"Squeak......

The night in the backyard of the Meng family was exceptionally quiet, and the creaking sound of the door instantly attracted everyone's attention. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The door opened, and He Yongsheng dragged his tired body and staggered out, probably because he hadn't seen the outside world in the past two days, and it was difficult to adapt for a while. Fortunately, it was already late at night, He Yongsheng squinted, looked at the figures in the distance, smiled, and walked towards everyone.

The eyes of the crowd at this time were all focused on He Yongsheng's body, and under the cover of the night, his appearance was not real. However, everyone felt that there was a strong breath of exhaustion coming from He Yongsheng's body.

Every step He Yongsheng took was like a big stone, knocking on everyone's hearts fiercely. For a moment, no one dared to move, as if they were all waiting for the end of the world to come. Especially the top ones, they are even more nervous and sweaty. Mrs. Meng, who didn't know when she came to her senses, didn't dare to say a word at this time, so she quietly leaned on Meng Yingyang's side and watched He Yongsheng approach step by step. Meng Yurou, who was beside Mrs. Meng, saw He Yongsheng's figure, and a burst of brilliant brilliance flashed in her eyes, but under the influence of this oppressive atmosphere, she really didn't know how to interject a sentence.

The whole small courtyard was oppressive, and if it weren't for the beautiful wind tonight, outsiders would really think it was a night before the storm.

He Yongsheng looked at the crowd and saw that none of them moved, and cursed a few words in his heart, "Nima! You can't see that I'm dying of exhaustion, right? No one came up to help me! Look at Zhang Yan's foolishness, what are you staring at there? I'm not a yellow flower girl, as for looking at it like this?"

Zhang Yan saw that He Yongsheng always looked towards him, and his back felt cold, "Is someone scolding me?" Zhang Yan muttered in his heart, but he suddenly thought that it seemed that in the Lin family, after He Yongsheng helped Old Man Lin treat his illness, he was barely able to walk around by himself. This time, he has been in the third young master's house for nearly three days, and he won't be in the same situation as last time, right?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan didn't dare to delay, hurriedly took a step, trotted all the way, and ran to He Yongsheng's side. When he got closer, he found that He Yongsheng's state was already extremely bad, his face was pale, and his eyes were already bloodshot.

"Brother He, how are you?" Zhang Yan hurriedly helped He Yongsheng, and as soon as he started it, he found that He Yongsheng seemed to have spent a lot of effort in the past two days, and he could obviously feel the relaxation of the skin and flesh on his arm.

"Uncle Zhang, your boss is finally here. This Nima is not a human job! If you encounter this kind of work in the future, you won't accept anything!" He Yongsheng did look tired on the surface, but he knew his own affairs, and he felt that his spirit was not bad. This kind of mental head would be normal if it was put in his teens, but for his current age, it was a bit incredible. At the moment, I can't manage so much, let's lean on Zhang Yan's body first, and then let's save some effort.

"What, you don't take this kind of work with twenty pills?" Zhang Yan asked tentatively.

"Damn, do you think I'm going to die?" He Yongsheng didn't know where he got the strength, and roared angrily.

"Ahem......"

He Yongsheng couldn't stop coughing because of his exertion, Zhang Yan hurriedly patted him on the back, and said again and again: "If you don't answer, you won't answer!

"What's that...... Everything is easy to discuss, isn't it, what about twenty pills!Don't waste more!" He Yongsheng smiled at Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed.

At this time, Meng Yingyang walked over with Meng Yinghuo and Mrs. Meng, and they didn't have time to look at He Yongsheng's appearance. Meng Yingyang hurriedly asked, "Nephew He Xian, Wen'er...... Wen'er, how is he?"

As soon as Meng Yingyang asked, several people's attention was focused on this, and they didn't care about it anymore.

He Yongsheng talked slightly, and then there was a long silence.

The night wind blew, and everyone's bodies were cold.

Wen'er ...... My Wen'er!" Mrs. Meng saw that He Yongsheng didn't speak for a long time, and her heart was anxious, thinking about her son, she cried directly.

The two brothers of the Meng family were also uncomfortable in their hearts, and two lines of tears also appeared on their faces.

"Little Brother He, is there really no hope for Wen'er to be saved?" Meng Yinghuo did not give up, and asked He Yongsheng tentatively. However, looking at He Yongsheng's pale face, I am afraid that there is really not much hope.

He Yongsheng was stunned by the few people in front of him, what is the situation?

"What, what's wrong with you, who said that the third young master is hopeless?" He Yongsheng asked suspiciously.

Zhang Yan's eyes widened, what did He Yongsheng say? He meant that the third young master of the family was still saved?

"Brother He, are you saying that the third young master is still saved?" Zhang Yan hurriedly pulled He Yongsheng and asked eagerly.

