Wu Gong was sure that the expression he saw on this woman's face was one of schadenfreude. He was injured and lost his memory, why does this woman look like you deserve it?

Do they have a grudge? Wu Gong immediately overturned this idea, because he never went out to provoke women.

"Lao Tzu is just amnesia, not dead, don't be too happy to be too obvious." Martial arts are not happy.

"It's better if you die, or it's a scourge!" The mouth of the red sleeves is also unforgiving.

"Did I fucking rob your food or rape your man? Make you hate me so much? ”

"You!" Red Sleeves stared, choked speechless by the words of martial arts, it had nothing to do with food, Red Sleeves glanced at Zhu Ge imperceptibly.

It's true that she robbed the man she liked.

"It's not embarrassing to say this kind of thing!"

"Lao Tzu naturally doesn't know how to write the word shame!"

Zhu Ge coughed awkwardly, interrupting the two of them in time.

"Red sleeves, it's okay for the big boss, if you go back to Wuji County and help report to Company Commander Liu that he is safe, when he recovers, I will take someone Zhu Ge to send the two away, close the door and enter the house." Go and pay a visit. ”

Zhu Ge sent the two away, closed the door and entered the house.

The shopkeeper didn't know what the red sleeves had with martial arts, but he was very curious when he saw the two of them pinching as soon as they met.

"Why do you seem to hate that martial arts so much?"

"What's the matter with you?" The red sleeves glanced at Xiao Er.

"Did he ever do anything to you?"

Wu Gong is a bandit, and Xiao Er didn't think about a good place.

Thinking of those pasts, Red Sleeves couldn't help but sigh, as if it was already a matter of the previous life. If Mr. Zhu Ge hadn't saved her on the night of the wedding, maybe his bones would have rotted in Wuji Mountain at this time.

"It's a big man, why do you like to inquire so much?" Red Sleeves walked away quickly, leaving Xiao Er to chase after him with a hippie smile.

"Isn't it because it's your business that I inquire, and if it was someone else, I didn't bother to ask. Hey, you wait for me, what are you doing so fast! ”

In the ward, Wu Gong continued to eat steamed buns, and he had a lot of food, not to mention that for so long, except for Zhu Ge who fed some rice soup mouth-to-mouth every day, he had nothing else in his stomach, so he was naturally hungry.

"Eat slowly, don't eat too much yet." Zhu Ge put the rest of the steamed buns into the lunch box, not ready to let Wu Gong eat any more.

"Put it down for Lao Tzu! Don't eat if you're hungry! ”

The martial arts master pressed the lunch box with his hand, looking like he was about to eat, which made Zhu Ge laugh.

"Half a more meal." He took out half a steamed bun and gave it to him.

Wu Gong squinted in satisfaction and smiled.

"You..." Zhu Ge looked at Wu Gong with doting eyes, habitually reached out to touch his face, and was dodged by Wu Gong.

"Don't talk to Lao Tzu like that, I'm not your son." Wu Gong's vigilant look made Zhu Ge's heart ache faintly, but he immediately adjusted his mood, it doesn't matter, he has temporary amnesia, and he will soon remember who he is.

Wu Gong felt that he saw some disappointment in the eyes of the gentle man in front of him, and for some reason his heart throbbed, he frowned, trying to search his mind for the memory of Zhu Ge.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his head, the steamed bun in his hand fell to the ground, and Wu Gong fell on the bed, rolling with his head in his hands.

"Gong'er!" Zhu Ge was so frightened that he immediately rushed over and tried to hold Wu Gong.

Wu Gong felt as if his head was about to crack, he kept tapping his fist on his temple, Zhu Ge pressed against Wu Gong's body, and while pressing his fist tightly with both hands, he shouted the name of Wu Gong......

"Gong'er! Put your hands down and don't knock again! You're going to die! Martial arts! ”

Wu Gong bit his lip tightly, and seeing the bleeding from his lower lip, Zhu Ge put his hand to his lips.

The pain was so severe that he let out a painful exhalation, and he sat on the edge of the bed, Ren Wugong's teeth biting blood on the back of his hand.

Wugong couldn't hear or see anything, and the only thing he felt was a splitting headache, like a knife stirring his brain. He tasted the blood, and suddenly a fragment flashed in front of him, it seemed to be a dark room, his eyes were red, and he was holding a man's neck, he could feel his anger, he was going to kill that man.

"My entire Wuji Mountain's foundation for more than 100 years, my more than 100 brothers, thanks to you, all went to see the king of Hades............ Are you happy? Yes? Not only took revenge on me, but also contributed to your traitor friend, how good, hahaha........."

Wu Gong endured his headache, desperately trying to see the man's face... Suddenly, a light swept by, and Wu Gong's heart was shocked! He saw it!

The nurse rushed over when she heard the movement and injected sedative drugs into Wugong.

Under the effect of the drug, he immediately became confused, fell asleep, his brows were furrowed,

His face was pale, and Zhu Ge was very distressed.

Zhu Ge asked for a potion from the nurse to apply medicine to the wound on his wrist and martial arts' lower lip.

"Don't irritate him, he's not in a stable situation right now." The nurse confessed.

"Yes, I know." Is it because he is asked to eat a little less and makes him unhappy? Zhu Ge thought that he would simply bring back a little less food in the future, so as not to cause such a thing again.

In the evening, Zhu Ge went to the big cafeteria to pick up food and ran into Jason again.

This time, he took the initiative to come forward to say hello.

