Chapter Twenty-Five: Affection, but Rather Ceremony

Under Hua Zhujun's treatment, Yang Jun clearly felt that his body was full of vitality. I even feel light, as if I am about to be reborn.

After another six days, according to Hua Zhujun's judgment, under the treatment of ambergris soup and other miracle medicines, the eight veins in Yang Jun's body should have begun to be reborn, but when she confidently used the silver needle to probe Yang Jun's eight veins, it ushered in a major blow.

She couldn't even detect the signs of rebirth of the eight veins in Yang Jun's body.

"No, it shouldn't be! Under the treatment of a variety of miracle medicines, even a severed limb can be reborn, and no matter what, there will always be signs of growth in the eight veins. Why can't he see a trace of it in his body, and even the eight veins have disappeared?"

Hua Zhujun was puzzled, his eyebrows were tightly locked, his lips were pursed, his jade fingers were twisted with silver needles, and his expression was focused on probing.

Maybe it was too focused and devoted, Hua Zhujun sat in front of the bed, his face sideways, his whole body leaning down, thinking and checking at the same time, and even getting lower and lower, almost leaning on Yang Jun's chest.

Hua Zhujun turned his face sideways, and a few strands of hair on his sideburns slipped down and landed on Yang Jun's face, scratching Yang Jun's face a little itchy.

Yang Jun lay still, motionless, and let him do what he wanted.

When quietly looking at Hua Zhujun's side face, Yang Jun found that this Hua Zhujun didn't dress up much, he was always dressed in a plain and elegant long skirt, and his hair was tied back at will, which looked very clean and neat.

I didn't notice it before, but now how to observe it closely, Yang Jun found that Hua Zhujun is very good-looking and very attractive.

"The eyebrows are like distant mountains with daisies, and the eyes are like autumn water waves;

The moon is exquisite, and the lips are just falling in the snow. ”

Yang Jun crossed a hymn in his heart, and sighed in his heart:

"There is such a beautiful woman in the world! I told Shi Dun a few days ago that the woman's ice muscles are like snow, and now it seems that Shi Dun is right, that woman is at most a white flower. ”

Yang Jun looked at Hua Zhujun and thought of the women he had seen before, compared with the clear water hibiscus like Hua Zhujun in front of him, it was really vulgar and unsightly.

Yang Jun lost his mind for a while, looking at Hua Zhujun, he only felt that the world was getting brighter and brighter, and even the pain in his body had decreased a few points, and then the ghost envoy raised his head and kissed Hua Zhujun's side face.

"Ah!" Hua Zhujun was concentrating on diagnosis and treatment, and did not pay attention to Yang Jun's abnormal appearance, and when he didn't pay attention, he felt a trace of warmth and numbness from his left cheek, and he felt strange in his heart.

Hua Zhujun, who was concentrating on the inspection, was stunned for a moment, his eyes were dazed, he looked at Yang Jun for a while, but he didn't react, and then as if he remembered something, he screamed in surprise, covered his face with his left hand, and jumped up.

"You!" Hua Zhujun was ashamed and annoyed for a while, very angry, and raised his right hand to slap Yang Jun.

She is the daughter of the lord of Huaqing, the young master of Feihua Valley, the twenty-eighth jasper year, and the one who opened up the field wheel to enter the Qilun realm, is a war captain monk, and is the pride of the sky.

In the past, in the Flying Flower Valley, those men of the same age, when they saw her, they were not ashamed of themselves, they only dared to look at her from a distance, and they didn't even have the strength to come up and say hello.

Not to mention being so close to a young man, let alone being kissed on the cheek, so light.

Seeing that there was a cloud of red mist steaming in the palm of Hua Zhujun's hand, and there was a silver flash in the red mist, it seemed that the flower god doctor was really angry, Yang Jun hurriedly said:

"Doctor's parents' hearts, I am a patient!

As soon as Yang Jun shouted like this, Hua Zhujun's palm suddenly stopped, and his eyes glared angrily. Yang Jun didn't scare her, looked at her, and smiled.

Hua Zhujun looked at his handsome face, there was no trace of blood, it looked pale, but those eyes were still as bright as Lang Xing, and his heart was soft, and then he put away his palm, bit his teeth, and said fiercely: "When you are cured, I will slap you to death again!"

