"Can it really be cured?" Song Qingshu was a little skeptical, after all, there was nothing to be done without a name.

"Senior Brother Song, don't have too much hope, you can only try your best in the future, the probability of success is only one or two percent, I wonder if Senior Brother Song still wants to try?" Zhang Wuji thought about it carefully and said with a frown.

"One or two achievements are enough, you do your best." For Song Qingshu, who was desperate, one or two percent is indeed very high, if Zhang Wuji said that more than half of the hopes could be cured, Song Qingshu didn't dare to believe him, after all, no name was helpless, and now that he said this, a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in Song Qingshu's heart.

"Brother Wuji, I think you still don't try, lest you be a villain when you can't be cured." Zhao Min felt that his sweetheart's approach this time was a bit abrupt, and no one was grateful for the cure, if it was not cured, I am afraid that all kinds of rumors would spread at that time.

"Don't worry, I know it." Zhang Wuji said in a deep voice, Zhao Min thought that he wanted to try his best to heal Song Qingshu's injuries to make up for his debt to Zhou Zhiruo, so he didn't say anything more.

"Miss Zhao, please rest assured, if it is not cured, it is Song's fate to escape, and Song will not blame anyone." Song Qingshu's words made Zhao Min feel curious, when did Song Qingshu become so open-minded?

Zhou Zhiruo was also a little strange, but she felt guilty in her heart, so she didn't think about it, and echoed with her: "Sect Leader Zhang can do his best, our husband ...... The husband and wife will be impressed."

Song Qingshu was a little worried at first that Zhang Wuji wanted to take the opportunity to harm his life, but after thinking about it, he promised to treat himself in front of so many people today, and if he couldn't be cured, forget it, if he was healed to death, considering that everyone knew what happened to him and Zhou Zhiruo back then, I am afraid that everyone in the martial arts will think that Zhang Wuji killed his husband and took his wife, and he is a shameless villain.

In the next period of time, Zhang Wuji often came to Song Qingshu for acupuncture, taking medicine, and healing injuries.

Song Qingshu was a little reluctant, thinking that he could be regarded as benevolent and righteous to his rival in love.

"Take the medicine, Qingshu." Zhou Zhiruo came over with a bowl of black Chinese medicine, picked up his head and fed her one bite at a time.

Snuggling up to Zhou Zhiruo, feeling the elasticity of her body, as well as the faint fragrance, Song Qingshu was a little uneasy for a while. Zhao Min can't afford the title of witty peerless anymore.

I haven't seen it for a few days, Zhou Zhiruo seems to have gotten bigger again, and when he drank the medicine, Song Qingshu's afterglow swept to the chest of the beautiful woman beside him, and he smiled evilly.

"Zhiruo, my stomach is not very comfortable, it is convenient to go out." Song Qingshu pretended to be very squirming and said.

Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips and smiled, stood up, tidied up her dress, and got out of the way.Song Qingshu trotted all the way to everyone, carefully looked at the people around, and hurriedly stretched out his finger to his throat and scratched it, and immediately spit out all the potions he had just drunk.

It turned out that Song Qingshu had only noticed that Zhou Zhiruo's chest was getting fuller and fuller, and suddenly remembered that the girl would only become plump when she was often moistened by rain and dew, and he had been guarding against the two of them cheating at night, and suddenly realized that they could also cheat during the day?

In the past, because it was broad daylight, Song Qingshu relaxed his vigilance, but now in retrospect, every time he drank the medicine, he was dazed for a while, and he thought that there would be side effects of drowsiness like taking some Western medicine in his previous life, and he didn't take it to heart.

Not long after returning to the room, Song Qingshu pretended to be tired, his eyelids seemed to be open and closed, and he soon fell asleep.

"Qingshu Qingshu?" Zhou Zhiruo gently pushed him a few times, wondering in her heart: "Why do you fall asleep so quickly every time you drink the medicine?"

"No need to shout, he won't wake up within an hour after I hit my improved ten-spiced soft tendons." At this time, Zhang Wuji's voice came, and Song Qingshu was startled, and then the sleeping hole on his body was pointed.

Hearing what the two were saying, Song Qingshu finally understood that the two had really hooked up before falling into a coma again, and the anger in his heart was like a volcano erupting, hehehe, he was really naïve, thinking that they were trying to save themselves, but he knew that it was just under the guise of this to facilitate their cheating.

"Zhang Wuji, what do you mean?" Seeing Song Qingshu's head tilted, Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly stretched out her finger to probe the tip of his nose, felt the breath before she breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head to look at Zhang Wuji, and her face suddenly sank.

"Otherwise, where will we have the opportunity to say something considerate, if he is awake, it will always be inconvenient." Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu and said.

"Sect Leader Zhang, I still want to respect myself!" Zhou Zhiruo stood up, with a chill in her tone, "I did promise to reconcile with you before, but to Song Qingshu, I owe him, you must cure him, otherwise, there will always be a thorn in my heart, and it is impossible to get along with you."

Zhang Wuji was silent for a while, and then replied, "It's natural."

"You really ...... Can it really cure Qingshu?" Zhou Zhiruo noticed the uncertainty in his tone, and suddenly asked suspiciously.

Zhang Wuji hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Senior Brother Song's meridians are completely broken, and he is no longer a medicine stone doctor.

"It turns out that you just want to take the opportunity to get close to me as an excuse for Qingshu to heal his injuries!" Zhou Zhiruo glared at him angrily, "I'll just say why Qingshu drank medicine during this time. [,!] went to sleep, it turned out that you were all a ghost."

"Otherwise, there will inevitably be rumors and rumors coming to you on weekdays, which are not very good for you and me." Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly.

"I don't want to pursue the previous matter, but you must cure Qingshu." Zhou Zhiruo said categorically.

"One by one, what's the matter, do you care about him so much?" Zhang Wuji was a little jealous.

"Maybe this is just a reason to persuade me to leave my husband and be nice to you," Zhou Zhiruo's tone was full of grievances, "Brother Wuji, you obviously know what people want for you, but I am a married woman and always have my own concerns."

"Isn't it okay if I'm wrong, Sister Zhiruo." Zhang Wuji hurriedly made amends.

"You obviously have medical skills, how can you not cure Qingshu's injury?" A thought suddenly flashed in Zhou Zhiruo's mind, looked at him and asked, "It won't be because Qingshu is my husband, you deliberately didn't treat him out of a man's jealousy."

"How so?" Zhang Wuji hurriedly waved his hand, "I did my best."

Zhou Zhiruo kept staring at him intently, until his expression was a little unnatural, and then he said lightly: "Okay, believe you for the time being, but this treatment can't continue, I will take Qingshu back to Emei to recuperate first.When you think of a way to cure Qingshu, when will you come to me again."

Zhang Wuji opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but Zhou Zhiruo didn't give him a chance, and said coldly: "Come on, send Sect Leader Zhang out."

Looking at Zhang Wuji's helpless departure, Zhou Zhiruo muttered to herself: "Brother Wuji, I know that you have a way to save him, it depends on whether you are willing to spend so much for me."