Chapter Ninety-Three: Is It Calculated or Unintentional?
Wen Qi, who was asleep, subconsciously grabbed the hand that touched the placket, twisted his little face, closed his mouth and Fu Chun's ears closely, and listened to him murmuring: "Don't, don't, don't move, don't move my placket, afraid, afraid."
The voice is getting smaller and smaller, and the breath is faint, how can I bear to let him distract his mind again.
Fu Chun patted him lightly and coaxed him gently: "Don't be afraid, with me, you sleep well, wake up, everything is over", seeing that he was so resistant, he gave up undressing him.
The next day, when Wen Qi woke up, he found that his head was resting on Fu Chun's thigh. The wounds on the hands have been cleaned and bandaged. "Shhh Why does your mouth hurt so much, did you break your mouth?
Fu Chun, who had not slept all night, looked at Wen Qi quietly, frowning, full of doubts in his heart, Shen Wenqi's identity is special, his master is known as the first saint of Sheng Yan, a beautiful servant, ordinary and ghostly.
Is it that he didn't clean up the unspeakable ** in his heart, he sensed something and was unwilling to commit to himself.
Also, a talented man like him is afraid that he feels that this is a great shame and takes this opportunity to get out of his control.
If it was said that the little man saved him, Fu Chun didn't believe it, maybe it was a coincidence that he woke up in advance.
Fu Chun felt a squirm on his legs, looked down at the person in his arms, Fu Chun, who had completely calmed down at this time, raised his eyes to look at the calm water in the distance, and a few people were busy rowing, and slowly spoke: "Shen Wenqi, what did I say last night?" ”
Wen Qi was confused by the question, raised his head from Fu Chun's legs, looked around, and then remembered what happened yesterday, many of them were broken, and shook his head, looking confused.
Fu Chun said calmly: "After I say the most decisive words, you have vitality, you really have a seven-trick heart", and snorted coldly: "It's not necessary, my identity will not let me do anything embarrassing." ”
Wen Qi felt that Fu Chun's body pressure was cold, and the prince was sick again, listening to him say "vitality", thinking of the pain after he fell into the water, he wanted to seal his heart with a silver needle, and felt less torture before death.
Sealing the heart veins will come to naught with the passage of time, and you will not feel any cold, pain, or pain, and you can also keep the heart and blood vessels from external interference, and the limbs will have no blood supply, and you will just die
people are no different.
But there is a fatal weakness, if the seal is not unsealed for four hours, the limbs are abolished, the five hours are incomprehensible, the brain is dead, and the six hours are incomprehensible, even if the master comes, it will not help the world, such a unique medical skill, and only the strange old man of the master, a very talented person, has such a peak of understanding.
And she is the only disciple of the medical saint, and all the skills of the master have been passed on to her without reservation.
That hour he was drugged and gave him a rash. I bought him a sugar gourd and sprinkled some spices on it, and his tongue failed for a long time, and he spoke with a big tongue. I was coaxed into eating a black mass of unknown things, and it turned out to be sweet. I don't know what the old man with the round face and the white beard with the boyish face is doing now.
Wen Qi ignored Fu Chun's question, and said to Fu Chun: "You saved me", and muttered: "Impossible." ”
Fu Chun said without yin or yang: "How dare you talk about saving in front of the disciples of the divine doctor, it's just dragging you out of the water." ”
Wen Qi also pondered, to relieve the heart must use a silver needle, the person in front of him is very powerful, the medical skills are not at all, I can't figure it out, and when I see the master, I have to ask him what the old man is going on, there are no strange things in the world, this matter has also wrapped himself in, and he is very confused.
Wen Qi also ignored Fu Chun's lack of yin and yang, and said to Fu Chun with a smile: "Fifth Uncle Xie for saving his life!" ”
Fu Chun asked him a question to verify his conjecture: "What are you doing with your placket in your arms, you can't change into dry clothes." ”
was originally quite cold, but hearing this, Wen Qi's back was even colder, solution, solution, solution, mother! Not all of them were seen.
Wen Qi scratched her dirty hair and flickered at the question: "Is there one?" I'm sleeping. ”
Fu Chun listened to Wen Qi's incomplete words, and snorted coldly, not even when he didn't wake up, he didn't let go of his defense.
Wen Qi looked around, it was good to survive. When he closed his eyes, his brother's pain and sadness flashed, overlapping with the shadow of his helpless youth, and he felt uncomfortable, and now, his brother is not alone.
also appeared that annoying face, and hooked his fingers to himself, throwing flattering eyes, and coquettish.
Stand up and feel the air of the world, it is real
, in a happy mood, took a turn.
His physical strength had not yet recovered, and he sat crookedly on the ground again, still smiling very arbitrarily, looking at Fu Chun.
Fu Chun looked at the man's smile, it was very piercing, he glanced at it, and forced himself not to look at him, I was really afraid that I would not be able to help but do something stupid, be exposed in front of him, save no face at all, and embarrass myself, why bother to humiliate myself?
Wen Qi sat cross-legged in front of Fu Chun, pointed to the situation in the distance, and asked Fu Chun, "How is it?" ”
Fu Chun stood up, glanced back at Wen Qi lightly, and said prickly: "Since you hate me so much, you don't have to be so hypocritical, make some intimate gestures to show anyone, I know exactly what kind of life you want in the future, I don't bother you", said and rode away on a white horse in the distance.
Wen Qi looked at Fu Chun's temper even more uncertain, and said to himself: "Put on a face at every turn." He angrily pointed at Fu Chun's direction with his mouth: "I hate you, obviously, and with hypocrisy?" ”
Seeing Jiang Ti, he pulled Jiang Ti and asked the doubts in his heart: "Now the situation is stable?" ”
Jiang Yan looked at Wen Qi and saw that there was no Fu Chun beside him, and did not answer Wen Qi's words, but said: "You are fine, but the fifth prince was in a hurry yesterday, what about the fifth prince?" ”
Wen Qi also followed Jiang Yan's words and said: "He is like this, his face is cold and hot, and he doesn't know what to be angry about, so he rode a horse and left sulking." ”
Jiang Yan listened to Wen Qi talking about Fu Chun, who was familiar with him, the two men loved to die and live, and in a blink of an eye, he made a little fuss, shook his head, young people, noisy and noisy, common things, so he also laughed and said: "Leave him alone, it will be fine in two days." ”
Wen Qi nodded: "Well, I know." ”
In short, the two of them are not in the same mouth, and what they said is surprisingly right, but they are not what the other party thinks.
Jiang Yicai replied to Wen Qi's concern: "Fortunately, you blocked it in time last night, and it didn't cause much damage, the river only spread outward for two miles, and our downstream Yuanyang County made a few holes, and after blocking this place, I went to give them a hand."
Old Shi Tou! Hmph".
He said reluctantly: "This time I did a big thing, and the dredging was timely and relieved the pressure on the embankment." ”