wanted to stand up, but he fell to the ground as soon as he got off the bed.

Someone caught his crumbling body with an arm before he fell down, Qi Shen said in a deep voice, "You trash, can't you stand still?"

Jian Yichen was thrown to the end of the bed by Qi Shen before he could react, so he just lay on it and had the right to rest.

Qi Shen didn't care about him, he seemed to be communicating with people through some device, but there was a barrier, so Jian Yichen couldn't hear him.

The room was very quiet, only the little emperor who was poisoned on the bed was left in pain.

Slowly, the little emperor on the bed began to sweat on his forehead, and his whole body began to tremble. Jian Yichen got up slowly. He took a needle and stuck it in the little emperor's head, and sat cross-legged quietly while holding a basin.

after half

The sleeping man suddenly sat up and vomited, which happened to vomit into the basin that Jian Yichen had prepared, and it was full of black blood.

Jian Yichen quietly waited for him to finish vomiting, and didn't give up until the little emperor fell asleep again. Qi Shen at the side took the basin and put it on the ground.

Jian Yichen rubbed his arm: "A little has been excreted, but there is still some in the body, which needs to be decocted."

Qi Shen: "The medicinal materials are listed, and someone will get them."

Jian Yichen nodded, he walked over to write the receipt and handed it to Qi Shen, while he propped his chin and yawned: "Boss, where do I sleep, do I sleep here?"

Qi Shen folded the receipt: "Someone will take you there."

Jian Yichen nodded, and said meanly: "Where do I sleep, by myself or with someone, will I share a room with you?"

Qi Shen raised his chin to force him to look directly at him, and said word by word: "What do you owe?"

"..."

Scared.

Jian Yichen smiled obscenely: "Where is it, I'm just joking."

The corners of Qi Shen's mouth were not hooked, his callused fingertips slid over every inch of the small face in front of him, and he gently opened his thin lips: "Me too."

"..."

I see you are serious.

Jian Yichen, who wanted to die, was taken back to his room in the end. This room was like an iron wall, surrounded by surveillance cameras, and there were two guards outside the door. It was called "safety protection."

Jian Yichen lay alone on the bed and couldn't sleep, his head was in a mess, thinking about Qi Shen and the little emperor, but most of the time he was thinking about the day's affairs.

Qi Shen in the daytime... so handsome.

I never thought that the rigorous and dignified general would be so smooth when molesting people. He is so handsome that he makes his legs weak. He deserves to be the protagonist Gong!

He was thinking in a daze, and he didn't have any consciousness when he fell asleep. He was almost scared to death when he felt someone around him in the middle of the night.

Jian Yichen kicked over: "Who!?"

The lights in the room were always on, and as soon as Jian Yichen opened his eyes, he saw Weiyang on the ground, and saw the beautiful young man clutching his stomach, moaning in pain.

Jian Yichen was dumbfounded: "What are you doing here?"

"I was also thrown in by them." Wei Yang said with a look of grievance, "I was kicked by you in the end."

Jian Yichen was ashamed, he looked at the shiny monitor, and felt that his brain was getting bigger, so he got out of bed and helped him: "Are you okay, once I fall asleep, it doesn't matter, don't mind it."

Weiyang shook his head: "It's okay."

Jian Yichen withdrew his hand resolutely, and pointed to the bed: "Although it's good to have the little beauty here, but now that distinguished guest is in danger at any time, I have to be ready to go there at any time, and I won't touch you for the next two days , sleep by yourself."

Wei Yang obviously didn't want to have anything to do with him, so he nodded after thinking about it and wanted to hit the floor.

Jian Yichen stopped him. It was enough to owe him to bring this child to this place of purgatory, but now he is forced to come here and sacrifice himself. It is really too miserable.

In the end, one person sleeps on the bed and one person sleeps on the floor.

Through the monitor, a group of people in the main monitoring room were lost in thought while watching the scene on the screen.

