Lin Fengjin panted violently, feeling that although the water-like moonlight had gradually dimmed, it still sprinkled on his body. It was as comfortable as the warm water dipped in gauze, slowly repairing his pain.
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After a long time, Lin Fengjin finally stood up unsteadily. His movements were like that of a dying old man, stooped and staggering, but strangely, the wounds on his chest, front and back had stopped bleeding and became scarred. This was from the previous robbery.
Thanks to Pan Dongliu’s magical destiny.
Although Lin Fengjin wanted to continue lying down until eternity, his reason told him that this situation must not be witnessed. Although he did not know that Fan Dongliu was alive at this time, he also knew that Wude Academy
Compared with my own home, it is such a huge thing. Even if I take a breath, it will definitely be a disaster.
So at this time, he could only grit his teeth, hastily packed up his things, and covered up his traces. It was extremely difficult and more cautious than a thief to move into the house step by step. Fortunately, this Shen family ghost
The reputation of the house is not ordinary here, and more importantly, Lin Fengjin found that as long as he gritted his teeth and held back the pain, it seemed that it was no problem to climb over the wall to escape, so he was actually caught by him without anyone noticing.
Under such circumstances, he sneaked back into his room abruptly.
This distance was less than three miles, but Lin Fengjin walked for two or three hours. When he lay down on the bed with difficulty, he was covered in cold sweat and even his coat was soaked.
However, he also noticed that his originally quite weak body had also undergone some changes. The most obvious thing was that as long as he endured the pain, his body, which seemed to have reached its limit, could always be squeezed out of strength and tidied up a little.
, hastily changed out of his blood clothes and hid the harvest. Lin Fengjin relaxed and fell into a coma on the bed again.
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After relaxing, he fell into a deep sleep until Lin Fengjin was awakened by an indescribable breath.
Then I heard a series of surprise calls:
"Wake up, wake up!"
This voice sounded very familiar to Lin Fengjin, but his indescribably slow nerves and thinking froze for several minutes, and he still did not recognize the voice.
Lin Fengjin's situation at this time is completely two extremes compared to the terrifying precision and calmness during the battle with Pan Dongliu. To put it bluntly, it is the difference between an old man walking with an old look and a Ferrari with the accelerator pressed to the bottom.
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Feeling a stream of heat flowing into his throat, and then his belly began to squirm violently. Lin Fengjin opened his eyes mechanically and blankly and looked around. His expression was still sluggish, but no matter what, his brain was like a rusty machine.
The machine that had not been running for a long time, after being powered on, although it still creaked and rumbled in an obscure manner, shaking off a lot of rust, it still started to accelerate slowly and continuously.
The first thing to recover was naturally the sense of taste. The taste buds on the surface of the tongue recognized that what was being poured into the mouth was hot chicken soup. Although it had a strong taste of angelica and codonopsis pilosula, the delicious aroma of the food immediately filled the throat and digestive system.
The system started to twitch as if it was coming back to life.
Lin Fengjin immediately felt that the hand holding the bowl was too slow to pour the soup into his mouth. When he raised his hands, he held the bowl in a convulsive manner and poured it into his mouth. The people next to him suddenly exclaimed.
He got up, but no one could hold him down as if he was going crazy.
Until Lin Fengjin finished eating everything he could find around him, including seven soup cakes, a whole old stewed hen, eight steamed buns and a small half pot of wheat porridge that the servants used as a midnight snack, he finally
It stopped.
Lin Fengjin's distracted eyes finally gradually condensed at this time - the familiar exquisite mahogany bed, the goose-yellow lake silk tent, and the air with a slight scent of sandalwood, plus
Those extremely familiar and startled faces were slowly matching up with certain things in his thinking and memory. At this time, Lin Fengjin finally returned to a normal person, and he opened his mouth dully and said:
"I... you..."
Seeing him talking, Mr. Lin, who had almost lost weight, immediately let out a long sigh of relief. Several women next to him were also chanting Buddha's name continuously, and said with sincerity:
"My goodness, I finally woke up!"
At this time, Lin Fengjin finally came to his senses. In addition, the soreness in his body could be said to have surged up in layers. He fell down weakly relying on the pillow and said with a bitter smile:
"How long have I been asleep?"
The old housekeeper was very excited, his lips were trembling and he could not speak, and his hands were shaking very much. To Lin Fengjin, it seemed as if he had only stretched out a finger. Lin Fengjin was startled slightly and said:
"One day, okay."
