"Please give the minimum respect to a real warrior and stop insulting me."

Although Qianye was ecstatic, he was in a very atmosphere. He could not bear Ding Xiaobu humiliated himself repeatedly and said angrily: "Or I would take back what I said just now by death."

Ding Xiaobu burst out laughing and nodded quickly and said, "Okay, okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore, I will treat you first, so that you can know how powerful I am. Only in this way can you cooperate well. Also, the disease that cannot be cured in Japan does not mean that we cannot cure it. Don't be alive all day long, your disease is not difficult."

As he said that, he took out a medicine king and stuffed it into his mouth with some reluctance. He said helplessly: "This is for the sake of my best wife's face, otherwise you would not have such blessings."

Then he started to treat him with acupuncture.

His eight extraordinary meridians were attacked by that poison, which was extremely difficult to cure. He could only control it first and slowly recuperate and treat it. At this time, a few injections were taken, and the effects of the medicine king were added.

Qianye soon felt the change in his body and smiled in surprise, like a lotus after the rain, very beautiful. "I should have listened to Ayi Lian's words early in the morning and came to China to ask you to treat me instead of killing you. This situation should not be like this now."

"Who made you Japanese people stubbornly think! Sometimes I really can't understand. Is it just a little bit of it? I didn't even get it, and I shouted and beat and killed. If I couldn't marry Ayi Lian, I'm afraid no one in the world can marry her."

Ding Xiaobu sighed helplessly while treating him: "So too, you are lucky to be home and come to kill me. Now it has become me who saves you. You say you are lucky or not."

"This is not luck, it is the arrangement of fate."

Qianye still didn't move, watching him give him acupuncture, and then slowly felt the changes in his body, "I had a dream before leaving Qianye three years ago. I dreamed that I would come to China. I should have come early, but it was delayed until I was about to die. Then I met you, and you said that this was the arrangement of fate."

"What a fuck."

Ding Xiaobu's forehead was full of sweat. Although he used skills to win the treatment of his injuries, he was not as consuming as the flesh and white bones, he still spat with some complaints: "It was Ayi Lian's arrangement. I saved you for my wife."

After saying that, he was about to look like a samurai again, and couldn't help but stop and said strikingly: "Don't be an old samurai or a samurai, I just need to know. Also, after you recover, your martial arts skills are not as good as me, but your assassination skills are too powerful. What if you are killing me? You must swear, swear with your reputation of Bushido. After you recover, you can't move me at all, and you will also help me find Ayi Lian."

"I can swear this, because you saved me, I am Ayiro's son-in-law and Ayilian's husband. I will definitely keep my promise."

Chiba swears seriously: "I, Chiba Zilili, swore to Emperor Meiji, that I will never hurt Ding Xiaobu from now on. If I violate this wish, I will never be able to be like the Martial Shrine, become a lonely ghost, and be trampled by gods from all directions."

"It's good, so I'll feel at ease."

Ding Xiaobu smiled and continued to heal his injuries. He asked curiously: "Didn't you Qianye have never had a name? So you have a name, Zi Lily?"

"No, Qianye has no name. My knife is called Zi Lily. I am the purple lily of this generation. I am dead. The next person to use this knife is still called Zi Lily."

Qianye's mouth was shallowly drawn with a beautiful curve, as proud as if he was talking about his wife: "Mura Masashi's sword is called a demon sword, not because of anything else, but because the swords that appear on it are all named after women or flowers. Because the sword-making people hope that the samurai treat this sword like their own women, so there is such a sword, a knife that is more beautiful than a woman."

"So that's it."

Ding Xiaobu looked at the extremely beautiful purple lily, and couldn't help but want to touch it, so he asked again: "The people of Qianye are all right or left. Anyway, one hand is stolen from the thumb. Why are you two? That should be your killer move. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would probably be the one lying down now."

"Actually, even if I draw a knife in person, I may not kill you. At most I will beat you, but I still have confidence in assassinating me. As for the left hand, it is because when I was a child, I was cut with my right hand, but some people are born left-handed, not because I am used to using my left hand, but I am born with this kind of person, a natural left-handed."

Qianye looked at his left hand and showed a proud smile, "At the age of thirteen, I found that my left hand was faster than my right hand, so I cut the thumb of my left hand and changed my left hand, so people in Qianye call me the left-handed purple lily."

It seems to be a memory of the days I was in Chiba, full of smiles and yearning.