The short man said: "I didn't expect this student of Xingwen to be so interested in healing the hostages."

"That's natural." Mo Fengyu was obviously very satisfied with the performance of his little brother: "I don't even look at who brought him."

Qi Shen sat on the leather chair, the light from the monitor cast a cool color on the man's face.

The short man asked, "What does Master Bo think of this student of astronomy?"

Qi Shen withdrew his gaze, and shook the wine glass beside him with his well-articulated hand: "Lust loves money."

There was silence in the room, and then a burst of laughter broke out.

Mo Fengyu applauded: "Master Bo's analysis is in place, but this is not a shortcoming, it just happens to be the cuteness of this person."

Others also nodded one after another. A person has a weakness, and a person with a weakness is always easy to control.

The next day

Jian Yichen boiled the medicine by the little emperor's bedside. In the middle of last night, the little emperor suddenly had a high fever, and he was dragged here.

What I have to say is that Yinhu's subordinates are really tall, the medicinal materials were delivered in almost less than a day, and he is sitting next to him at the moment and decocting the medicine with a small fan.

The eyelashes of the person on the bed trembled slightly, and they opened their eyes after a while.

Jian Yichen was still humming, when he suddenly heard a slight cough behind him, he turned around, and saw the child on the bed struggling to sit up, very weak.

"woke up?"

The small fan that fanned the wind was thrown away, and Jian Yichen hurriedly poured him a glass of water: "Thirsty?"

The child tremblingly went to grab the cup, but he couldn't use his strength at all, so Jian Yichen directly brought the cup to his mouth to feed him: "Drink like this."

The child didn't resist, just took a sip and drank more than half of the glass.

After drinking the water, his eyes were full of guard, staring at Jian Yichen: "Who are you?"

"Me?" Jian Yichen saw that this child was very serious, and he was acting like a kind fan, so he became playful: "You have been sold to me as a child bride."

"..."

The little emperor was shocked, his little face was blue and white: "You, presumptuous!"

Jian Yichen suppressed a hard smile in his heart, but his mouth was unforgiving: "You really have no conscience, I worked so hard to save you, not only did I forget it without a thank you, why did the first thing I do when I woke up was to scold me?"

The little emperor was so confused that he couldn't think of a way out. He looked around, and finally made sure that this was the den of robbers. After realizing that he had been cheated, he stared at Jian Qiaoxin with hatred: "When I go back, I must Cut you into pieces!"

Jian Yichen: "..."

He poked the little emperor's face: "Let's talk about it after you recover."

The little emperor was very angry, but he had no strength in his body, and he couldn't help this little man at all. The two of them were in a stalemate. The door outside opened, and many people walked in.

"woke up?"

"Really woke up."

The fact that the hostage woke up was not a trivial matter. After a while, several bandit leaders all came to see it, and finally they decided to hold a celebration banquet to celebrate.

As a hero, Jian Yichen was also on the list of being allowed to attend the banquet.

When he was sitting on the bed giving the little emperor the injection, he said to Qi Shen: "Boss, it seems that you really attach great importance to this man, he is so happy after waking up."

Qi Shen sat on the rocking chair and played with the gun, said softly, "You can exchange many things with it, but it won't work if you die."

"That's it." Jian Yichen murmured: "It's just that the military power of the empire is strong, I'm afraid we will be in danger."

Qi Shen sneered: "You take care of yourself."

"..."

The evening banquet was held as scheduled, and most of the villains are like this. When they finally get a little benefit, they like to celebrate, which is quite simple in a sense.

All the people on the island gathered together, the hall was brightly lit, and all kinds of people who seemed difficult to get along with were gathered together.

Jian Yichen was called over by Wang Qiang who was beside Mo Fengyu.

Wang Qiang whispered in his ear: "Brother Yu is in a good mood today, and everyone should feel better after a while."

Jian Yichen wondered what this meant, could it be that it was difficult before, isn't this a celebration banquet for you, and you are doing all kinds of fancy things.

