When Liu Qingxin entered the room where Xu Weikang was housed, he had not yet woken up.

This made Liu Qingxin a little worried, whether his body, which was hollowed out by poppy incense, could survive the blood loss caused by the broken arm and the weakness of his body, would he just sleep like this, and he would never wake up again.

Although it is this Xu Weikang who died like this, Xu Bangrui, the Duke of Wei, can only admit that he is unlucky, and he doesn't dare to take her seriously, but some things can still be avoided, so it's better not to happen.

After all, the enemies on Ling Jun's face are already too many to count, so there is no need to add another Duke of Wei who did not intend to wade into troubled waters.

Moreover, Xu Weikang suffered this catastrophe in order to save her after all, if he really died like this, she would be able to argue the laws of the Ming Dynasty, and she would not be able to escape the guilt in her heart.

"Go get my medicine box."

Liu thought about it for a while, and finally decided to give Xu Weikang an acupuncture, external force, and help him sober up first.

His body is too weak, and he always falls asleep like this, and he can't eat, which is also a trouble, "Go to the kitchen again, and ask the gluttony for some soup I just asked him to prepare." ”

"Lixia, you come and help me and raise his head."

Three-fingered upper wrist.

Feeling that Xu Weikang's arm that was connected already had a thin pulse, Liu Qingxin couldn't help but be overjoyed.

This is a manifestation of the broken arm jointed.

This means that as long as Xu Weikang can survive the postoperative inflammation and practice diligently, he can restore the arm that was once cut off by the tea falcon's shoulder to the intact level.

If you calculate it again, she used medicine to help him treat it, Yu Yan's dark wounds in the past, quit poppy incense, Xu Weikang's broken arm this time, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is profitable or not.

When Xu Weikang recovers, she will give him some guidance to help him let go of the past and start a new life, she, Yu Yan and Gu Luochen can all be regarded as paying off most of his "debts".

There can be money to throw, but time is not compensable.

As for the remaining half, she is powerless and incapable of compensating Xu Weikang for the time, so she can only let it go first, and in the future, when he encounters trouble, she will pay it off in other ways.

Seven needles into the acupoint, Xu Weikang woke up and turned around.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Liu Qingxin sitting on the edge of his bed with a silver needle in his hand, and immediately narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"No, princess."

Xu Weikang opened his mouth to call "Yu Yan", and when the first word came out, Fang felt that it was inappropriate, so he hurriedly changed his words, and after the change, he still didn't forget to look at Lixia nervously, standing behind Liu Qingxin.

"Do you feel pain?"

The body has five senses, soreness, numbness and stiffness.

Pain, the first of the five senses, is a symbol of the body's function that has not yet died.

Liu Qingxin asked Xu Weikang if he felt any pain, also to confirm again that his arm was no problem.

"It doesn't hurt!"

"It doesn't hurt at all!"

Listening to Liu Qingxin ask himself, did he feel pain, Xu Weikang hurriedly said yes.

In his mind, all people with excellent medical skills hope that they can get rid of the disease, and if they are healed by that person, and they still cry out in pain, they will definitely displease the other party.

And he doesn't want "his Yuyan" to be unhappy, even if at this time, he is in a cold sweat, he must try his best to pretend that it has nothing to do with it, and tell her that he is okay and don't worry.

"Tell the truth."

glanced at Xu Weikang, and saw that he didn't scream in order to endure the pain, so that the corners of his lips tightened, and he was still stiffly shouting "It doesn't hurt" to himself, Liu Qingxin couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

How old are these people?

How can he still be like a child who is obedient to his mother, fell down, got up by himself, and naively said that he was very "brave" and not afraid of pain at all!

Think about those, encourage your children all day long, be self-reliant, and be inspirational parents, how much do you joke about your children?

Encouraging children to do this, in addition to cultivating lies and hiding vanity from an early age, will also leave them with improper treatment without knowing it, and most of these hidden injuries will accompany the child for the rest of his life, and he will not be able to cure it when he is older.

"It hurts."

"Here, here, and here, it all hurts."

Seeing that Liu Qingxin was unaware because of his lie, Xu Weikang was busy and honestly "confessing", for fear that he would not do enough, provoke her to brush her sleeves and leave, and refuse to see herself again.

He stretched out his uninjured arm, bent his four fingers, and left only his index finger straight, and cautiously pointed to the position of his broken arm, the position and head pierced by the hairpin, pitiful, like a puppy afraid of being abandoned by its owner.

"Just talk, don't always look pitiful!"

"How old are you, why do you still look like an unweaned child?!"

"Disliked" Xu Weikang, Liu Qingxin stretched out his hand and began to pull out the silver needle on his head.

