"Is it from your Song family?" Turning around, Chen Yifan asked Song Ayuan.

"No, just an ordinary killer." Song Ayuan seemed to have been used to it for a long time, and replied calmly.

It's just that this injury was not suffered in vain, the blood was quickly soaked, and Song Ayuan's face became extremely pale.

A small golden snake crawled out of Song Ayuan's sleeve and carefully licked the blood on Song Ayuan's body.

"Go! I didn't see you come out just now! Chen Yifan waved his hand to shake off the little snake and said angrily.

At this moment, a familiar figure appeared outside the door, with a white shirt and cropped pants, simply dressed, unable to hide the stunning face that was far better than that of an ordinary woman.

But he's a ...... Man!

It was too late to close the door just now, so Tao Yiran, who was carrying a bunch of gifts, saw this scene in the house directly.

The red blood, the dagger that pierced Song Ayuan's chest, and the ...... Chen Yifan.

"Pounding ......" his heart was beating violently, Tao Yiran had no intention of staying to understand the situation, and subconsciously turned around and ran away.

His father kept telling him that Chen Yifan, as a "master", could not be indifferent to the treasure that everyone was chasing.

Even ordinary people, when things are bought cheaply, will doubt their quality.

What's more, it's such a treasure and such a master.

Tao Yiran's 10 million, how could Chen Yifan be desperate to help him.

Therefore, the reason why he went to the Ghost Gate for a trip must be inseparable from Chen Yifan.

Chen Yifan is capable and motivated.

But Tao Yiran refused to believe it, even if he deceived himself, he refused to believe it, and he also prevented his father's revenge.

Although he has a freak-like hobby in the eyes of ordinary people, he is not more complex than anyone else, but simpler than most people.

He refused to believe that this guy who had been regarded as a friend of himself, who had rescued himself from the fire, and who had always shown dislike for his hobbies, had never really seen the contempt in his eyes, would harm himself!

But at this time, he was shaken by the scene he saw with his own eyes.

I know that I have been deceiving myself, but I want to connive at him to hurt my other friends?

"Hey......" Chen Yifan, who turned back when he heard the movement, had a headache when he saw the shadow that disappeared in panic.

Song Ayuan also smiled bitterly: "I'll explain it to him, please help me bring the medicine box in the back room!" ”

"You're too calm, aren't you?" Chen Yifan turned around and pouted.

"It's been a long time since the fuss, and besides, the mood is irritable, which is not good for my injuries." Song Ayuan still explained indifferently.

Chen Yifan secretly sighed, is this guy alive or dead?

Or do you not care whether you live or die?

"I'll get it!" Seeing that Ao Ling Kite was going to help when she heard the words, Chen Yifan got up and pressed her on the chair on the other side, and went to the place where Song Ayuan said to get the medicine box.

Song Ayuan pulled out the dagger, because Chen Yifan's support was timely, and the wound was not too deep and not fatal.

Then, with trembling hands, he took the tool and treated his wound.

Although he couldn't see with his eyes, he seemed to be very skilled, and even the knots on his bandages were beautiful.

He knows his own injuries better than anyone else, and he is more comfortable handling them than others.

The healer does not heal himself, as if it does not work for him.

While dealing with the wound, he could still be distracted and chatting with Chen Yifan: "It should be the killer found by Shennong Valley, don't pursue it, they just take people's money and eliminate disasters for others." ”

Chen Yifan was speechless for a while, then glared at him and said: "You still have the leisure to speak for the killer, this is really a killing, only to know why the flowers are so red!" ”

"Huh...... Ahem! Song Ayuan laughed, but then coughed twice and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

was so shocked that Chen Yifan stood up from the stool on the side: "No, are you really okay?" How do I feel like you're going to hang?"

"It's okay, little injury!" Song Ayuan shook his head and said, in a short time, the wound had been treated, and he even planned to stand up and put the medical box by himself.

Chen Yifan hurriedly pressed him: "I'll go!" ”

"Then again, why did you steal the medical skills of other people's Shennong Valley?" After putting the medicine box away, Chen Yifan asked with some curiosity.

Is it worth it to make yourself look like a lost dog for some medical skills?

"I didn't learn." Song Ayuan was silent for a few seconds, but replied.

"They wronged you?" Chen Yifan became interested and sat down on a stool, like a curious baby who wanted to hear stories.

"It's not wronged." Song Ayuan seemed to fall into a memory and smiled bitterly.

"I didn't learn, but their core inheritance really made people steal it."

"I can't argue with it!" Song Ayuan sighed.

Then he shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, it's already in the past, and I don't have any plans now, I just want to live the second half of my life well, and I will be satisfied if I can be like ordinary people." ”

His martial arts were all gone, his eyes were blind, and he had lost all the ambitions and sharpness that all young people should have, and he looked like a lifeless old man.

is obviously only in his twenties, but he seems to have entered his old age.

In today's words, this kid is too Buddhist.

This is exactly the opposite of Chen Yifan, who has just learned about his life experience and has begun to come into contact with all unusual things.

This depressed appearance also made Chen Yifan very unaccustomed to it.

"You can even heal the dead, aren't you blind? Can't it be cured?"

"It's hard for a doctor to heal himself......" Song replied.

"Don't prevaricate me with that! Healers don't heal themselves, so what's going on just now?" Chen Yifan directly interrupted him and retorted.

"So be it!" Immediately, Chen Yifan's eyes rolled and said: "As long as you heal your eyes, I will lend you the "Dan Sutra" that Taishang Laojun has learned, and we are not rare in the inheritance of Shennong Valley." ”

"If this is not worthy of his inheritance in Shennong Valley, I will find you some better medical books in the future, I will see ...... It's not bad for you to learn from Emperor Shennong, you can live and die like those legendary miracle doctors at a young age, you must be very talented......"

"......" Song Ayuan directly made Chen Yifan's words stunned.

After being in contact for so long, he didn't find out that this kid had a mental problem!

What Taishang Laojun learned the "Dan Jing", to learn medical skills from Emperor Shennong, is this something that normal people can think of?

"Come here!" After being silent for a long time, Song Ayuan said to Chen Yifan, who was still chattering endlessly, and the more he talked, the more excited he was planning his "Divine Doctor Cultivation Plan".

"How?" Chen Yifan was a little unhappy when he was interrupted, but for the sake of him being still an injured person, he still walked over.

Song Ayuan listened to the footsteps and identified Chen Yifan's position, pulled his wrist and took the pulse.