After returning to Shen's house, Furuo took out a silver needle and needled Song Zhiming's arm.

Song Zhiming's arm was sore for a few days, and he didn't take this little injury to heart, but he didn't feel it at all at this moment, he really felt amazing.

"Little sister, you're amazing!"

Furuo picked up the hoe and the two-piece bamboo basket set: "How is my mother?" ”

"My mother's face has been getting better and better these days." Song Zhiming glanced at Fu Ruo, "It's just that I miss you so much." ”

"I'm tired of the fifth brother taking good care of my mother." Fu Ruo carried a bamboo basket on his back, "I went up the mountain to collect medicine." ”

As soon as the brother and sister walked out of the Shen family, they met Yu Xuelan.

Yu Xuelan's eyes lit up when she saw Song Zhiming, "Sister Song, this son is ......"

Furuo said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you. ”

Yu Xuelan's face suddenly fell, she gritted her teeth and said, "Sister Song, don't forget that she is married to a wife, how can there be a reason that women always run out!" ”

"I'm the truth."

Fu Ruoli ignored Yu Xuelan, said goodbye to Song Zhiming, and walked straight to the back mountain.

After walking a few steps, she noticed someone following.

Furuo hooked her lips, this little girl, she really doesn't give up.

Furuo went up the mountain according to his usual footsteps, but he only walked a few more steps before he threw the person off.

Yu Xuelan looked at the vast expanse in front of her and stomped her feet hatefully, what about people! How are people gone!

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"Do you remember coming?"

After a day of not seeing him, the man's tone became resentful.

"Aren't you looking forward to my death, wouldn't you be happier if I didn't come?"

Furuo looked at the water and dry food that had been set aside.

Yes, it's almost finished.

She knew that the man was wary of her, but he knew that life was more important.

Mo Heng looked at Fu Ruo, today she is wearing a goose yellow shirt, not yesterday's lifeless green clothes, the fabric of the clothes is several times better than yesterday.

The goose yellow lining makes her skin whiter than snow, her complexion is excellent, and her smile is like seducing people.

Mo Heng gritted his teeth and thought, what a beauty trick! I don't even hide it today!

Fu Ruo took out the silver needle in the medicine box and reminded Mo Heng: "It hurts, you bear with it." ”

When she spoke, she moved her hand, Mo Heng trembled in pain, gritted her teeth and didn't scream, so that Fu Ruo couldn't help but sigh secretly: It's worthy of being a prince, ordinary people can't bear it.

Mo Heng's calves were all black, and it looked very scary.

Fu Dye has already had a treatment plan, as fast as a week to clean his calves of toxins, slowly, as long as a month.

One shot a day has nothing to do with treatment, just to prevent the spread of the toxin.

Fu Ruo picked up the prepared herbs and was about to apply the medicine to Mo Heng, when the man said with an unnatural face: "I'll come by myself!" ”

"Okay." Fu Ruo put down the herbs in his hand, "Then you come." ”

Mo Heng suffered not only external injuries, but also internal injuries, internal injuries depended on his own conditioning, and external injuries needed to be treated with dressing.

He used all his strength, his face turned red, and he couldn't turn over.

Mo Heng has suffered countless humiliations in his life, but today he was laughed at by this woman, and he ......

When he's all right, he'll kill her!

Fu Ruo looked at the man playfully, and asked 'friendly', "Does Pei Gongzi still need my help?" ”

Mo Heng closed his eyes in shame: "Then it's troublesome Miss Song." ”

Cold, cold herbs were applied to the wound, and the warmth of the woman's fingertips could occasionally be felt.

Mo Heng has been like a jade for twenty-one years, and he has never been so close to any woman.

She tore his clothes.

She drugged him with her own hands.

But she was the one who wanted his life.

Mo Heng slowly opened a pair of eyes, and suddenly met Furuo's eyes when he was giving him medicine on his chest.

The heart beats like a drum.

The skin that had been caressed by Furuo's fingertips was a faint pink, the man's earlobes were so red that they were dripping blood, and Furuo was wondering what was red in his ears when she medicated the wound on his chest?

"I'll give you a pair of medicine today, and after you take it, you will be able to get up tomorrow." Furuodao.

Mo Heng hurriedly looked away: "Oh." ”

It's not that he doesn't know how serious his internal injuries are, and it takes seven days to slowly recuperate, but at this time it is only a day and a half.

Can she get him up tomorrow with a pair of pills?

Mo Heng obviously didn't believe it, and Fu Ruo could also see his distrust, so she didn't solve anything, set up a small stove, and began to decoct the medicine.

In the cave, one decoction, the other lay down, relatively silent.

Fu Ruo opened his mouth first: "You are so seriously injured, how did you get hurt, will anyone come to you?" ”

Mo Heng said in her heart that this was indeed the case, and she finally asked.

Asking these questions is just to know when the person who saved him will come, and she can trick him into trusting him and let him take her away with her.

Mo Heng's eyes looked at Furuo's back like an ice pick, what a beauty plan, so gentle to treat him, let him let down his guard, and finally give him a fatal blow.

Who the hell sent her?

Of course, Mo Heng would not think that Song Furuo was her real name.

Song Furuo, Song, the prime minister of the dynasty is surnamed Song, and it seems that the mastermind behind the scenes wants him to make a feud with Prime Minister Song Kwun Tong.

What a good move!