Li Xiaomeng said this, Pomegranate's heart was warm, she had felt that she had a sense of dependence on others for the first time before. And at this moment, Li Xiaomeng, who is singing in a yellow minor key, is a mountain in her heart, giving her confidence and hope.

"Well, then I'll learn, but not yellow minor!" Pomegranate said with a smile.

Li Xiaomeng looked innocent and embarrassed: "But I can only tune yellow!"

"I don't believe it!" said Pomegranate, smirking.

Li Xiaomeng handed the medicine to Pomegranate: "Hehe, in fact, the opera itself is a little yellow, and art is all about rubbing the edges, you see what Oscars that Zhang Yimou's Jinling Thirteen Hairpins are going to participate in, if someone else shoots this, it will be a third-level film." ”

Pomegranate grimaced, it was really difficult for Li Xiaomeng to be serious, she held the medicine bowl: "Have you seen it?"

"Movies? No, I've read novels. ”

"Oh!"

Li Xiaomeng raised his head and glanced at the pomegranate gently, and said with a smile: "When you are healed, I will take you to see it." But it's really not a comfortable thing to watch a movie about the dirty behavior of little Japan, those grandsons really didn't do anything good in our China, fuck it!"

"I can't see that you're very patriotic!"

"That's, we have an authentic patriotic face!" Li Xiaomeng said proudly, speaking of patriotism, this is really true, to Chairman Mao and Premier Zhou as a guard master Zhang Qingshan in the nine years to instill a lot of ideas in this regard, our current peaceful life is the ancestors with blood and life to fight, people, to know how to be grateful.

"Why does this medicine taste different from what I drank yesterday?" Pomegranate took a sip of the bitter decoction, and her willow eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Li Xiaomeng looked at the medicine, that's right, the medicine boiled in the past few days is the same, and the amount of medicinal materials is exactly the same. Patting his head, Li Xiaomeng shouted: "I forgot to add sugar, wait a minute, I'll go get sugar!"

"Huh?" The pomegranate, who has seen countless big scenes, also widened his eyes, can it also be sweetened in traditional Chinese medicine?

After a while, Li Xiaomeng came back, took two pieces of sugar cubes in his hand, and put them in the medicine bowl: "This way it won't be so unpleasant!"

Pomegranate smiled gratefully, Li Xiaomeng was really considerate.

Looking at the pomegranate smiling, Li Xiaomeng is comfortable in every cell of his body, life is like this, there is nothing more happier than a woman laughing at you from the bottom of her heart, especially if she will only smile at you alone.

"By the way, when I'm not there these days, you also have to exercise more to promote blood circulation, so that the wound heals faster. My medicine is very strong, I can help you remove the stitches in less than a week, and then with a little external medicine, the scars will not be left in the future, and they will be as white and tender as before!"

When Li Xiaomeng said that the pomegranate was white and tender, the pomegranate was a little shy, and Li Xiaomeng saw the pomegranate's face so red for the first time, like a red apple. Bacheng remembered the scene that day when he healed her and watched her whole body, the cold-blooded female killer is no longer cold-blooded, but also emotional.

Just when Li Xiaomeng was about to give pomegranate some further treatment to acupuncture points, the mobile phone rang, Li Xiaomeng hurriedly picked it up and took a look, because of the existence of the Qing Gang, Meng Dahai and Cao Lei, Li Xiaomeng, who seemed to care very much, was actually nervous, if anything happened on the turf, he would enter the inevitable large-scale fight.

However, the call was not from Liu Zhongchao or Daddy Shu, and the caller ID was Master Wuneng who pulled the wind.

Li Xiaomeng frowned, it seems that the old bald man has finally returned to Lingnan, and he has been driven out by his son, and he called again. Li Xiaomeng was not surprised, he knew that it was not Long Banshan's intention to drive him away, his son was just worried that he was threatening him, and Long Banshan really cared about himself.

"Why don't you answer the phone?" the pomegranate fox looked at Li Xiaomeng suspiciously.

Li Xiaomeng smiled: "Don't worry, wait for him to hit a few more times, come, I'll give you some acupoint treatment!"

Pomegranate nodded, Li Xiaomeng also helped her do this miraculous treatment before, no need to take off her clothes, Li Xiaomeng can find the acupuncture points on the back very skillfully and then click down, after each treatment, the whole body is numb, indescribably comfortable.

Pomegranate put down the medicine bowl and sat up straight, Li Xiaomeng sat behind her, put his hands together, and quickly clicked out, and the whole process was completed in one go.

The killer pomegranate who was raised by the red shadow has learned all kinds of kung fu and killing skills, but he really hasn't learned such a wonderful point kung fu, Li Xiaomeng knows a lot of traditional Chinese martial arts and traditional Chinese medicine and the like, now such people are too rare, obviously Li Xiaomeng's master has the real mastery.

In the process of acupoint healing, Li Xiaomeng's mobile phone rang three times, and after clicking, Pomegranate lazily lay directly on the big bed, wanting to sleep beautifully, she had to admit that Chinese culture was broad and profound.

Li Xiaomeng's mobile phone rang again, and only then did he walk out of the room, close the door and pick up the phone.

"Hey, who?" Li Xiaomeng asked in a loud voice.

"Who? You don't recognize my number?"

"What number, are you?" Li Xiaomeng pretended to be mysterious.

Long Banshan on the other end of the phone smiled: "Boy, pretend to be garlic with me." Are you still angry that my son drove you away?"

"Ouch, Master Wuneng. I'm not angry, my son asked me to go, I can't wait, I deleted your number after I left, so I didn't hear it, I thought it was a stranger, and I didn't want to take it. ”

"Then let's say that the two of us are destined!"

"Don't, this generation is messed up!" Li Xiaomeng waved his hand again and again, "What, your son represents the dark night, I just don't want to play that Huaxia fighting match, if I go and get beaten and crippled, I can't bear it! Besides, your Seven Injuries Fist is too hurtful, I used to be a pillar of optimus in the morning, and now my little brother sleeps more than me when I wake up in the morning! I don't want to become a monk like your old man in the future!"

"Boy, I don't know you yet, stop playing, I'm waiting for you in the tree daddy specialty restaurant in Xicheng District, Lingnan City, see you or leave!"

"Hey, who said I'm going!" the old fellow went to Daddy Tree.

"Count you ruthless, I'll pass on to you a set of Buddhism's secret methods for raising kidneys, don't you come and see it!" Long Banshan hung up the phone after speaking.

Li Xiaomeng shrugged his shoulders, how could Lao Tzu not go? Raising the Kidney Dafa, deceiving ghosts! Besides, Lao Tzu didn't lift it in the morning, after practicing the Seven Wounds Boxing, it was rare to stop below, and he couldn't fit his underwear! Whether these seven injuries hurt the body or not, Li Xiaomeng doesn't know now, but he is really grateful to Long Banshan in his heart, his son's prejudice against himself Li Xiaomeng really didn't take it to heart, he was still afraid that Long Banshan would not come to him, Master Wuneng was kind to himself, and now those royal jelly from Lingnan No. 4 Pharmaceutical Factory are still provided by him, and if there is kindness, he will repay it, this is Li Xiaomeng's principle, and Li Xiaomeng has a hunch that he can see the master he has been missing in the competition in a few months.

(Three watches are over!)