Chapter Twenty-Five: Misfortune Strikes

Qingshi saw Ju Siliang's eyes on him, and told the matter again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info said a lot of oil and vinegar in the middle, probably to explain how pitiful he was, it was originally a misunderstanding, and as a result, he didn't get a good life these days.

"Doctor, those people are a bunch of crazy people, they have beaten and scolded me these days, and they have to make me confess that they have hurt a few people. And almost killed me, just a little bit. I took advantage of the small effort that no one was watching, and I escaped and died. Qingshi's voice was trembling, full of crying.

"Forget it." Ju Siliang sighed and said, "A man, don't cry like this. Even if you do something, I won't die without help. ”

"Thank you, doctor, thank you." Qingshi hurriedly thanked him.

Ju Siliang looked at Qingshi, this man suddenly appeared here and made him feel strange. I myself have no choice but to settle in this remote place, and almost no one usually comes. Occasionally, some wealthy people who are in a hurry have some headaches and brain fever diseases that are enough to live for themselves, and at this most critical time, such an irrelevant person comes, and I can't help but be suspicious.

Propping up the stove to the house, Ju Siliang didn't dare to leave Lingli. Help Qingshi put the medicine on and fry it, and let Qingshi watch the rest.

"Doctor, is this your wife?" Qingshi saw that Ju Siliang didn't speak for a long time, so he had to say a word himself.

Ju Siliang shook his head. His eyes looked at Ling Li, this woman, how could he not desire to be his wife.

"So, she's also seeing a doctor here? It looks like she's hurt enough, such a girl is provoking anyone, and there is such a big disaster. Qingshi said again.

Seeing that Ju Siliang didn't reply, Qingshi was no longer bored with himself, and continued to decoct the medicine.

After a while, the silence was broken by the sound of a door.

The sound came from the door of the lobby connected to the back room, Qingshi was startled, but Ju Siliang didn't even blink his eyes.

"Duan He, are you awake?" Ju Siliang asked.

"Well, yes." Duan He replied.

Pushing open the door and coming in, it was Duan He, who had been in a coma for a few days. His head was still groggy and he had no strength in his body, so he could barely support himself to walk.

Ju Siliang had long expected that Duan He would wake up, and the poison would have been dissolved long ago, leaving only some internal forces left in Duan He's body. Duan He is not only strong in martial arts, but also has some toxicity in his body. The poison in Duan He's body can't provoke him, so sooner or later it will dissolve itself. After a few days, Duan He should also stand up.

"How does it feel?" Ju Siliang asked again.

Duan He didn't reply, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he walked to Ju Siliang's side in a few steps.

"What's wrong with Ling Li?" Duan He was surprised.

He saw Ling Li lying on the bed, and his heart suddenly hung up.

"It's okay, it's hurt. I don't know what happened, I was injured. Although it was serious, it did not hurt people's lives. As long as you keep it here, it will get better in more time. Ju Siliang replied.

Duan He's eyes were full of concern, his body was not easy to stand for a long time, he found a stool to sit down, and his eyes were full of Ling Li.

On her beautiful face, the dagger had a terrible scar. Duan He looked at it, and his heart trembled.

He thought of something.

There were still people in the house, and bluestone was frying medicine over there. Duan He and Ju Siliang sat here, feeling a little uncomfortable.

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