Master is a white moonlight

In the early morning, after the master and apprentice had breakfast.Leng Yizhen was going to continue to go up the mountain to collect herbs, but was stopped by Shen Han.

"Xian'er, don't go to gather medicine today, go to the city. Buy some more beautiful clothes. You have to dress nicely when you go to college." Shen Han sat on the wheelchair, holding Holding a bank card, he handed it to Leng Yizhen, "This is the bank card, and the password is your birthday."

"Master, the pocket money you gave me is already enough." Leng Yizhen looked down at the bank card in the master's hand, and shirked it, unwilling to accept it.

Shen Han always gave Leng Yizhen enough pocket money on weekdays, but Leng Yizhen was reluctant to spend a little more and kept it all the time.Leng Yizhen thought about graduating from university as soon as possible, finding a good job, and taking Shen Han abroad to heal his legs when he had saved enough money.

Shen Han pinched the bank card with a pair of slender fingers like green bamboo, and said firmly, "The province is different from our small town, where all the girls are well-dressed. My son must also be well-dressed." You are bright, and you can't lose to others. My legs and feet are inconvenient, so I won't accompany you."

When Shen Han said the last sentence, his voice was obviously much lower, but there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Master..." Leng Yizhen couldn't hold back the tears any longer, and with a "click", a drop of tears rolled down from the eye socket.

"Leng'er is obedient." Shen Han pulled Leng Yizhen's hands, and stuffed the bank card into Leng Yizhen's palm, "Hold it."

"..." Leng Yizhen held back tears, but the tears were still dripping down like pearls with broken strings.

Thinking that he will go to the county to study in two months, and it will take several months before he can go home, Leng Yizhen is very reluctant.

"Good boy, don't cry." Shen Han took out a few tissues and wiped away Leng Yiluo's tears.

"Woooo...... Mmm..." Leng Yizhen took the tissue that Shen Han handed over, and nodded heavily while wiping away tears.

"Xian'er, let's go earlier." Shen Han glanced at the wall clock on the wall, "After noon, the sun will be very poisonous."

Leng Yizhen calmed down and put the bank card into his pocket.Take the sun umbrella and go out.

As soon as I reached the threshold, I ran into a strange face head-on.

The visitor was wearing black clothes and black pants, a pair of brown sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and a black mask.Such a dress immediately aroused Leng Yizhen's vigilance.

"Who are you?" Leng Yijiao stopped and asked the person in front of him.

"Excuse me, is this Dr. Shen Sheng's home?" When the man spoke, it was a nice female voice.

"Yes." Leng Yizhen looked up and down the woman with a pair of almond eyes, "Are you looking for my master for consultation?"

"Probably." The man in black nodded, looking carefully at Leng Yiluo through the sunglasses.

"Please come inside." Leng Yijiao made a "gesture" to invite people into the house.

In the living room, Shen Han was sitting in a wheelchair with his eyes downcast, fiddling with his mobile phone with his jade fingers, his pretty brows were slightly frowned from time to time.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Shen Han raised his head unhurriedly, saw Leng Yijiao turned back again, and asked in puzzlement, "Yi'er, why are you back again?"

"Master, someone is here for your consultation." Leng Yijiao said, turning slightly sideways, and pointed to the woman in black beside her.

Shen Han looked over Leng Yijiao's hand, and smiled slightly at the person who came, "Hi, please sit down."

"Hello, Doctor Shen." The woman in black smiled and nodded slightly to Shen Han.

"Xian'er, make a cup of tea for the guests." Shen Han glanced at Leng Yiyao, and said softly.

"Yes, master." Leng Yizhen turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"Excuse me, what should I call you?" Shen Han looked at the woman in black with a gentle voice,

"My name is Meiman." The man in black introduced himself, "I have long admired the reputation of the holy doctor Shen, and I am here to visit today."

"Miss Mei is in good health, she doesn't look like someone suffering from illness."

"Physician Shen Sheng is indeed very skilled in medicine. With just one look, he can tell that I am not here to seek medical advice."

After a while, Leng Yijiao had finished brewing a cup of Biluochun, and came to the guest with the tray in both hands.

"Hi, tea please." Leng Yizhen said as he put the teacup on the coffee table, and was about to leave, but was stopped by the guest.

"Miss Leng, please stay." Meiman said as she took off the mask on her face and put it in her pocket, revealing a pair of beautiful full red lips, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"How do you know my surname is Leng?" Leng Yijiao stopped and turned around.

"I also know that your full name is 'Leng Yijiao'." Meiman still had a smile on her lips.

"It seems that Miss Mei didn't come to see me for consultation today, but came to see my apprentice." Shen Han said with a smile on his lips.

"I won't beat around the bush." ​​Meiman picked up the teacup on the tea table, gently blew on the tea leaves floating on the water, took a small sip, and then put down the teacup.

"I came here to discuss a deal with Ms. Leng." Meiman put down her teacup, looked up at Leng Yizhen again.

