Chapter 159: Thousands of Ancient Grievances (4)
The divine doctor was secretly on guard, but when he saw him raise his hand to wipe two handfuls of tears, he resolutely picked up the porridge bowl and poured it down, very coldly stretching out his head and shrinking his head.
The miracle doctor was very surprised. smiled, only stretched out his arm to carry a lot of small dishes into the bowl for him, and he didn't care about anything, squeaky and chewed a few bites and swallowed it. The doctor put his hand into his shirt and smoothed his back, and said, "Eat slowly, eat slowly, don't choke...... Hey, what am I talking about......"
Canghai swallowed the last mouthful of porridge before coughing loudly. Pushing away the divine doctor's control, he jumped on one foot.
"Wait," the doctor pulled him back to sit on him, smiled and took out a box of candy, pressed it to his cheek, and smiled, "That's good." "Put the lacquer box in his hand.
Picked him up. Walked to the bed, put him on the pedal first, turned his face to clean up the bed, but he just rolled on the carpet and lay on his stomach. He really wanted to go over and kick him, but he endured it, hurriedly laid out the futon, and turned his head to pick him up, but he climbed up and lay on his stomach along the pedal.
Holding a small hexagonal lacquer box tightly in his hand.
The miracle doctor stood by for a long time before he calmed down, turned him face up, and applied medicine to the tooth marks on his neck. He wanted to do it, but he was crushed and couldn't move. The divine doctor sprinkled all his qi on the ointment, and dug up a large lump and applied it to his wounds.
He writhed for a while, but not very vigorously, before falling into a deep sleep. The doctor covered him with a quilt, left his left foot exposed, took another medicine, and cleaned up the room.
Turning his head to look at him, he was sleeping with his eyes closed. The moonlight shone brightly under his head, and the doctor walked over and pulled a ruler from the mattress under his pillow.
There is such a story recorded in "Han Feizi: Difficult to Say". Wei Linggong has a very favored doctor named Mi Zibian. At that time, in the Patriotic Law, it was a crime to ride the king's carriage without permission, but Mi Zibian drove the king's carriage at night to visit his mother's illness, and Wei Linggong heard that he only said that he was filial piety and did not punish the crime.
Then one day, Miko picked a peach in the orchard that was very delicious, so he offered the remaining peach to Linggong, who was very happy to praise him, "Because he loves me, he left me a delicious peach to eat, but he was reluctant to eat it." In the end, because of his lust and love, Linggong said that he "drove my carriage without permission and stuffed me with leftovers" and was punished for both crimes.
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This is the famous "split peach" allusion in history. Men fall in love.
Wei Linggong loves sex, and he loves relaxation because of color decay, so there is a reason and time limit. But Rong Chengche and him just ate together a few days ago, and today there is no actual sin, how can you say that Chi is gone? Who should be the one who should be dissected to see who the hell is.
For all kinds of punishments, it is not infuriating, but it is sad. Tigers, leopards and lions pounce on each other and bite each other for fun, and then curl up together to lick each other's injuries. But we're human. Clear.
Sad. Heartbreaking.
Someone is crying because of their broken hearts. A stone's throw away.
Who could it be? Hurt such a heart, Xiao Cheng's choked voice woke up a physically and mentally exhausted person in the middle of the night? The room was pitch black.
Someone squatted there at the head of the bed and cried so much that it broke his heart.
Heartbroken murmur.
β...... I was wrong...... You shouldn't fall in love with me, as long as I sneak it up......
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