As the saying goes, when people meet joy, everything is beautiful, worry about the future, and sigh for autumn when a leaf falls.

In Liu Qingxin's eyes at this time, Ling Jun is her joy.

Therefore, no matter what kind of appearance he shows, she feels that he is good and deserves her tenderness.

And Xu Weikang is different.

He's an outsider.

At best, she can only be counted as someone she owes.

Therefore, it is also "pitiful and begging for hair", Xu Weikang's performance at this time, in her eyes, has become a disgusting squeamishness.

However, judging from the position of Xu Weikang's point to the sore spot, her surgery to continue the broken arm was indeed a success, and the rest was only Xu Weikang who survived the postoperative inflammation and then achieved recovery through "exercise".

"Doesn't the princess like a man who is too gentle?"

Hearing that Liu lightly disliked him like a child, Xu Weikang lowered his eyes a little depressed.

The small red mole on his upper eyelids was also revealed, lining his already fair skin, like a warm jade embedded with red jade, which was incomparably beautiful.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world, and it is probably only suitable for him at this time, so it can be regarded as proper.

Many years ago, she clearly said that when she saw him smiling like a child younger than her, she couldn't help but feel joy, why did she change her preferences after not seeing him for a few years?

However, anyway, he has been pretending to be like this in order to please her, and if she doesn't like it, he doesn't have to make things difficult for himself like this.

If he can live a casual and comfortable life, and listen to a lot less, his father's nagging can still make her happy, he, why not!

"Man, it's better to be a little masculine."

"You are also a young master from a martial arts family, it's just that you're not good at martial arts, and you're like a child, and when you meet someone, you can't wait to roll around on the ground and beg for favor, what do you look like!"

"You must know that not everyone in this world is your father and brother, and no one has the obligation to spoil you and indulge you in foolishness!"

Liu Qingxin deliberately made his words a little heavier.

In her mind, this should be beneficial to Xu Weikang.

She is determined to become a holy hand of medicine, she will not be, just like an ordinary doctor, just thinking about healing people's bodies, and then throwing them into a place of innocence and absurdity, and continuing to despise herself and fool around, she wants to heal the world, whether it is a disease, a heart, or that person, the way of life for people.

"Originally, I also knew martial arts."

"It's just that these many years of neglect of study have been wasted."

Listening to Liu Qingxin's lesson with him, Xu Weikang was a little aggrieved, pursed his lower lip, and muttered in a low voice.

It's just that this time, he didn't show a childlike appearance like before, with tears in his eyes, but just, his jaw was slightly retracted, and his eyes drooped.

Before being seriously injured by "his Yu Yan", his martial arts skills were also among the best in Yanjing, and even the emperor praised him, which was the hope of the revival of the Wei Mansion.

Later, he was seriously injured and dying, and lay in bed for a whole year, after which he could only rely on poppy incense to suppress the pain caused by the dark wound.

Thinking that with his rotten body, he would find the whereabouts of "his Yuyan", and he could not "pursue the siege", so he had to give up his martial arts and be a gentleman, intending to attract her to come.

"If you like it, I'll pick it up again."

Xu Weikang said seriously.

Although, he himself knows that in his current situation, to regain martial arts is tantamount to walking barefoot, and along the way, there are thorns.

But he wasn't afraid.

In order to see her, he couldn't even want his life, not to mention, it was a matter that was far simpler than working hard to change her joy by just enduring some hardships?

After that, Xu Weikang raised his uninjured arm and looked at his hand, which had already eliminated most of the hard calluses.

Time can really erase many things, including these, which he once regarded as traces of glory.

Perhaps, his father's lesson was correct.

This kind of existence, which is contrary to glory, it is impossible to make a woman truly happy, unless, that woman, is a ridiculous and mediocre and superficial person, and her wish in life is to keep her husband as a caged bird, just afraid that he will fly out for a while, and never return to the nest.

"His Yuyan" is so good, how can it be a ridiculous and superficial woman, and he will never be the canary who flies out and doesn't know how to return to the nest.

"I'll wait until I've healed your wounds, and then I'll think about it."

Looking at Xu Weikang's reaction, Liu knew lightly that his words were a bit heavy.

The mouth can lie, but the remaining calluses on his hands can't deceive people.

Before, it was she who was negligent in observing and didn't find out, but now, after a closer look, she realized that he used to be afraid that it was not just that, as he said, "knowing martial arts" was as simple as that.

I'm afraid this is again, Yu Yan and Gu Luochen's sin.

A person who is covered with dark wounds and can only rely on poppy incense to sustain himself is impossible to be a martial artist.

Thinking that he is the son of Wuxun, over the years, he should have been in the Wei State Mansion, and he has been pointed out and ridiculed and ridiculed.