"Jason, I wanted to ask you to borrow something." Zhu Ge said with a smile.

Jason saw Zhu Ge's smile, and somehow he was in a good mood, and he put his arm around Zhu Ge's shoulder, wanting to be closer to him.

"Whatever you want to borrow, as long as I have it, I will lend it to you."

Zhu Ge was a little uncomfortable, he felt that Jason was too close to him, but after thinking about it, foreigners were so enthusiastic, maybe he was thinking too much.

"Do you have a razor?"

Jason did see an inappropriate slight stubble grow on Zhu Ge's clean face.

"Yes, I'll get it for you, you can go back to the ward and wait for me."

The setting sun slanted into the room, and Zhu Ge sat on the edge of the bed, dragging a moist handkerchief in one hand, and holding the razor sent by Jason in the other, gently scraping on Wugong's foamy chin.

"Click"!

Zhu Ge stopped what he was doing and looked back at Jason, he was taking pictures again?

"I'm sorry, I think this picture is too beautiful, I can't help it, I'll go back first, and I'll give you the razor! Good bye! ”

Jason hugged the baby camera and left happily.

Zhu Ge shaved his beard for martial arts, dipped his handkerchief in water, and wiped off the foam.

Just as he was about to withdraw his handkerchief, the bitten wrist was suddenly grabbed vigorously,

"Hiss......" Zhu Ge gasped in pain, raised his eyes and saw that Wu Gong had woken up and was glaring angrily.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Ge felt that the martial arts were a little strange.

"Why hasn't my second uncle come to pick me up yet?" Wu Gong suddenly came out with such a sentence.

Zhu Ge was staring at the eyes of martial arts, and immediately dodged it, he can't be stimulated now, so don't say it.

"Maybe something on the road has been delayed, and now there is chaos everywhere......" Zhu Ge tried to tell the lie truthfully.

"Fart!" Wu Gong suddenly got up and vigorously pressed Zhu Ge on the bed.

"Gong'er! What are you doing! Zhu Ge was frightened, and then suddenly thought of what martial arts might have remembered.

"All my people are dead?" Really!

"The veterinarian and the iron egg are still alive."

The fist slammed into Zhu Ge's face, and he tasted blood, and his ears buzzed.

"You're the one who killed everyone?" Wu Gong's eyes were gloomy, and his voice was cold.

Zhu Ge received another punch in the stomach, "Ahem, cough...... It's an unintentional mistake below, what do you remember? ”

"You're going to kill me?" Wu Gong pointed to the wound on his head.

"No!" How could he possibly kill him, if he could, he would rather be hurt by himself, "I will never kill you......"

"Why?" Wugong slowly approached Zhu Ge, and the tips of the noses of the two almost touched, but Zhu Ge knew that Wugong at this time did not want to be warm, he was angry, and the fiery breath that erupted from his nose was the best proof that Gong'er was an angry lion.

The last time Zhu Ge saw him like this was in the underground secret room.

"What else do you remember?" Zhu Ge heard his voice tremble.

"Need anything else? This incident is enough for me to take your dog's life! ”

Wu Gong's cold words smashed on Zhu Ge's heart. He bit his lower lip and felt his teeth tremble, why did he think of this? What about their friendship? What about the days they spend together? What about the moments when they lived and died together?

"Martial arts, you can't kill me." Zhu Ge's clear eyes stared at Wu Gong, "Otherwise, you will regret it." ”

"I'll regret it?" Wu Gong let go slightly.

Zhu Ge understands martial arts, so he changes his way to protect his safety.

"Why?"

"Because only I know where the iron egg and the vet are." Sure enough, Wu Gong let go.

"You'd better not lie to me, you'll save your life first! But I don't want to see you again, so as not to have a headache! ”

Zhu Ge got up and straightened his clothes, pretending not to hear, and cleaned up the bedside table.

"I said, I don't want to see you!" Wu Gong's tone was gloomy and cold, and Zhu Ge's heart throbbed.

"You need someone to take care of you." Zhu Ge picked up the steamed buns on the ground, tore off the surface layer, and sat on the stool to eat by himself.

Wu Gong reached out and dodged Zhu Ge's steamed bun and threw it out of the window.

"Get out!"

Wu Gong roared loudly. Then, with his head in his hands, he fell on the bed, and he fell ill again.

Zhu Geqiang resisted the urge to rush over and hug people, and turned to call the nurse.

In this weather, Wu Gong never saw Zhu Ge in the ward again.

Zhu Ge went to pick up the sick meal on time every day and handed it to the nurse, let her send it to the martial arts room, and he secretly hid outside the door to peek, and when he finished eating, he asked the nurse to take out the lunch box.

Jason provided a bed for Zhu Ge, in his room, with a colleague who had come to China to work with him and was later sent back to the United States because of injury.

He was very happy, and the man who had a good smile was finally closer to him.

Zhu Ge would go into the ward once or twice a day in the middle of the night to cover the quilt that had been kicked to the ground for the sleeping martial arts. On moonlit nights, he would sit on the edge of the bed for a long time and look at him, his fingers dangling in the air, tracing his handsome silhouette.

Many times, Jason would secretly follow Zhu Ge, and he was deeply moved to see him staring at the intently gaze of the man on the bed.

He remembered a song from his hometown.

"If there is a person who can be so affectionate to me, I believe it must be God's favor, and that person will come in the night and tell me his affection........."

This novel is from Reading Rim