Zhan Jiu waited for him to speak, but he didn't hear his voice for a while.

Just as he was hesitating to open the door, he heard an extremely faint voice from inside: "Medicine ......"

Although Zhan Jiu was young, he traveled all over the world with the abbot, and he was smarter than ordinary children.

After climbing two steps up the ladder, Zhan Jiu pushed open the door of the bath. saw the boy lying on the ground, and hurriedly squatted down to help him: "Little donor, what's wrong with you?" ”

Fu Yusheng had a splitting headache, and when he heard Zhan Jiu's soft and milky voice, he raised his head with difficulty, his hands were clenched into fists, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

Zhan Jiu frowned and straightened his body: "Amitabha, little donor, you wait for me here, I'll go find someone to save you." ”

Fu Yusheng listened to her soft voice full of worry, and couldn't help but raise his head to look at her, she was a very cute little monk.

She was not wearing an ordinary monk's robe, but a delicate robe, so wide that it almost covered her heels, and when she finally looked up, she saw that she had already gotten up, and turned to look for someone.

"Little Monk ......"

Zhan Jiu stopped, turned around, trotted over again, and said solemnly: "The poor monk's name is Zhan Jiu." ”

Fu Yusheng had difficulty breathing and coughed.

The Zhan character generation is the abbot, and the status is not an ordinary monk.

He struggled to speak, almost unconscious: "I'm sorry. ”

Zhan Jiu found that he was too fierce and twisted his two little hands.

Master said that she should not be angry with the weak, and she blinked a pair of watery peach blossom eyes: "Then you wait for me here." ”

"Trouble the little master to help me."

Zhan Jiu walked over and helped him up, he was five years older than her, much taller than her, and she used her strength to help him to sit down on a wooden chair beside her.

She realized that this little benefactor was very good-looking.

Fu Yusheng is the young master of the Fu family, the most powerful and wealthy family in the capital, he has no worries about food and clothing since he was a child, and he has just turned nine years old, and he has a touching face.

In particular, his eyes are clear and deep, and the lips under the high bridge of his nose are neither thin nor thick, which is unmatched at his age.

Even if he is a sick prisoner, the noble son's breath in his bones is not reduced by half, but he is slightly pale and sickly.

Fu Yusheng coughed again, and he hurriedly covered his lips with his hands.

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and it looked shocking in the slender little palm.

Seeing this, Zhan Jiu's eyes widened and he swallowed his saliva: "Little donor, if you don't take medicine, you will die." ”

This may be a characteristic of the reincarnation of the little dragon girl, she can see the black qi that others can't see, which represents death.

At this time, between Fu Yusheng's eyebrows, there was a cloud of black gas, which was spreading rapidly.

"My medicine, in the meditation room."

Zhan Jiu has no concept of time, but she knows very well that the bathhouse is a little far away from everyone's meditation room, and this time and again, the little donor must be dead.

She frowned, her eyes so clear that they seemed to drip water.

Regardless of three-seven-twenty-one, he rolled up his sleeves.

Fu Yusheng's vision was a little blurry, and he saw that she kept rubbing back and forth on her arm, and within five seconds, she rubbed out black mud strips.

Zhan Jiu rubbed hard, and said with satisfaction: "Fortunately, it's hot and sweaty." ”

As he spoke, he handed the rubbed things to his mouth: "Eat it while it's hot." ”

Fu Yusheng's facial features wrinkled: "...... Eat? Hot? ”

Zhan Jiu didn't understand the look of disgust in his eyes, and handed in another point: "This is good medicine, Master won't let me give it to others, I'm saving your life." ”

Fu Yusheng's body was repulsed by every cell, and he leaned back, dodging her pink little hands.

Junxiu's face turned pale for a while, and he looked away: "Little Master, you are a monk, how can you have fun with people at such a time?" ”

Zhan Jiu was annoyed, the master said that the mud strips on her body can cure all diseases, and it is difficult to buy them with a lot of money, so don't tell anyone why this little benefactor doesn't know the hearts of good people.

Seeing that he was about to stretch out her legs and stare at the western sky, she directly pinched his chin roughly, wanting to feed him.