Ding Xiaobu did not disturb him, and did not continue to ask, and began to apply acupuncture seriously. After the acupuncture was finished, he pulled it out soon and said, "Your poison has entered the internal organs, the eight extraordinary meridians, and it is impossible to cure it in one or two days. No matter how it takes six months, acupuncture once a week, acupuncture once a week, and acupuncture once a month, and acupuncture once a month. This is the only way to cure it, but be anxious. Don't use true qi in the first month, otherwise it will cause recurrence. I can't say whether it will be cured by then."

Then the internal energy of luck began to relieve his meridians.

He slowly could move, sat up, felt the changes in his body, and his smile became brighter. His faint eyebrows, shallow lips, and fair face were all a woman no matter how he looked, especially the name Zi Lily, which is so damn.

Ding Xiaobu smiled, "I didn't lie to you, I'll treat you. Now it depends on you. Where is my top wife Ayilian? When will you come back? Don't just say nothing but practice."

"Please believe in the adherence of a true Japanese samurai."

Qianye raised his legs and bowed deeply to Ding Xiaobu, then walked out, and seemed to have gone to call. After a while, he came back and said, "I have called Ayiro. He agreed and will ask Ayi Lian to come back as soon as possible."

Ding Xiaobu immediately smiled and patted Qianye on the shoulder, "You Japanese are good at this. You should do what you say, be more stubborn." Haha smiled.

Then he asked: "What is the origin of your family with Ayi Lian? Is there nothing else except one life you mentioned? I don't believe that you, a famous Chiba, will work so hard for a Japanese merchant family."

Qianye shut up, took out the purple lily and stroked it, as if he was treating his wife, and it seemed that he was not ready to answer.

Ding Xiaobu was too lazy to ask questions and shrugged, "Then let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about Ayilian. I will call her. When she comes back, I will come to treat you. Don't you have something to do? Let's do it. Let's do it, let's not talk about the well water in the future, it's enough."

"You are my benefactor, and I will definitely repay you. This Japanese samurai must abide by, and you will repay your kindness."

Qianye bowed deeply to Ding Xiaobu again, "I still have a lot of things to do, but it's not now. If you need my help in the future, please come to me just by looking for me, and I will definitely go to you."

"It's not necessary."

Ding Xiaobu was better than him except assassination, and quickly shook his hand and said, "You can rest assured to heal your wounds. When Ayilian comes back, I'm here, and I'll leave now."

Qianye quickly bowed again before watching Ding Xiaobu leave.

Ding Xiaobu was worried about Ayilian. After going out, her phone number was broadcast. It really worked. It was connected in a short while and Ayilian cried, "Teacher Ding, Ayilian, Ayilian has implicated you. Brother Qianye didn't do anything to you, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, I shouldn't mention you to my father."

He started crying incoherently.

Ding Xiaobu comforted repeatedly: "Ayilian, stop crying. Teacher Xiao Ding is fine. Just come back quickly. I miss you so much."

"Well, well, Ayi Lian's father has agreed. I'll buy a plane ticket now and try to go back to class early tomorrow morning."

Ayi Lian must have been controlled by her father. She was so excited that she wanted to come over immediately.

Ding Xiaobu was naturally happy and laughed: "It's great, so Teacher Ding will suppress Ayilian's surprise."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Ayi Lian responded obediently twice, and asked again: "I heard from my father that you can treat Brother Qianye's injuries, right?"

"Of course, I can do everything with you, Mr. Ding. His little injury is a simple task. You will know when you come back."

Ayi Lian and Chiba met, so they were naturally happy for him and giggled, "I knew that Teacher Xiao Ding was amazing, and they didn't believe it."

It was so happy that it was as proud as if it was proud.

Ding Xiaobu could understand that this little girl must have suffered a lot in Japan. She sighed: "Stop talking about anything, come back quickly, Teacher Ding will tell you again."

"Um."

Ayi Lian replied sweetly, then stopped talking and died first.

Ding Xiaobu finally felt relieved at this time, and his joy was self-evident and he happily prepared to take a taxi home.

At this time, the phone suddenly rang. When he saw that it was Yudaini, he remembered that there was something else, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed to answer it.

Yudaini's charming and rustling voice changed, and she said coquettishly: "Brother Xiao Bu, why haven't you come to my house yet? I didn't do yesterday, can't do it today? I've been cleaned and waiting for you for a long time."
Chapter completed!