At first, it was okay, Feng Qing was lying on his back on a white cloud, there was a faint fragrance of orchids in the air, he hummed a little song, recalled the medical books he had learned, and thought about what incurable diseases on it still needed to be improved.

The clouds disappeared suddenly, and he lay on a large soft bed, with bed curtains, sandalwood, and this warm room, and the ambiguous feeling made Feng Qing feel uncomfortable from head to toe.

Turning sideways, Luo Zhu lay in the quilt, his little hand stroked his Adam's apple, smiled charmingly, and called Xianggong.

Feng Qing woke up suddenly, his forehead was full of cold sweat, scared to death, fortunately it was a dream, this was really a dream and did not let go of himself, got up and poured a big sip of cold water, and sat on the bed in a daze.

Luo Zhu was completely convinced, the Spring Festival was worth a thousand gold, and she could be scared awake after such a beautiful spring dream, she began to doubt her charm, whether it was really enough to make people have nightmares, and look at the child who was so frightened that he sat on the edge of the bed and doubted life.

There is one last trick, Luo Zhu glanced at the snow lotus in his palm, this snow lotus soaked in the dark river overnight, the temperature supplement is just right, even if it doesn't work, it can strengthen the body.

Blowing into the palm of his hand, the snow lotus flew into the kettle, and a sip should be effective, Feng Qing sat still, frozen there.

You drink. Luo Zhu stood on the edge of the bed and looked anxious, Feng Qing relieved herself and lay on the bed and closed her eyes, she knew that in this way, she should have stuffed the snow lotus from his nose.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, hooking his fingers, the kettle hung in the air and slowly tilted under Luo Zhu's control, and the water slowly flowed into Feng Qing's mouth, Feng Qing tried to open his eyes, but he couldn't open them, and the water kept pouring into his mouth and nose, choking him and coughing.

Harvest. Luo Zhu put the kettle back, stared at Feng Qing's face and wanted to have a seizure but couldn't get up, he didn't have a chance, and he didn't have a chance to do it.

Turning around and about to leave, his hand was held by a warm hand, and the manpower just pulled Luo Zhu into his arms, and a pair of pitch-black eyes stared at her deeply, making people fall into it.

He pinched her chin, raised her face slightly, and said in a low and seductive voice, "Where is the lady going?"

Luo Zhu raised his eyebrows, this snow lotus has such a good medicinal effect, no, this is Feng Qingmo, who else dares to do this to her in the Six Realms with this words and deeds.

"Xianggong!" Luo Zhu hugged him happily, "I miss you." ”

Feng Qingmo smiled dotingly and hugged Luo Zhu tightly, he may not have seen his wife for a long time, but he didn't expect him to be found by her in the world, presumably this stupid girl has also suffered a lot.

He overwhelmed her, the weight of the whole person made her unable to move, Luo Zhu's face blushed without breath, his knuckles stroked his rosy cheeks, and laughed: "Why is the lady's face so red?

"No... No. This time it was Luo Zhu's turn to stutter and swallow his saliva.

Feng Qing Mo Ruo thought about it, "Thinking about it, there is still one thing in the throat." ”

"What's the matter? I'll do it for you. ”

"Heh, you can't replace it, but you can cooperate. Feng Qingmo leaned close to Luo Zhu's ear, lowered her head and whispered, the heat was itching on her ears, and her face couldn't be more red.

Blow out the bedside candles, pull the futon, all in one go, the spring night is worth a thousand gold, the beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, here omit two hundred words.

Feng Qing woke up at noon, only to feel sore, holding on to the bed barely supported and drinking saliva, he shook his head, today is more tired than yesterday, last night's sleep was in vain.

It's not just that he slept in vain, and he even showed half a white Luo Zhu before he cleaned up the mess and slipped out of Feng Qing's house, Feng Qing put on his clothes, smelled his clothes, and smelled of fat powder.

Someone was knocking on the door outside the house, Liu Jingqing's loud voice came from outside the house, Feng Qing frowned, this eldest lady is here again.

As soon as she opened the door, Feng Qing's appearance startled Liu Jingqing, the whole person looked exhausted, and she fell down with a slight push, mainly because she also smelled the smell of fat powder.

It's over, it's over, and it's been taken first. This idea exploded in Liu Jingqing's head, and he rushed into the back room and began to catch the rapist, but he didn't see it after searching for it a few times.

"Doctor Feng, what's the matter with you, you are covered in fat powder, I thought you were being by..."Liu Jingqing felt that the back was very inappropriate, and swallowed it back.

Feng Qing sniffed his shirt again, it did smell of fat powder, and he didn't know where it came from, so he pushed Liu Jingqing out of the door.

"Eh, what do you mean, you're responsible for me!"

"I changed my clothes. ”

Feng Qing, who had changed his clothes, looked much more energetic, and there was nothing wrong with him except for yawning all the time, Liu Jingqing looked at him suspiciously, could it be that he went out to drink flower wine.

"Miss Liu, please don't think cranky and tarnish your reputation. Feng Qing ruthlessly broke Liu Jingqing's last illusion.

"If the girl has nothing to do, she can read poetry and books, practice the rhythm of the piano, and don't have to run to my hospital all day long, today is..."

Before Feng Qing's words were finished, Liu Jingqing replied first: "I know I know, the day of the visit, so I'm here to remind you, otherwise you don't know what to sleep on." ”

Yes, he said it in vain, he couldn't listen to a word when he should have listened to it, and he was more concerned than him who shouldn't have asked, Feng Qing gave up, picked up the medicine box and covered the courtyard door and left, Liu Jingqing followed behind like a fart.

On the last day of each month, Feng Qing would go back to the village to check the pulse of the people in the village, set up a stall at the entrance of the village, put paper and pencils, and sometimes people from neighboring villages would rush over to see the disease, Feng Qing would not refuse to come.

Feng Qing doesn't worry about the silver, every month there will be a poetry contest in the city, and if there is no money, it will be almost the same to participate in two silver games, and the medicinal materials picked from the mountains are also an income for the drug delivery shop, and he is poor and happy.

Fame and fortune are like floating clouds, and the head is broken and blood flows into fame.

Hunger and cold are forced to be scholars, and they are free and poor.

He wrote this poem secretly, if it is posted, it is estimated that he will not see the sun the next day, everyone has their own ambitions, he just expresses his emotions, everyone's choice is of course right, and he is also to alleviate the poverty of life.

The so-called rich can not be lewd, mighty can not be bent, poor and lowly can not be moved, choice means the future road, hard work is not to prove yourself, just want to choose when there is one more road.

Feng Qing learned poetry and books, and also learned medical skills, he doesn't like the tone of the words and sentences of the crepe, and he doesn't like the officialdom to deceive, he prefers to save the life and help the wounded, the sick and save people, every profession needs people, regardless of whether it is high or low, only suitable or not.

Most of the people in the village are healthy, except for the old man who occasionally feels cold, he will greet him warmly, I don't know how many yawns later, Liu Jingqing couldn't help but ask: "What did you do last night?"

"Sleep, maybe I was tired from going out of the city the day before yesterday, and it won't be in the way to prescribe medicine and drink. Feng Qing patted his face and forcibly endured his sleepiness.