"Hehe! Well, when my body is better, I will let the girl get angry!" Although he felt a little remorseful for his reckless behavior just now, Yang Jun was also a dead pig at this time, and he was not afraid of boiling water.

Looking at Yang Jun's somewhat stupid smile, he had no face and no skin, Hua Zhujun couldn't do anything about him for a while. It's just a small episode, and Hua Zhujun is always a little uneasy in the next examination.

Then, Hua Zhujun snorted coldly, hastily ended today's inspection, and turned around and went out as if he was running away, leaving only Yang Jun stupid in the house.

Early the next morning, Yang Jun got out of bed and walked around the house. He had been lying in the house for more than ten days, and he felt like his bones were going to rust.

As soon as I got out of the room, it was already the rising sun, and there were two or three medicine boys in the yard, and when I saw Yang Jun coming out, I didn't care, and lowered my head to sort out today's medicinal materials.

Yang Jun walked around the yard slowly, this is the door of the wing room on the east side opened, and a young man walked out of the door, the young man was thin, and his clothes were worn on him, drooping, looking very relaxed.

"Young Master Lan, Young Master Lan!"

Yang Jun looked at the young man in front of him and shouted a few times uncertainly.

"Brother Jun, Brother Jun!" The young man heard someone calling him, turned his head, saw Yang Jun, and hurriedly walked over, just a few steps, he was a little out of breath, and he didn't see him for a few days, and his body was so weak.

Looking at the thin and human-like Lan Yangzheng in front of him, Yang Jun couldn't help but feel a little sighing in his heart. No one could have imagined that this emaciated boy was still a white and chubby boy for more than ten days.

Seeing Yang Jun, Lan Yangzheng's eyes were red, and tears were about to roll down, he took Yang Jun's hands and asked:

"How are you, did that flower girl cure you? I have been out and around for the past few days, and I have not seen you, I thought you were killed by that flower girl!"

Hearing Lan Yangzheng, a flower girl screaming, Yang Jun felt weird, only the color embryo would shout flower girl.

Looking at Lan Yangzheng, Yang Jun's heart was also warm, he sympathized with the same illness, and was about to comfort him a few words, but when he heard Lan Yangzheng speak again:

"That old man Xiang, took off my clothes, put his hands on me, touched and touched, think about my Lan Gongzi, who has been like a jade for more than ten years, only touching women or being touched by women, how can it be like a late festival, but it was broken by a stinky old man......!

"And the fat that I have raised for more than ten years has been lost by the old man in the past few days, I am in pain......"

At first, Yang Jun thought that this blue fat man, who should be called the blue thin man now, was in pain because the eight veins that had been tested for medicine were made into a sieve, but he didn't expect that he felt pain because he was thin and was treated by Xiang Huainan.

After Lan Yangzheng snorted a few times, he asked Yang Jun, "Brother Jun, how are you, did the flower girl poison you?" If you don't understand anything, ask me, the other exercises of the gentleman are not good, but there are still many moves to deal with the flower girl. ”

Yang Jun was a little crying and laughing by what he said, and the two walked around the courtyard together, ignoring the strange voices of the medicine boys next to them.

Just when the two were talking and laughing, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and Cao Kun walked in with Xiang Huainan and Hua Zhujun.

Xiang Huainan looked a little tired, it is estimated that it took a lot of effort to heal Lan Yangzheng in the past few days, although he is a general-level master who has opened five rounds, but after all, he is old, for several days in a row, he has been carrying out healing day and night, and his spiritual power consumption is huge, and his spirit is a little unbearable.

But when Yang Jun saw Hua Zhujun, his eyes lit up.

Hua Zhujun changed into a light blue and light green smoke skirt, with a dark blue belt around her waist, and the tail of the belt hung down in front of her.

The black and beautiful hair is made into a simple hanging bun, and a wooden hairpin is inserted on the top of the mustache, and the hair hangs down naturally, on the left shoulder, hanging down on the chest. In front of the forehead, fluffy bangs float with the morning breeze.

Lan Yangzheng saw that this Huazhu Jun was so smart and beautiful, and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

Hua Zhujun ignored the thin gentleman, glared at Yang Jun, and said, "Follow me into the house!"

Xiang Huainan patted Lan Yangzheng's head, and Lan Yangzheng followed him into the house dejectedly. Cao Kun looked at it, shook his head, and followed Xiang Huainan into the east room.