It was just a moment that slipped through her mind, and she still chose to give up. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info force, is a weapon to kill, the source of harm, the world of martial artists is so frightening, life and death are not controlled, it will be better to be an ordinary person who doesn't know anything! Her Qing'er! May you live a happy life!

"You two are the child's older siblings? I see that he is seriously injured, and the person next to you is also injured, I can let you stay for a few days, as for the rest, you can not talk about it for the time being, what do you think? Hang Jiuxiang seemed to see Yan Qing's intentions, and smiled indifferently, looking a little kind but indifferent......

Yan Qiyun's gaze followed Yan Qing directly, they were already desperate, if they refused this person's help again, what was more important than their lives?

Yan Qiyun's black pearl-like eyeballs stared at Hang Jiuxiang, she couldn't see anything, there was only a shadow in her eyes, but Hang Jiuxiang stood still, not afraid of her gaze, only listened to Yan Qingyu beside her looking at people, weak and weak: "Thank you, Your Excellency, for taking in ...... for a few days."

Hang Jiuxiang chuckled, to a certain extent, the two of them seemed to hear that there was reciprocal indifference hidden under this kindness! Maybe it wasn't his heartfelt kindness. Or can it be seen as his pity for them? Unknown......

"Come in, a few days pass quickly......" Hang Jiuxiang's voice seemed hollow, and after entering the gate, he left alone, only the little boy, not so much to help, but to say negative, but to pick up the little boy. But apparently the people here have not yet opened up to this point, and that kind of picture can be imagined at most...... After entering the gate, the boy led the three of them straight to a courtyard.

Yan Qiyun was a little at a loss, and didn't know what to do next, Yan Qing reminded him, and followed the little boy. Under Yan Qing's reminder, Yan Qiyun made no mistake to keep up with the little boy who looked like a Dao Gu. There are not many little fairy tales, perhaps she is influenced by her master's temperament.

"He lives here, and as for the two of you can pick a room next door, it's okay to come." Xiao Tong looks very indifferent, she is more than ten years old, and Yan Qing and the two are about the same age, maybe a little older, in the end, they are about the same. She is not like people outside, she doesn't use any powder at all, her face is plain, she is more cold like a monk, and there are fewer fireworks in the world.

The feelings derived from that temperament made Yan Qiyun can't help but admire - there is no quarrel with the world, and she is indifferent to things, which is exactly what she longs for but cannot seek!

The pain was in the stride, eroding Yan Qing's chest step by step, and there was a panic from her heart, which filled her whole person, her eyebrows narrowed slightly, and she exhaled gently: "There is Miss Lao, but I don't know when that gentleman can cure his illness?" ”

Xiao Tong's cool gaze turned to Shang Yanqing, and said coldly: "Don't call me girl, I am the master's medicine boy." Your illness is nothing, the master is in the mood, and he will naturally come... At the moment, let's rest. With that, her robe moved, and the person turned and went somewhere else......

Yan Qing and Yan Qiyun each sighed, Yan Qing looked at the boy lying down, and said to Yan Qiyun: "If you come, you will be safe, sister, let's go to the side to find a room." ”

"That's right, that's fine. After a few days, maybe your injuries are fine, and the boy ......, "The two of them can't protect themselves, so what can they do to help him again?"

didn't want to talk more, the two went to other rooms, thinking about their hearts, whether they could rest in peace, naturally no one knew.

About the middle of the night, when everything was quiet, the sound of insects gradually rose, Yan Qing suddenly opened his eyes, and the charm in his eyes was less than the weakness and fatigue of the afternoon.

She seemed to hear the door opening and closing in the next room! Who got up at this point in time? Thinking that he was living under the eaves, after recalling what the medicine boy said, it seemed that the doctor named Hang Jiuxiang was a doctor who saw a doctor based on his mood? Yan Qing guessed a little, could it be him?

In any case, it is also the person who saved himself, even if there is no necessary obligation, but there is always such a two points of responsibility lingering in the bottom of his heart. Yan Qing thought about it, got up, and prepared to take a look.

Her movements were gentle, very slow, but the pain no longer corroded Yan Qing's firm will, she propped up her tired body, carefully walked out of the room, and slowly approached the light next door.

"I can't sleep well in the middle of the night, why are you here?" It was supposed to belong to her question, but she was robbed by Hang Jiuxiang, but she stared at him a little speechlessly, for a long time, looking at him on the boy and not knowing whether it was medicine or healing, she said: "Then Doctor Hang doesn't need to give an explanation?" Tell me what you're doing. Why did you choose it on the big night? ”

In terms of the first voice, she fell behind, but since she was not a child, she naturally would not be frightened by a question, she said with a smile, under the background of the candlelight, but covered up some flaws in her face.

"You know, I don't need to explain to you at all..."His words paused, and the movements of his hands also stopped slightly, and then moved again, and the voice sounded again, "But since you have woken up, it is a waste of my time, your injury should be very inappropriate, and I will help you after I finish reading him...... Wait a minute. ”

Hang Jiuxiang is worthy of being a doctor, after speaking, he doesn't care about Yanqing at all, he treats the little boy, he is very attentive, Yanqing can't disturb him for half a minute, not to mention that Yanqing almost held his breath in order not to disturb him to heal people.

Nodding slightly, Yan Qing entered the room and found a place to sit down, Doctor Hang is indeed a good doctor, his movements are really sophisticated, and he knows at a glance that he is a person who has been cured for a long time, unlike those so-called banner doctors that Yan Qing has seen in his previous life, there is a world of difference between the two! The person in front of him is steady, accurate, ruthless, fast, and the four characters are complete, just staring at the silver needle, he is already dazzled, and then looking at Hang Jiuxiang's hand, there is no way to catch traces. If such a person cannot be healed, then what are other doctors going to do with it?

There is no scene of vomiting blood, and there is no extremely uncomfortable, yelling situation, some are just a light snort after being photographed! Hang Jiuxiang put the child down, shook his hands, and seemed to be in good spirits, without the slightest sense of tiredness, but more and more energetic, I don't know if this is a common problem of doctors?

"Fair! Within a few days, he should be on his feet. Hang Jiuxiang got up, paced, came to Yan Qing and sat down, Yan Qing smiled at him, picked up the teacup on the table, put it in front of him, and poured a full cup, "Thanks to Doctor Hang's help, it can be so smooth." ”

"There's no need to be so complimentary, my heart is not good, and I only do things according to my mood......" His voice suddenly colded, pinched the teacup, held it steadily, brought it to his mouth, and took a sip.

Yan Qing shook his head slightly, but he didn't refute, "There must continue to be Dr. Lao Hang... However, whatever the physician perceives, don't say anything about it......"

Hang Jiuxiang had a cold and unreachable smile like a long moon on his face, and the cup smashed like a smash, and fell on the table with a 'bang', "I'm really not in the mood at the moment, you are so self-conscious." ”

Even the back was only stretched by the candlelight for a while, and soon disappeared, Yan Qing looked at the candlelight, and the fog in front of him was general, which was really no way, if there was no word first, then after that...... His eyes fell on the other cup of tea on the table, and he drank it all, and his sorrow appeared one by one, "How should I ......?"

Sit quietly for a while, you don't have to think about it if you can't figure it out, after all, people who can help you... Yan Qing didn't like to put the initiative in the hands of others, and with a quiet step, she went back to the house.