Lin Yuanwai, who had lost a lot of weight, smiled bitterly:
"It's been almost three days. You were sick at the age of fifteen, and now you're nineteen."
Lin Fengjin was also surprised. He had been unconscious for so long. But he heard the old housekeeper next to him reach out and take a glass of water and take a sip. He finally calmed down and said:
"Young master, you don't know that your illness this time is very dangerous, no less than the time more than a year ago (time travel). What's even more strange is that this time we invited a total of three doctors to treat you. As a result,
Each doctor diagnoses different symptoms and prescribes different medicines, which makes people anxious."
After eating and drinking enough, Lin Fengjin leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and sat down again. At this time, he suffered from the sequelae again. His head could be said to be a ball of mush. Unlike before, everything seemed to be clear and clear.
The feeling in the palm of my hand is completely different, but I have been sleeping for several days, and I still don't feel sleepy at all.
So the only thing Lin Fengjin could do at this time was to stretch out his fingers, massage the completely numb spot on his face, keep his head blank, or let his chaotic thoughts wander randomly, and then slowly
Sedimentation, sobriety.
After he returned to normal, there was only one maid around to guard him. Lin Fengjin asked her to bring a basin of hot water, wring it out with a hot towel, put hot compresses on the stiff areas on his face, and slowly smoothed it out.
After clearing her mind, she asked her to invite her father over.
When Lin was in a coma, he had been very anxious. His lips were full of anxious blood blisters. He had to support the business, but he could not sleep for two hours a day. When his son finally woke up and recovered, of course he resisted.
I couldn't control my fatigue and fell asleep. So, as soon as I heard that Aiko suddenly had something urgent to ask for, I rushed over immediately, because my eyes that were deprived of sleep were full of bloodshot eyes, and my love for my son was clearly evident.
Lin Fengjin glanced at his father apologetically, but there was one very important matter that was related to the lives of the whole family, so he had to deal with it first.
He didn't know why at this time, but he was a little hungry again. At the same time, in order to make his father feel relieved, he picked up the full bowl of rice next to him, soaked it in chicken soup and served it with vegetables. He ate it with big mouthfuls and slurred at the same time.
road:
"Dad, my illness should be fine. I just got drunk and contracted the cold."
Lin Lin looked at his son taking big mouthfuls of rice and eating meat. Naturally, he felt more relieved. He said with a smile on his round face:
"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay. Eat more and you'll be able to nourish your body. You were very ill at the beginning of the year, and your body probably hasn't recovered yet, and you're too weak."
Lin Fengjin nodded, took two bites of rice, and said seriously:
"Dad, I have obtained the qualification of a child student, and I should go out to study abroad soon. However, many academies this year seem to have very strict assessments for the children who come to study. Well, it is like recruiting a son-in-law, and the father-in-law will definitely not accept it.
I'm willing to admit that my uncle is a sick child... The academy will definitely not bother to find out how many times I have been sick, but what about other people? For example, other children who may be squeezed out by me?"
In front of Lin Fengjin, Lin Yuan is a doting father, but in his other identity, he started his own business by selling the last three acres of irrigated land left by his ancestors.
The business has reached two states, eight counties and even major grain merchants in other countries!
When Lin Fengjin said this, his face immediately became serious, and he immediately called the old housekeeper to give instructions to his servants. The serious illness a few years ago could not be covered up, but this time he was "drunk" and "cold by chance"
But you must sit down firmly!
The servants in the mansion each receive double their monthly salary this month, but anyone who dares to talk nonsense about the young master being "drunk and suffering from cold" a few days ago will be beaten to death immediately!
As for the three doctors who came to see the doctor, each of them was paid twenty taels of silver in hush money. These three doctors were all locals and had brought their families with them for several generations. In addition, they were the children of the Lin family.
The slave, Li Hu, the guard leader of the grain transport team who was said to have dozens of lives in his hands, certainly agreed to the money sent by him.
The deep meaning of Lin Fengjin's actions was that he was not interested in drinking, and the so-called admission to the academy was just an excuse. After he absorbed the demon star destiny of Pan Dongliu, who was also a demon destiny person, he naturally obtained that
Of course, the guy had some memory fragments and knew the bad news about Fan Dongliu's escape. Plus Wude Academy lost such an outstanding disciple, he would probably come to investigate.
But this is Nanzheng!
What's more important is that Pan Dongliu's identity as a demon destinyr is also a huge taboo for him!