The imperial doctors all followed Doctor Xiang out to wave, and Xia Houming was the only one in charge of the Tianxing Medical Pavilion, and he couldn't wait to chop off his two hands when he was free, and he couldn't wait to grow four hands when he was busy.

On the morning of the sixth day, the hospital was quiet again.

Xiahou Ming is still the same, holding a small teacup in one hand and an abacus bead in the other, and settling the accounts clearly.

The sun is good, and under all kinds of coercion and coercion, Shengyu reluctantly walked out of the room, squinting and enjoying the sunshine.

"If you don't bask in the sun, you'll turn into a lightning bolt! How can I be embarrassed to be a woman of my gender? Effortlessly, he lifted the heavy bluestone bench and moved it to the shade under the cherry blossom tree, sitting under the shade of the tree, and the old god was in the way.

Sheng Yu silently glanced at her complexion, and in the spirit of good upbringing, swallowed the rebuttal back into his stomach.

Is her skin whiter than his?

It's just that there is a faint pink in his white skin, which is much healthier than his bloodless paleness.

In order not to embarrass her, he decided to bask in the sun.

Where is the lighter?

He looked around, looking for a perfect spot to bask in the sun.

"Well, it's good." Innocent Nunu pouted, motioning for him to look at the roof.

360 degrees without dead ends, the best location for stargazing and moon viewing, and now there is one more - basking in the sun.

Sheng Yu felt that the proposal was feasible, and his toes touched the ground lightly, and his body was like a fluttering goose, and in an instant, he floated to the roof, found a random position, and lay down on the spot.

The sun was warm and the cool breeze blew the hair of the raw feathers and wrinkled the cherry blossoms of the two trees.

I finally have a bit of a slow-paced feel to the town.

With such a sun shining on his body, the temperature was just right, and Shengyu's eyelids were a little sour, so he couldn't help but close.

It doesn't hurt to take a nap.

Wuxian also seemed to be infected, gradually becoming sleepy, and closed his eyes with his back against the trunk of the tree.

A gentle wind blew in gusts of air, blowing her long, inky hair scattered in front of her.

Dressed in white, with a picturesque face, and the two cherry blossom trees behind him, it really becomes a beautiful picture.

The little people who came in and out, the few patients, saw such a scene, they all held their breath and quietly walked by, and no one wanted to make a noise to destroy.

……

However, the destruction that is due will still come.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and it is no longer as gentle as it was just now, and it hurts a little bit on my face.

Wuxian opened his eyes, and there was a solemn look in his eyes.

She felt an unusually strange aura approaching, and she didn't know whether she was passing by unintentionally or coming on purpose.

Another gust of wind blew, and Sheng Yu, who had closed his eyes and rested for a while, couldn't sit still, and sat up suddenly, facing the direction of the wind, his eyes grim.

The wind sent a blur of shadows over the rooftops.

Shengyu tried to catch it, but the shadow seemed to have eyes, and he threw himself into the air.

The shadows continued to float and float down the rooftops towards the cherry blossom trees.

Wuxian raised her eyebrows, did she come to her?

"Beware of deception!" Shengyu rolled over and jumped off the roof.

The shadow was even faster than him, and with a swish, he was in front of the Immortal.

Although it was still very unfamiliar, there was no hostility, and Wu Wu did not rashly attack.

The shadow stopped so close to her, spinning at high speed, she couldn't see it for what it really was, only a faint glimpse of green.

Sheng Yu approached her step by step, as if trying to catch it all while it wasn't looking, but was stopped by Wu Xian.

The shadow was not very big, about the size of a fist, and she slowly raised her hand and took the initiative to move towards the shadow.

The fist-sized shadow suddenly lay in her palm and stopped turning.