After entering the house, Zhang Shan put Jiang Kui on the chair, and turned around to go to the door to help Wang Chu.

"The donkey cart stays, you go back, and Zhang Shan will send me home in a while." ”

Xiao Wu jumped out of the donkey cart and said well, "In this case, I'll go back first." ”

As soon as Xiao Wu left, Zhang Shan closed the door, and Wei Wangchu stood up calmly.

"Doctor Wei, you?"

Zhang Shan was stunned, and Jiang Kui looked at him meaningfully.

Wei Wangchu smiled indifferently, "Your name is Jiang Kui?"

Glancing at his broken leg, "Liubo Mountain's Kui?"

"Exactly. ”

The square-faced man's sharp eyes stared at Wei Wangchu, as if he wanted to dig a hole out of him.

Wei Wangchu didn't care about his eyes at all, pinched his arm indifferently, and instructed Zhang Shan, "Go find some planks and come over." ”

The arm is broken, the leg is broken, the face does not change, and the conversation and laughter are lively.

He's a ruthless man.

It's also interesting to come up with a name.

Kui, Kui?

"Who?"

"Qingtian Town. ”

"I've never seen you before. ”

"Qingtian Town has a population of tens of thousands, but I haven't met it. ”

Wei Wangchu fixed his arms with a wooden plank and pinched his legs again.

"Broken leg once?"

Before the man could speak, Zhang Shan said, "Yes, Doctor Wei, you can see it at once? His leg was already broken, and he wanted to take a shortcut to see you, so he limped up to Chunshan, who knew that he actually met a pack of wolves!"

"Lame, met the wolves, and retreated. ”

Wei Wangchu raised his eyes and glanced at him gently, obviously a casual glance, but it made the man's back feel cold.

"Yes, I said, it's amazing! There are no weapons around you - looking at your muscles, your skills must be very tight!"

Zhang Shan's face was full of admiration.

Jiang Kui smiled lightly, "It's just self-preservation, either he dies or I live, so naturally I have to do my best." ”

Wei Wangchu figured out the arrangement of the broken bones and handed him a piece of wood, "Bite it." ”

"Your leg was broken once, it was not connected, it was broken again, the misalignment is terrible, I want to stretch it a little bigger, and then re-dock, it hurts, you bear with it. ”

"Good. ”

The man obediently bit it in his mouth, and saw Wei Wangchu holding both ends of his calf with his big hands, pulling it violently, turning clockwise, and scolding.

The green tendons on his forehead burst out, his eyes bulged out, and the steel teeth were almost bitten off by wood, but the man didn't say a word.

Wei Wangchu touched the interface, pulled it open again, adjusted the lower position, and slammed it up.

The wood in his mouth fell to the ground, and the man fainted.

Zhang Shan looked at him in a cold sweat and sighed, "What a man!"

After fixing the plank, Wei Wangchu's wound also collapsed, and fresh blood oozed out of his chest and shoulder.

"He needs to stay with you for a while, try not to move, and take care of the situation for more than a month. ”

Zhang Shan nodded in agreement, "No problem." ”

"I'll prescribe some medicine for bone and muscle, and you can fry him twice a day. ”

Zhang Shan drove the donkey cart to send Wei Wangchu home, it was still early, and the two brothers Wei Wangjiang and Wei Wangxi had not yet gone to private school.

Wei Wangchu closed the door, pulled out a whistle, and blew a few times.

After a while, a white-headed and yellow-billed giant falcon rushed down from a height of thousands of miles, and was just about to rush to Wei Wangchu's shoulder, when it suddenly stopped, circled around the man twice, and finally landed on the table on the side, tilting its head to look at him.

The round brown eyes were full of doubt.

It's been years since this person was injured, what's going on?

Wei Wangchu wrote a few strokes on the paper, rolled them into thin strips, put them in the tube, and tied them to the feet of the giant falcon.

"Go ahead. ”

The falcon circled the man three times, as if in doubt.

"Anything else?"

The giant falcon's big eyes rolled, and one rolled over, soaring into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it was already dark.

In the mountain stream of the Langya Ridge of Spring Mountain, the hot spring hidden in the jungle is misty, and among the lush greenery, there is a tall and thin white figure looming.

Her long swarthy hair was damp over her shoulders, and the white robe was gradually soaked with droplets of water dripping from the ends.

