Mu He was shocked when he saw that Li Muqi was holding a child in his arms, and that the child's body was covered with mud and blood, and that Li Muqi also had a few blood stains on his body. Although Mu He www.biquge.info was not shocked, he quickly pulled open the quilt and asked Li Muqi to place the child in his arms on the soft couch. Looking at Li Muqi's expression, he couldn't help but feel a little worried, constantly complaining about Li Antong, wanting to teach Li Antong a lesson, but he couldn't find his figure, so he could only say in his heart: I'll teach you a lesson when you come back. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Li Muqi said softly, "Hurry up and make a basin of hot water, help him wash his body first, and deal with the blood stains and his wounds." ”

Li Muqi didn't see that there was another person in the room, Qiu Yun dressed in pink. At the moment when Li Muqi came in, Qiu Yun was still talking softly with Mu He, and suddenly saw the child in Li Muqi's arms, as well as the blood stains on Li Muqi's body. I was really shocked in my heart, and when I heard Li Muqi's words, the panic in my heart calmed down.

"Have you invited a doctor?" Qiu Yun said, "There is a doctor in the house, although his medical skills are not very good, but he is still very good at this little injury." ”

"Oh, no need to call him, Antong has already gone to ask for a doctor. Li Muqi replied while carefully untying Song Mingyu's clothes, looking at the scars on his chest, he really hated that fat man in his heart, and he was so heavy on a child. "After fetching water, take a few clean towels, and I still have a few bottles of bone-setting wine in my practice room, bring them over first, and deal with emergencies. Li Muqi didn't look back, not knowing that it was Qiu Yun who was standing behind him at this time, not Mu He. Li Muqi didn't know that Qiu Yun was in the house, so he was talking to Mu He.

After all, Song Mingyu couldn't bear the pain in his chest, and because he was able to endure the severe pain, he opened his mouth to speak, coughed violently and pulled the wound, and a few mouthfuls of blood came out of the corners of his mouth, and finally passed out. Being able to pass out is definitely a good thing for Song Mingyu, at least it can make him not feel the slightest pain - the pain that is difficult to endure anymore.

"Yes," Qiu Yun bowed and hurriedly trotted towards the practice room.

Li Muqi's heart was all focused on Song Mingyu's body, and he didn't feel that the reaction behind him was a little different: Mu He wouldn't give him such a salute at all, and he didn't hear two footsteps in the room at this time, two different footsteps.

finally untied Song Mingyu's clothes, but Li Muqi didn't dare to remove them, he was afraid that he would accidentally pull Song Mingyu's wound and wake Song Mingyu from his comatose state. Looking at the scars on Song Mingyu's body, he let out a low sigh again.

It just so happened that at this time, Mu He hurriedly came with a basin of clean hot water. Seeing the scars on Song Mingyu's body, tears poured down uncontrollably, rolling teardrops, dripping beside Song Mingyu. Choked up, "What kind of person would be so heavy on a child." Before the words fell, tears welled up again.

Li Muqi was just about to comfort Mu He and ask for a clean towel, when he saw a pink figure hurrying over, seeing Song Mingyu's scars, tears swirled in his eyes, and did not fall. Qiu Yun knew that tears could not solve any problems at this time, and what she should do at this time was to deal with the wound.

Qiu Yun put the medicinal wine in her hand in the corner of the soft couch, did not greet Li Muqi, sat directly on the soft couch, rolled up her sleeves, leaned down, and slowly and carefully took off Song Mingyu's clothes.

Mu He also stopped crying, still choked, and slowly helped Song Mingyu up with the same care, so that Qiu Yun could completely remove his clothes.

After about half a cup of tea, Song Mingyu's clothes on his upper body completely fell off.

Just when Mu He and Qiu Yun were helping Song Mingyu wipe the mud and blood stains on his body, Li Antong walked to the house with an old man.

Luo Qiuhe's eyes were full of anger, with a very reluctant expression on his face, he had tilted his nose and tilted his head, not looking at Li Antong, nor greeting anyone in the room. Sitting on a chair with a huff, he poured himself a cup of tea. After the tea, the expression on his face eased a little. But he still ignored anyone, and even twisted his head to the side and looked out the window at the scenery.

"An Tong, you finally invited the old gentleman. Li Muqi had a hint of joy on his face, looked at Luo Qiuhe and bowed, "Then there is Mr. Lao." ”

"Please, did he invite me over?" Luo Qiuhe blew his beard and glared, "Is there someone he invites like that?

Seeing the movements of Luo Qiuhe's hands, and remembering that Li Antong was almost holding Luo Qiuhe when he entered the house just now, Luo Qiuhe's expression was so uncomfortable and so reluctant. Presumably, Luo Qiuhe was very reluctant at that time, he should have been forcibly "invited" by Li Antong, so it is normal to invite people and have such a reaction.

"Since you're here, you have to see this disease. Li Muqi looked at Luo Qiuhedao, who was still blowing his beard and glaring at the chair, "You can't drink my cup of tea, and then pat your ass and leave." ”

"If you're invited over like that, do you still have the heart to see a doctor?"