"Deal?" Leng Yizhen frowned, looking at Meiman in confusion.

"I need Miss Leng to do something for me." Meiman said, "After the matter is completed, as a reward, I can cure Shen Shengyi's leg disease."

"Can you cure it?" Leng Yijiao looked at Meiman questioningly, her beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned.

"Here is the elixir handed down from our Mei family's ancestors, which can cure all kinds of difficult and miscellaneous diseases in this world. Even if it is a dying person, it can prolong his life for another month." Meiman took out a small rosewood box from her bag , Four square squares, "After Dr. Shen Sheng takes this medicine, he can move freely, but the effect of the medicine can only last for two days. If you don't believe what I say, you can try it."

"If you handle things well for me, I will continue to heal Shen Sheng's leg until he is fully recovered."

"Don't worry, I won't let you kill people and set fires, and I won't kill you, and I won't let you do things that are morally and morally harmful. It's just that only you can do this." As he spoke, Man took out a business card from his jacket pocket and put it on the coffee table, "This is my business card. When you're done thinking about it, call me."

"Don't bother me, see you later." Without waiting for others to speak, Meiman stood up and walked straight to the door.

After Meiman left, Leng Yizhen immediately picked up the business card on the coffee table and looked at it carefully.

After seeing clearly what was written on the business card, a light flashed in Leng Yizhen's clear eyes.

"Master, this person turned out to be......" Leng Yizhen looked very surprised, and looked up at Shen Han, "Isn't there no one in the Mei clan? This person Are you a liar?"

"Probably not." Shen Han frowned and took a long time to answer.

Leng Yizhen picked up the rosewood box on the coffee table and opened it.Put it on the tip of your nose and sniff it to confirm that it is non-toxic.

"Master, this medicine is not poisonous. I'll go and pour water for you right now." Leng Yizhen said as he put down the red sandalwood box again, turned and left.

Holding a cup of warm water, Leng Yizhen opened the red sandalwood box again, and brought it to Shen Han, "Master, try it."

Shen Han didn't pick up the red sandalwood box in Leng Yizhen's hand, and looked at Leng Yizhen with a serious expression he had never had before, "If this medicine really works, do you have to agree to do things for others? You don't even ask clearly , What exactly does that person want you to do?"

"Didn't that person say that he won't let me kill people, and he won't let me do things that violate ethics."

"I don't want to eat." Shen Han turned the wheelchair around, not looking at Leng Yizhen.

"......" Leng Yizhen held back tears, bit her lower lip lightly, and held the rosewood box tightly in her palm.

With a "plop", Leng Yizhen knelt on the ground with both legs.

Listening to the voice, Shen Han quickly turned the wheelchair around, frowned and looked at Leng Yizhen.

"Xiao'er, what are you doing!" Shen Han looked at Leng Yijiao's behavior, and his voice became anxious.

"Master... Jian'er... Please..." Leng Yizhen moved his knees, walked up to Shen Han on his knees, and hugged Shen Han's arms leg.

"Xiao'er, get up quickly." Shen Han bent down, holding Leng Yiluo's arms with both hands, trying to help this person up from the ground.

"Master, if you don't agree to me." Leng Yizhen hung his head, choked up and said, "I can't afford to kneel forever."

"......" Shen Han remained silent, his heart began to waver.

"Master, don't worry." Leng Yizhen raised his head and said while the iron was hot, "If this medicine really works, I will call that person and call him again."

"Let that person explain clearly what he wants me to do in front of you. I will only agree if you nod, master, okay?" Leng Yizhen looked at Shen Han pleadingly with a pair of almond eyes, tears glistening.

Shen Han sighed, looked at Leng Yijiao's firm eyes, nodded silently, and said nothing more.

"That's great!" Leng Yizhen saw that Shen Han finally nodded, and an incomparably bright smile burst out from the corner of his mouth, and immediately got up to fetch the water.

After Shen Han took the medicine, Leng Yijiao stayed by Shen Han's side and refused to leave.No matter where Shen Han goes, Leng Yijiao follows him all the way.

"Master, do you feel anything special about your legs?" Leng Yijiao asked with concern, but because of the dream last night, he didn't dare to look into Shen Han's eyes too much.

"I feel my legs are a little hot." Shen Han rubbed his left leg, and thin beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

"Xian'er rub it for you." Leng Yiying immediately moved a stool, sat beside Shen Han, and obediently rubbed Shen Han's legs.

When Leng Yizhen's hands touched Shen Han's thigh, the dream from last night suddenly flashed in Leng Yizhen's mind.

"Yi'er, why is your face so red?" Shen Han tilted his head slightly, looking at Leng Yiyao, "Come on, let me feel your pulse."

As soon as Shen Han finished speaking, he wanted to reach out to hold Leng Yizhen's hand, but the other party dodged it.

"No, I'm not feeling sick. I'm just a little thirsty. I'll just go and drink some water." Leng Yijiao looked away, stood up immediately, and ran away as if fleeing.