When the few people on the opposite side heard Zhang Yan's words, the already desperate thoughts in their hearts rekindled a glimmer of hope. Is there really salvation?

He Yongsheng patted his forehead helplessly and said, "I didn't say that the third young master was not saved!"

"Then why didn't you speak just now?" asked Zhang Yan.

"I can't take a breath!" He Yongsheng knew that it seemed to be his fault, and smiled embarrassedly and embarrassedly.

'Nima, you second!You gasp for breath for so long, why don't you gasp to death!' The rest of the people all had such an idea in their hearts at the same time, even with Madam Meng. If it weren't for the current environment, a few people would have already divided He Yongsheng's body!

Meng Yingyang hurriedly shook his sleeves and wiped the two lines of tears on his face, first put down the thought of killing He Yongsheng, and then hurriedly said: "Nephew He Xian, how is Wen'er doing now?

He Yongsheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva under the murderous gaze of several people, and then said: "That, the third young master's condition has been stabilized temporarily, and I still need the next step of treatment." By the way, how did you prepare the herbs?"

Hearing He Yongsheng's question, Meng Yinghuo hurriedly responded: "Everything that Brother He needs has been prepared, and for the sake of protection, all the medicinal materials have been prepared in double portions. It's definitely enough!"

He Yongsheng was overjoyed when he heard this, since this was the case, then the next step would be much easier.

"City Lord Meng, don't go in yet, send two subordinates in to carry the Third Young Master out! Remember, let the two subordinates not get touched by the blood of the Third Young Master!" He Yongsheng then instructed Meng Yingyang.

Meng Yingyang also nodded again and again, he didn't consider the question in He Yongsheng's words at all, and chose unconditional support.

Everyone separated, and He Yongsheng, with the support of Zhang Yan, came to the front of the medicinal materials he had prepared with Meng Yinghuo.

"What about the big wooden barrel I need, and hot water!" He Yongsheng looked at a pile of medicinal herbs like a small mountain, and inspected for a week, but he couldn't find the most important thing, and his heart was anxious.

"Uh...... Brother He, didn't you want a wooden bucket and hot water so that Wen'er would go back to take a bath after seeing a doctor? I asked someone to send these things to the guest room for you. You'll see you when you get back in a moment. "Meng Yinghuo really doesn't know what He Yongsheng wants to do, do you want to take a bath now?

He Yongsheng almost knelt down for Meng Yinghuo, what kind of logic is this? If you want a big wooden barrel and hot water, do you have to take a bath?

"Uncle Meng, I'm convinced! Do you know how pigs died?"

When Meng Yinghuo heard this, he was even more confused, at night, everyone was busy, and Brother He was too funny, why are you asking these things?

"That, Brother He can call me Second Master Meng. Outsiders call me that, and it's a bit unruly to call Uncle Meng. As for how the pig died? Speaking of this, Meng Yinghuo smiled.

"Pigs are dying!"

He Yongsheng and Zhang Yan glanced at each other, and they were instantly petrified.

"Uncle Meng, no, Second Master Meng, can you hurry up and bring that big wooden bucket and hot water over?" He Yongsheng was really speechless, if he didn't need to get it over, he really wanted to kick this thing to death.

"Uh...... Okay, then I'll go and carry it over!" Meng Yinghuo heard that He Yongsheng seemed to be in a hurry, and before he finished speaking, the person had already run out.

"Hurry up, if you delay the third young master's illness, the responsibility will be yours!" He Yongsheng seemed to suddenly think of this, and hurriedly instructed again.

When Meng Yinghuo heard this, he stumbled under his feet, and then he could obviously feel that his steps were bigger, and he couldn't see a trace in the blink of an eye.

When the crowd saw Meng Yinghuo running away, they were a little confused, and the discussion became even more lively.

"You say, can the third young master's illness be cured?"

"I'm hanging!"

"Look at the uncle and the second master, they look in a hurry, have they been cured?"

"Stupid, can they still be in such a hurry after being cured?"

The human imagination is endless, and all of a sudden, all kinds of speculation and all kinds of gossip are flying all over the sky. However, none of them have any basis. To sum up, all of this is useless.

"Brother He, what do you mean by how did the pig die just now?" After Zhang Yan helped He Yongsheng sit down, he hesitated for a moment, but then continued to ask.

"What do you mean?" He Yongsheng asked rhetorically for some reason.

"That's the answer! Isn't the pig dying?" Zhang Yan didn't know why, he Yongsheng's heart was furious, but since the words had been spoken, he had to ask.

"......" He Yongsheng was speechless, and he really didn't know how to answer.

"You don't know the answer, so why did you make that idiot look like you just now?" He Yongsheng asked with a smile.

"That's not because you're just that expression......" Zhang Yan muttered quietly.

He Yongsheng was petrified again......