The wet robe is a little transparent, and the man's sturdy back and slightly upturned hips can be faintly seen.

What a feminine back.

Who's this?

Ya Ya stood blankly behind the bushes, looking at the eye-catching scenery in front of him, with a confused face.

Where is this?

There is a hot spring in Spring Mountain?

The man in the light robe in front of him is taking a bath here?

This, this, this dress is too - at first glance, it is not a good family!

Bud Ya subconsciously retreated, wanting to run.

A foot on the wood made a crunching sound.

The bad man in white heard the sound and turned around.

He is very thin, with deep sunken eye sockets, prominent eyebrow bones, slightly higher cheekbones, and a high nose bridge with a small bulge in the middle of the nose bridge, which makes the man look extraordinarily tough.

The lips are thin and the lip line is distinct, the undulating arc of the upper lip is like a steep and cold cliff, and the angular jaw on the upper lip is full of masculinity, which is very different from his slightly feminine back.

Wei Wangchu.

He suddenly smiled, and suddenly his cold and hard face changed to soft and handsome, like the sun rising after the dark clouds dispersed, bright and bright.

He said, "Bud, come here." ”

The bud was fixed on the spot, and it couldn't move.

"Come here. ”

He suddenly flew out of the water, and the hem of his clothes splashed everywhere, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of the girl.

"You didn't come to me, I had to come to you. ”

With a long hand, he grabbed the girl's slender waist and brought it into his arms, and he hugged the person firmly.

"Wei, Wei Wangchu—"

Bud Ya put her hands on his chest, and his heart beat fast and fast, hitting the girl's palm one by one.

The palm seemed to be on fire, and the girl's heart began to beat involuntarily with his rhythm.

In the body, it seems that the blood is slowly heating up, and the hula rushes straight to the brain.

Vertigo.

The past of the big dream swooped over layer by layer, and the head of the pocket fell like a wave of fear, and the stomach began to churn.

Almost at the same time, a scorching heat came from the palm of his hand.

There is a vague smell of blood that permeates the tip of the nose.

Blood?!

- Slippery, warm, sticky blood slowly gushed out, slowly wrapping the girl's hands.

The smell of medicine came with a strong smell of blood.

The soul was suddenly out of the body.

The man took a big hand and held the girl's chin, forcing her to lift her head.

His slender eyes wrapped around her like water, and his eyes seemed to be tugging at her heartstrings at once.

He said, "Yaya, do you like me?"

Like?

He nodded his head, but was interrupted by a sudden hot wind.

The buds looked around blankly, the dense dense forest, the bottomless red hot spring, and the dark and gloomy sky pressed low on the treetops, as if they were about to crush the tree at any moment.

She wanted to say she didn't like it, but she didn't say anything, so she was gagged.

Su Rili looked at the cool thin lips, which were warm and slippery at the moment, and the crisp and numb touch slowly climbed from the lip flap to her heart.

There seems to be a vague aroma in the surroundings.

Bud Ya pushed the man away violently, and turned his head to look, and the mist that filled the pool suddenly turned into endless white smoke from countless aromatherapy furnaces.

The man straightened the girl's head, pinched her chin, and kissed her again.

The long tongue goes straight in, stirring up a pool of spring water.

There seems to be a hot spring in the bottom of the girl's heart, and the heat is steaming straight up to her heart, and the spring water is bubbling and going to hell.

"Ah——!h

Bud sat up sharply.

It was already half dark, and the room had been lit with oil lamps, and in the dim light, the girl looked at her hands, which were as white as ever, without any blood stains, and the clothes on her body were all clean.

"Oh......"

The girl let out a long sigh and raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.

She actually dreamed of him—

The girl touched her lips incredulously, and there was a slight tingling.

I don't know if the feelings in the dream are too real, or the afternoon kiss is too memorable.

It seems that, by now, his breath and taste remain on his lips.

The throbbing and fear in my heart slowly poured out, and fear, rejection, and resistance slowly drowned everything out.

The girl covered her face, trying to get rid of the demonic fear in her heart that wanted to swallow herself, but suddenly she was stunned.

There was a sticky touch coming from underneath me.

The demon of fear suddenly faded, and the girl suddenly became a little petrified—

No, what is this?

——？？？

Physiological reaction?

It's just a dream of kissing—

His heart tightened, and a sudden stream of heat gushed out.