This "History of Jiangbei Ye" is quite thick, looking at its thickness of at least more than 600 pages, the book is a little yellowed, and the top is densely packed with small characters, or traditional Chinese.

Qingzhi has read a lot of medical books recently, and he knows a lot more about traditional Chinese characters than before, and most of the traditional Chinese characters in medical books are the names of various herbs, so it is not difficult to recognize them after reading more.

And the traditional Chinese characters in this wild history are a lot of words, and there are all kinds of rare words and various rare words, which makes her have a headache when she has an average level of ancient literature.

After reading the two pages of dense small characters, she had no choice but to beg Lu Shikang again: "Master Lu, since you have seen the matter about the bronze plate, can you tell me again?" lest I spend more time watching. ”

"Dr. Kong, in addition to the bronze plate, there are other things that look better in this book, why doesn't Dr. Kong really want to understand it well?"

It seems that he has made up his mind not to tell himself.

She couldn't force him!

Moreover, it is inconvenient for her to say much about the bronze medal.

So I had to smile bitterly and said, "This book really has so many good things?" Then I'll see. ”

As he spoke, he turned the book up again.

She didn't want to read stories that had nothing to do with the bronze plaque, but specifically rummaged through the book for the word "bronze plaque".

If you can read the story, you won't feel bored, but if you look for certain words mechanically from a bunch of words, it's quite boring.

Because it's boring, the more I look at it, the more confused I become.

But he was unwilling to give up, so every time he was awake for a while, he continued to rummage.

Later, she could no longer lift her eyelids, and fell asleep on the table unconsciously.

"Hey, Dr. Kong?"

Seeing that Qingzhi was asleep on the table, Lu Shikang stood up.

"Hey, little bandit?"

He leaned over and called out to her in her ear.

She is the owner of a bronze medal, who is she not the descendant of the bandits? There's nothing wrong with calling her a little thief.

Seeing that she still didn't wake up, he smiled bitterly, "It's really a sleeper." Drink three glasses and fall asleep, wait in the chess room for a while and then fall asleep, read a book here for a while, and then fall asleep again. ”

"Hey, little bandit?"

I screamed again, but she still wouldn't wake up. Lying motionless on his head on the table. Her jet-black hair was scattered on the table.

It seemed that he could only carry her back to her room again.

He stood beside her, bent over and spread his arms, picked her up from his chair, and walked towards the door.

After only two steps, he felt a sudden sharp pain in the place where he had been wounded by the arrow.

It seems that the wound that had been opened three days ago has once again been torn open by force.

He had no choice but to return quickly and put her on his bed, for he could not sit her properly without falling down if she was placed on a chair beside the table.

After putting her on the bed, he took off the sleeve of his right shirt and lifted the wound, revealing a fresh red dot the size of a mung bean on the white gauze wrapped around the wound.

He sat on the edge of the bed and put his hand over his wound to stop the bleeding.

After covering it for half a quarter of an hour, he felt that the bleeding should have stopped at this moment, so he went to bed.

Before going to bed, he gently moved her left uninjured arm to the inside of the bed, so that he could have a free place to lie down.

Cover her with a quilt, and cover herself with a quilt.

Before falling asleep, he took out the bronze plaque in his arms and said to himself: "Bronze plaque, bronze plaque, your master, is he really a thief?" Can the descendants of the bandits be so white and tender? ”

As he spoke, he looked sideways at Dr. Kong who was lying beside him, and saw that her skin was as white as porcelain, the bridge of her nose was straight, and her small face was extremely exquisite.

Thinking that this face would be angry when he woke up tomorrow, and questioned himself in various ways, the corners of his mouth hooked up a vague smile.

He blew out the candle next to the bed and lay next to her.

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That night, Aoeda had that similar dream again.

She rode on her horse and rushed into the dark woods.

The horse was unsteady by the speed of the horse, and she staggered on the horse.

In the last moments of the dream, she let herself cling to the horse's neck so that she would not fall, and muttered, "Help! Help me! ”

Lu Shikang woke up in the middle of the night by Qingzhi's neck tightly, he was asleep, and suddenly felt someone hugging his neck, and after waking up, he heard Qingzhi's shouting "help" sound.

Her arms were clinging to her, her body clinging to him, and she curled up in her arms like a frightened bird.

He didn't know what kind of dream it was that made her so alarmed.

Motionless let her hold it, reaching out and caressing her hair lovingly, as if such a movement would keep her from panicking too much in her dreams.

The heartbeat of the place where the bronze medal was placed was throbbing for no reason.

It took a long time for her to quiet down.

But the way she held him didn't change.

It was so difficult to fall asleep with her, so he wanted to take her arm away, but as soon as he put it down, he was hugged by her again, and he muttered, "Good boy, horse." ”

He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It turns out that in your dream, I am a horse. ”

Since he couldn't let her let go of his arm, he could only fall asleep like this, and I don't know how long it was, when he just fell asleep, suddenly her voice sounded again:

"Master Lu, do you know how annoying you are?"

He thought she had woken up, so he was about to reply to her, but found that she had not said a word, but continued to sleep, only to realize that she was talking in her sleep.

This time, the person in her dream was him.

"Yes." He replied to her.

Although she knew that she couldn't hear it, but, for some reason, she still replied like this.

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All along, Aoeda was looking forward to the dawn.

Especially the dawn after a nightmare.

Because the dawn will prove that nightmares at night are just nightmares.

Therefore, every dawn of nightmares is always a time when she is especially happy.

She never imagined that sometimes dawn was more frightening than nightmares.

For example, at this dawn today, she opened her eyes and found that her arms were hugging Lu Shikang tightly, and she found that her body was clinging to his body.

What kind of dawn would have scarepened her more than today's dawn?

Without.

Her mind was racing in an instant, how did she sleep here all night?

Yes, he deliberately didn't tell her the story of the bronze medal and let her read here, so she fell asleep, and then he carried himself to his bed, and then he must have done something else!

Looking at the sleeping position of the two at the moment, she said that nothing happened between the two, and she didn't believe it!

She suddenly let go of her arm, pulled it out of his neck, and said loudly to him, who was still closing her eyes, "Say, what did you do last night!" ”

She saw Lu Shikang open his eyes under her shout, as if he had just woken up, and without waiting for him to reply, she continued to ask loudly: "Say, what did you do to me last night!" ”

"Doctor Kong, it's obvious that you did something to my son last night, why does Doctor Kong think that my son did something to you?" There seemed to be no ripple in his deep, magnetic voice.

"You don't want to talk nonsense!"