There is a person sitting on the top of the entire hall, the bandit leader Silver Fox is wearing a mask so that people can't see his true colors.

The row of people sitting under him are all leaders, Mo Fengyu said to Yinhu: "Boss, let's start?"

Silver Fox nodded.

Mo Fengyu applauded: "Today we are going to win a prize. How about using battles in this game?"

Some people below echoed, and some said: "What is the lottery you won?"

"A separate bathroom." Mo Fengyu said with a smile.

There was a burst of booing below. Everyone was very interested in this lottery. After all, if you want to take a shower in this group accommodation, you have to be with a bunch of men, and only a few bosses are qualified to take a private bathroom.

Jian Yichen didn't quite understand what the battle mode was, so he was called out: "Let our little hero of today take the lead?"

Jian Yichen: "..."

Someone lifted up all the equipment and facilities. It was a simulated combat equipment, but what was shocking was that the pain in it was adjusted to 0%.

In other words, all real injuries are the same as reality.

Jian Yichen looked at Mo Fengyu in surprise, and asked hesitantly, "Brother Yu...?"

Mo Fengyu waved his hand: "Go."

"..."

Jian Yichen thought a lot at this moment. First of all, his strength is actually not the best. Even if he rescued the emperor, there is no need for him to take the lead.

Secondly...

That is, many people who cured the disease by himself began to doubt. These people wanted to see his skills. If he was an undercover agent or someone in the army, he might be exposed today.

The person in charge of handling the equipment had already tidied up his things, he bent over and said, "It's all right."

Mo Fengyu said: "Who should we send to fight Xiaowen?"

The scene was silent for a while, and a voice inserted out of thin air: "I'm coming!"

Jian Yichen heard the sound and looked over, this is actually the big muscular man who took him with him that day. Not to mention that this man is very angry, the point is that he still has a grudge against him!

The silver fox boss above looked very satisfied, and even nodded.

Others followed suit and cheered, the atmosphere can be said to be very warm.

Jian Yichen sneaked a glance at Qi Shen, and saw Qi Shen sitting next to Mo Fengyu drinking wine, with a cold and sharp side face, as if he didn't care about all this at all.

Mo Fengyu smiled and said, "Xiaowen has to work hard!"

So he couldn't get off the tiger, Jian Yichen walked tremblingly to the equipment, lay down in it with a feeling of cowardice all over his body, and after a flash of light, he entered the combat space.

This is a large reed field, almost as tall as a man, and there are not a few people who came in with him.

"boom!"

Someone rushed over and pinned Jian Yichen's arm, and he beat his head and face. That person had great strength, and Jian Yichen's small arms and legs were no match at all.

Jian Yichen's body was in pain, and he was punched in the face a few times. He raised his face fiercely, and bit straight at the opponent's throat.

"Ah!" The one who was on top of him stepped back a few steps and fell to the ground.

Jian Yichen quickly took advantage of this opportunity to get up, and the person who beat him didn't show mercy, they were ruthless everywhere, and they all suddenly became dizzy.

He stood up before he could stand still, his strength was great, and his moves were so vicious that Jian Yichen had no room to fight back, and was beaten terribly.

The silver fox boss in the main seat raised his hand, signaling that it's okay.

So the simulated battle cabin was opened, and Jian Yichen, who sat up from inside, lay motionless in it, only gasping for breath, while the other half of the bulky man was triumphant.

Mo Fengyu sighed: "This is really boring, Xiaowen, you are too careless, not exciting at all."

Jian Yichen in the simulated battle cabin wanted to greet his eight generations of ancestors.

Everyone in the banquet was laughing, laughing at Jian Yichen's cowardice, and his embarrassment.

Qi Shen put the wine glass in his hand: "Why don't you play something exciting?"

Mo Fengyu's smile froze on his face, he turned his face to look back at Qi Shen, with an expression of disbelief, but he still asked, "How to stimulate?"