"Then what do you want?" Li Muqi said, "I can't send you back, please do it again." ”

"Hmm..." Luo Qiuhe said with a gleam of eyes, "It's not necessary, just let me do the same, please you once, let you experience my feelings." ”

"I don't care, as long as..." Li Muqi pointed at Li Antong and said, "As long as he agrees." ”

"He," Luo Qiuhe looked at the corners of Li Antong's slightly upturned mouth, and gasped in his heart: he agreed, how could he agree. I'm an old man, my life is really miserable. "As long as he doesn't bother my old man. ”

"Can you see a doctor right now?"

"Not yet. Luo Qiuhe shook his head and said, "Because of him, I didn't bring anything, how can I see the disease?"

Li Muqi smiled: "I knew you would say that." Li Muqi looked back at Li Antong, "Antong." ”

Li Antong slowly put the box in his hand in front of Luo Qiuhe, and quipped, "But what is missing?"

"You..." Luo Qiuhe saw that his treasure box was in front of him, but he didn't know when Li Antong held it in his hand. Hurriedly opened it and looked to see if the box was missing his treasures. Sidao: Why didn't I find it on the road? Also, when I go back, I must hide it well, if there is one less bottle and jar, I will die of sadness. Glaring at Li Antong coldly, he snorted coldly, vented his dissatisfaction in his heart, looked at Li Muqi and said, "This time you owe me a medical book again." Then he thought of something in his heart and said with a smile, "It's not bad to have a friend like you: although there are many troubles, I can always see many ancient medical books, and your chess skills are good, which can make my old man improve his chess skills." ”

"As long as you don't regret chess, then I'm happy to play against you. ”

When Luo Qiuhe heard this, he blew his beard again, glared at Li Muqi, and walked towards the soft couch.

At this time, Song Mingyu still did not wake up. Luo Qiuhe looked at his chest that had been scrubbed clean, stretched out his hand and gently touched the wounds, and whispered, "These wounds can't be caused by him, right?" and then replied, "Probably not, if he made a move, this child would have died long ago, and with that person by his side, he wouldn't dare to do so." But I don't know who made such a heavy hand? But thanks to his good luck, he touched my old man, even if he was twice as heavy, I could cure the old man, and I would never have seen that he had been injured here. ”

Luo Qiuhe didn't notice that when he said that it might be Li Antong's hands and feet, a wave of anger appeared on Li Antong's face, and even Mu He looked at Li Antong coldly: If the relationship is really Li Antong, I am afraid that Mu He has already made a move on Li Antong at this moment. Even if Luo Qiuhe didn't pay attention, he would have thought of it. If not, why would he say that?

"Three ribs were broken in my chest, but fortunately my internal organs were not injured. Otherwise, it will be very troublesome. Luo Qiuhe saw that there was a big bruise on Song Mingyu's right chest, stroked it with his hand, frowned, and said, "I have been injured here, I don't know which bastard bandaged it, it is really a quack waste, and doing so will only cost him his life." Hmph, luckily I ran into my old man. Then he turned back to Li Antong and said, "You come over and break this rib of his." Seeing that Li Antong's face was a little puzzled, Li Muqi was about to ask, and then said, "If you don't interrupt and re-deal with it, let it go on for a long time, I'm afraid his little life will be over." Also, if you don't want him to suffer more serious injuries, you must be ruthless and accurate. Then he took out a packet of medicine from his box and handed it to Mu He Dao, "You have decocted this packet of medicine, if you don't want him to feel better, you can add a little of your tears to the medicine." ”

Mu He glared at Luo Qiuhe and ran out.

"Don't you want to do it yet?" looked back at Li Antong and said, "Do you want me to do it as an old man?"

"This..." Li Antong hesitated, "Do you want to do it like this?"

"I didn't expect you to have such a heart," Luo Qiuhe stroked his white beard and said, "If you do it like this, you have to wake him up and let him exhale the turbidity in his chest." ”

When Li Antong heard this, the light in his eyes changed, and the five fingers of his right hand were put together, and he hurriedly cut at Song Mingyu's wound. With a crisp "card rub" sound, Song Mingyu roared and woke up, beads of sweat had fallen on his forehead, the reddish blood on his face quickly receded, his pale lips trembled uncontrollably, his body tensed, he couldn't stop shaking, and he gasped rapidly...

Mu He heard Song Mingyu's hoarse scream, his heart was shocked, through the open window, he only saw that Song Mingyu had sat up in shock at this time, but he didn't sit up completely, only half of the sitting, he pulled the wound, and then quickly lay down, his back was already wet with sweat, clenching his teeth, panting. The anger on his face slowly receded, glaring at Li Antong, but he didn't say a word. Seeing this, Mu He's eyes were filled with tears again, remembering Luo Qiuhe's advice, and the tears did not flow. I couldn't bear to look at it anymore, squatted beside the fire, put away my thoughts, and carefully decocted the medicine.

Li Antong looked at Song Mingyu's eyes, panicked in his heart, and panicked, "This... This is his order, I... I have to, this is also for your good..."

Li Antong didn't know why he was like this, he never thought that one day he would be like this. Maybe it's his gaze, Li Antong explained in his heart: there is deep incomprehension and resentment in his eyes, and this matter is not my intention.

King Huai once saved Li Antong's life, but it was Li Muqi who really changed Li Antong. King Huai only saved a soulless body at that time, but Li Muqi saved Li Antong's soul.

To save a person is to save a soul, not a body. The body doctor can save it, but the soul can only be saved by man.