This laugh, smiled gently. 【Latest chapter reading. If someone else passes by and sees this smile, they must think that Ju Siliang is just very happy.

But Duan He, who was opposite him, looked creepy.

That laughter is like an artist appreciating his own crafts; A killer who had just completed his mission looked at the corpse that had fallen to the ground, and a swordsman who was the best in the world saw his own sword.

Icy cold, numb.

And, full of **.

That smile, in Duan He's eyes, is boasting. He was very happy, happy with his art of resurrection. Duan He was his friend and his patient. Now it looks more like his perfect test subject.

Of course, all of this was thought of by Duan He in a moment.

Shaking his head, Duan He didn't want to think about it. He doesn't have anyone he can trust now, and this Ju Siliang is one. Now everything is his own imagination, if he has other opinions about Ju Siliang because of this, then Duan He really has no one to believe.

Although he thought so, Duan He's face was expressionless.

He shouldn't be expressionless.

Ju Siliang simply put his smile back, changed a cup of hot tea for Duan He, and sat down solemnly.

His expression seemed to have changed, and Duan He didn't know if it was really a change or if his thoughts had changed.

"It's good to forget, I don't know how many people in the world can't forget things if they want to. That Meng Po soup, I don't know how many people want to drink it. If it weren't for the Nai Ho Bridge, I'm afraid that many people would have gone to find Meng Po a long time ago. Gu Siliang sighed and said.

With these words, Ju Siliang's expression changed again. It's still the same Ju Siliang, and a little more melancholy. Duan He couldn't help but smile, everything just now should have been his own nonsense.

Speaking of Meng Po, Duan He thought of his encounter with Meng Po again. That Meng Po, that Meng Jiang girl. When he saw that time, he was afraid that he would never forget it in his life. Unless, he really went to ask for a bowl of Meng Po soup.

There is it in front of you, but it is not Meng Po soup, but a bowl of hot tea. Duan He picked it up and took a sip gently.

The fragrance of tea is refreshing, and beautiful things will always evoke good memories. It's a pity that Duan He doesn't have any good memories, so he can only pretend to be intoxicated.

Soon, he couldn't pretend anymore.

Now it's all like a story, and it's not a good story. The screenwriter of this story must have had a crippled IQ and could only come up with these crippled ideas.

"Divine doctor, now can we still trust this Chen Ziyuan? You have cured the emperor and the prince, and you still want to stay here? Duan He asked.

Ju Siliang smiled again, this smile, and his expression was like just now. Only then did Duan He understand that Ju Siliang had not changed, but that his smile was so ugly. It was as if there was a freshly cooked dumpling in the chopsticks that had not been cleaned for a month, and the dumplings were white and tender, but they were all smells of the chopsticks.

"Don't say it, since I have such great achievements, Chen Ziyuan naturally can't keep me. Now the emperor is stupid, but the world is still his Li family. When Li Long was good, Chen Ziyuan gathered great power. Now, isn't he rightfully the emperor? Ju Siliang said.

"This is to coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes."

Coercing the Son of Heaven to order the princes, this is the story of the Three Kingdoms period. The Son of Heaven was in trouble, and Cao C went to the rescue. After that, all the orders were given in the emperor's tone. Even if the people of the world are unwilling, they dare not disobey. Now, Chen Ziyuan and Cao C have the same opportunity here, although Chen Ziyuan is much more difficult than Cao C - after all, there are still a few loyal ministers. But this is for Chen Ziyuan. It's the perfect time.

Duan He nodded, as if he understood.

After chatting a few more words, Duan He continued to ask about that night, but Chen Ziyuan said nothing. Duan He could see that his expression was not hiding anything, but that he really didn't know.

After talking about this, Duan He should say goodbye. But now, he didn't know where he was going.

How it came about, he didn't know. How to get there, he didn't know.

"Divine doctor, let's just leave, do you know if my brother has come out?"

"Your brother?"

"It's Confucius, he was taken to the capital by me to heal, I don't know how it is now?"

"Oh, oh." Ju Siliang patted his head and said, "I forgot about him, it turns out that he was with you." We left in a hurry, and I didn't know how he was saved in the hospital. ”

These words were reasonable, and Duan He sighed. This Confucian is afraid that he will cut off contact with himself again. Now that the capital is in chaos, he is no longer there, and Geng Yong has died on the battlefield again. If Confucius wakes up, I don't know if the medical expenses will be settled.

With a sigh, Duan He turned around and went out, but Ju Siliang suddenly stopped him.

"Where are you going?" Gu Siliang said.

"I'm tired and want a place to rest.

"Oh? Tired of beating rabbits? Ju Siliang said jokingly.

Duan He could only sit down and continue to drink the cup of tea that had been cold.

Ju Siliang sat next to Duan He, his eyes were more cautious, and his words were more intonal.

"Duan He, you, really don't remember anything?" Ju Siliang asked.

"I don't really remember anything." Duan He shook his head, a little skeptical as to why Ju Siliang asked that.

Ju Siliang gently touched his hair, and the whole person was much closer to Duan He.

"So, do you remember why you froze to death at the foot of the mountain?" Ju Siliang asked again.

"This... Of course I don't remember. Duan He shook his head again.

This time, Gu Siliang stood up completely and said, "In other words, you have no idea how we got you up, and you don't know how you lived. ”

"What does the divine doctor mean by this sentence, the divine doctor is very gracious, Duan He is unforgettable."

"No, no, no."

Ju Siliang waved his hand and said, "I have saved many people, otherwise I would not have the name of this miracle doctor." You are one of my patients, don't be too obsessed with me. I don't want you to repay me one day, as long as you don't retaliate against me. ”

"So, what does the divine doctor mean?"

This made Duan He even more puzzled, if he said it, it would definitely be useful for him. When Ju Siliang said this, there must be a next sentence.

"Actually, when Liang Rui found out, you were hugging someone."

"Who?"

"Ling Li."

Hearing these two words, Duan He's heart trembled. It was as if a door that had not been opened for many years had been directly smashed by a person with a hammer.

"You two, dead together." Gu Siliang added.

"Huh?" Duan He was taken aback and asked, "What about the divine doctor, Ling Li?" ”

(End of chapter)