He closed the front and back doors, hurriedly put the water bowl on the stone mill, and hurried to knock on the door of his room.

In a moment, the door opened.

The figure of the young man was pulled by the moonlight.

His eyes were as calm as water, and he looked at him as usual.

Jing Zhao saw that his hand was empty, and there was no dagger with a cold intent that he had just seen.

Jing Zhao closed his eyes and thought he was wrong.

"Are you alright?" Jing Zhao pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying.

"I opened your little vault and moved your inventory from the warehouse here." Ah Ning calmly narrated, retreated and made a way for Jing Zhao to see clearly.

Jing Zhao smiled, it was hard for him to come up with a trick of the cunning rabbit at this critical moment.

"It's good that you're smart, otherwise I would have lost a lot of money."

Hearing Jing Zhao's praise, the young man secretly bent the corners of his mouth very shallowly, this action was very light, and Jing Zhao didn't find out.

The two of them hummed and moved the grain back to the warehouse, and now they are playing one: the most dangerous place is the safest.

An Feng searched his warehouse and found nothing, so he would not have thought that they had transferred things first, and now they had transferred them back.

A-Ning had just moved out alone, and now although there were two of them, the young man's face was still sweating, and he sat on the threshold, his left hand secretly covering his abdomen.

Jing Zhao saw the difference at a glance, and A-Ning's face was too pale.

"What's wrong with you?!"

"No problem." A-Ning slapped his hand away, "I'm going to sleep." ”

He said that he got up and wanted to leave, but he staggered out and fell directly to the ground within two steps.

"Aning!!" Jing Zhao hurriedly stepped forward and hugged the person in his arms, he touched the warm liquid in his hand, picked up the palm of his hand and saw that it was blood!

Jing Zhao immediately untied his robe, and a wound two fingers wide and one foot long on the young man's abdomen appeared in front of him. The wound was tangled in some strips of cloth, and blood was leaking out. There are faint signs of pus on the side of the wound.

Jing Zhao frowned, this little bastard, don't tell him about such a serious injury! He picked the man up and kicked open the door to Ah Fu's room.

"Get me up!"

Ah Fu woke up as early as Anfeng when they came to make trouble, but he didn't make a sound. Now he was startled by Jing Zhao suddenly kicking in the door.

Jing Zhao carefully put Ah Ning on the bed, and Ah Fu, who was originally on the bed, was squeezed into a corner.

"What are you doing, it's not dawn yet."

Jing Zhao said: "A-Ning is injured, you can help him take a look." ”

Ah Fu looked reluctant, it was this kid who caused him to lose a toe during the day. Now fainting here, it's the present world!

And he helped him with his illness? What to do Spring and Autumn Dream!

Ah Fu pretended to be serious, looked at his wound first, deliberately poked it twice, and probed his pulse again. sighed, and said quietly: "I can't survive, dig a pit and bury it." ”

Jing Zhao's face collapsed instantly, and he looked at him with gloomy black eyes. His aura is also very strong, although it is not as good as Ah Ning, but it is more than enough to deal with Ah Fu.

"Will you cure it or not?" On the face of it, this seems like a question. In fact, if Ah Fu's answer is no, Jing Zhao promises that he will definitely dig a pit in the back mountain as Ah Fu said, but the person who is buried must be Ah Fu.

Ah Fu shrunk his neck, "Well...... this" He hesitated.

Rule, definitely don't want to treat! But as the old saying goes, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Ah Fu once again took his pulse and probed carefully for a moment, "Pen and ink." ”

Jing Zhao immediately moved a small square table and put it in front of him, and handed him the pen and ink, and Ah Fu raised the pen and wrote a few drug names on the table.

"Knives." He said again.

Jing Zhao groped around with Ah Ning for a moment, and felt the dagger on his back and handed it to Ah Fu.

Ah Fu was angry when he saw this dagger!

It's the culprit who turned him into a cripple!!

Ah Fu slashed the wound with a knife, leaving no strength left, so ruthless.

A-Ning, who was unconscious, whispered softly, the young man's brows furrowed, and sweat fell heavily.

Jing Zhao hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe his sweat for him, and said Ah Fu: "You light." ”

Ah Fu raised his eyes and glanced at him in a hurry: "It's not light, if the carrion is not removed, he will die." ”

Ah Fu was busy for a while, took out a pill from the gourd he was carrying, crushed it into powder in his hand, and sprinkled it on the wound.

Ah Fu thought to himself, if he has salt now, he must sprinkle a handful of wounds on this little bastard!

The effect of his medicine was amazing, and the powder was sprinkled on the wound, and the bleeding immediately stopped. He added, "Cloth." ”

Jing Zhao took another clean white cloth.

Ah Fu wrapped the wound and wiped his hands with some rags. "Medicine, take it three times a day, clean the wound once a day, and change the cloth every day. In five days, it will be very good. ”

Jing Zhao secretly said in his heart, what kind of panacea? Such a deep wound can be healed in five days, isn't that hell?! Sure enough, this guy only has some nonsense on his body.

He still replied with a smile on his face, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Jing Zhao looked at the prescription on the table and secretly wrote it down, and after wiping the table with a rag, he picked up A-Ning, "Don't disturb your rest, I'll go first." ”

Ah Fu's eyes rolled, and a black belly swept across the baby's face.

"Little boss." He called Jing Zhao.

"Do you know how this lad of yours got hurt?"

Jing Zhao was stunned for a moment, then turned around: "What do you want to say?" ”

The wound in his abdomen was two fingers wide and one finger deep, and more than six inches long. Such a wound can only be cut out by Shuangyu. As far as I know, these two pieces are the weapons of soldiers in the army. ”

Ah Fu raised his head as he spoke, and when he saw Jing Zhao's silent voice, he continued:

"He has calluses on his mouth, on his palms and on his fingertips, and on his middle and little fingers, which means that he not only holds a weapon, but also a pen, and if I guess correctly, the weapon he uses is a sword."

"Little boss, there are not many people in this army who can hold a sword and a pen." He stared at Jing Zhao with a smile.

The fox-like face only had the words "I'm here to break up this family" written on his face.

Jing Zhao stared at him for a moment. What kind of identity is A-Ning, when he wakes up, he will naturally tell himself if he wants to.

But Ah Fu's attitude of seeing through and watching the play just made him feel uncomfortable!

Jing Zhao said lightly: "It's rare for Dr. Ah Fu to be so observant and meticulous. ”

When the words fell, Jing Zhao snorted coldly, turned around and walked out the door.

Behind him, Ah Fu showed a triumphant smile.

Following.

As soon as the sky was slightly bright, as soon as Jing Zhao went out, he saw Qing wandering and pacing in front of his door, as if he was looking for him, but he was worried and didn't dare to knock on the door.

"What's wrong?" Jing Zhao asked with a yawn.

When he returned to the house with A-Ning on his back last night, he started a fever, and the high fever did not go away, Jing Zhao cooked medicine for him, added some pain-relieving herbs, and fed him to take it. After taking care of her for a night, A-Ning had just had a fever.

Jing Zhao was also about to wash his face and rest for a while. I don't want to run into Qing.

"Engong...... My mother seems to have the epidemic too......" she said with a pained look on her face, and she couldn't hold back her tears, and big ones rolled down her face.