[Racing in the Imperial Hospital] Meat buns broke his lair and asked for a monthly ticket
Zhong Xiaoxiao lowered his head in panic, pretending that he was very busy.
Facing the old general's face, which was as swollen as a pig's head, she felt flushed and her heartbeat quickened.
Is this man the transformation of a thousand-year-old fairy? How can his smile be so alluring? She, who has seen countless modern people whether they are handsome men or naked men, cannot bear it.
People who are fussy every minute are the most annoying people.
As for my concentration, the concentration I am most proud of, shouldn’t she have eloped with chastity? Hundan!
She just felt that her mind was filled with the happy scene of the man laughing just now.
I wish I could recite the Diamond Sutra and the Great Compassion Mantra to focus my attention.
She is saving people, she is still saving people, okay?
"Zhong Xiaoxiao, sir, I'm back." The door to the inner room was knocked open, and the person walked in very arrogantly, ignoring the livid face of Xilan Wang behind him.
King Xilan is so awesome, he really doesn’t care.
Zhong Xiaoxiao hurriedly turned around. The man who was smiling beside her just now had disappeared without a trace, hiding in an unknown corner.
On a very cold day, I was sweating profusely and my breath was a little unsteady.
Behind him was Nian Yuqi, the third young master of the Nian Mansion, who had been guarding the door.
"Give the things to Nian Yuqi." Zhong Xiaoxiao hurriedly ordered.
"How do you know I got it?" Eleven lazily took out a slender plant from his arms with small dried white flowers on it.
"I didn't get it, what the hell are you doing here?" Zhong Xiaoxiao glanced at him boredly, then looked at Nian Yuqi, "Decoction the petals of this spiritual grass, mash the leaves, and apply it on the old man's skin.
On the wound on the general's thigh. Everything must be done by you yourself, don't do it to others."
"Zhongyuan Envoy, father, he has..." Nian Yuqi was a little puzzled. The tears in his eyes seemed to be wet and not yet dry. Against his pale face, he looked a bit pitiful.
"I said, I want to save your father." Zhong Xiaoxiao, who was about to say something rude, swallowed back the curse words and gave him a firm look.
"Thank you." Out of a thousand words, he left only one thank you. Nian Yuqi took a deep look at Zhong Xiaoxiao, then turned and left with the spiritual grass handed to him by Shiyi.
"Zhong Xiaoxiao, has your mother given birth to you again? Does she still know how to treat illnesses and save people?" Eleven lazily leaned against the doorpost, rubbing his sore shoulders.
But he did not mention at all the inhuman abuse he experienced with this spiritual plant.
"I will let Roubao overthrow his lair." Zhong Xiaoxiao walked up to Eleven, took out a black pill from his arms, stuffed it into Eleven's mouth, and pulled it out of Eleven's mouth.
The fingers of Yi's right hand moved around flexibly on his shoulder.
Someone hidden in the darkness had his eyes darkened, a bit displeased.
It is simply hateful that he is so close to his eleventh brother and yet so alienated from himself.
"Will Roubao listen to you?" Eleven's slightly frowned brows obviously relaxed. After all, it was a doctor. He was still in pain after rubbing it for a long time. After being squeezed a few times, he felt better.
"If Roubao doesn't listen, then I'll carry explosives and blow up his lair." Zhong Xiaoxiao's expression was a bit serious, as if he was really thinking about how to blow up Xuanyuan Jue's Youjian Auction House!
"Are you really going to blow it up?" Eleven pointed to his right shoulder and continued to comfortably enjoy Master Zhong Xiaoxiao's rare service.
"Any comments?"
"Yes! Remember to remind me before you blow it up."
"Are you going to blow the whistle?"
"Uncle, I have to steal all the treasures inside. My little treasury has been plundered by you and my son. There is not much left, okay? There is still some time before the New Year. Father has to wait for the New Year to have a family reunion dinner.
You only give me pocket money when the time comes." Eleven said in a dull tone. He really couldn't bear to feel sorry for someone who didn't care about production and just asked for money.
"I asked you to steal a red-backed bamboo stalk and you were beaten like this. Are you sure you stole all the treasures?" Zhong Xiaoxiao glanced at his small body with great disdain.
"I'm afraid that if you steal it with your life, you can bring it back with you if you don't have your life!"
"You look down on me?" Eleven was angry, grinning at Zhong Xiaoxiao.
"Do you think I should look down on a rice insect? Even Doubao is better than you, and Doubao knows how to make money to support his mother." Chi Guoguo's contempt.
"Who told him not to have a father?" Eleven retorted angrily. Seeing Zhong Xiaoxiao's cold expression, he immediately fell silent.
Dad is so awesome, it’s a minefield between mother and son, okay?
He quickly retracted his hands, fearing that after being massaged to feel comfortable just now and being repaired by someone Zhong, by then, let alone soreness, he would definitely be disabled.
"Is that guy just now the one who was stabbed by my sword and crippled?" He looked around and tried to change the subject.
No response.
"What is King Xilan doing here? When did he, the emperor, become so empty?"
Still no response.
"Is that ugly old woman in the outer hall the wife of this pig-headed man?"
Still no response.
"Zhong Xiaoxiao, I was wrong." Shiyi raised his hands in surrender, oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooothing
But he also seems to know whether Doubao's father is the fourth brother or the fourth brother!
How could a guy like Starling, who is full of calculations and has no good heart, give birth to such a cute and well-behaved Doubao?
Zhong Xiaoxiao ignored Eleven's cuteness and coquettishness, floated back to the bed leisurely, and continued to study the pig-headed general who could not reduce the swelling no matter what.
Her silver needles are smeared with medicated powder, which can restore the circulation of coagulated blood. If the blood is unobstructed, the swelling in the body will naturally disappear slowly.
Even if the heart suddenly stops due to blood circulation, it can gradually recover.
But the person lying on the bed still didn't move at all.
"You can't even do anything about it?" Eleven returned to his normal voice, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.
Xuanyuanli's children's shoes are hidden in the dark, and there is all kinds of envy, jealousy, and hatred.
Why is this little guy so tolerant and generous towards Eleven, and has such a tacit understanding? But towards him, except in bed, he is unfavorable and cold in every way.
"This poison is very domineering." Zhong Xiaoxiao stretched out his hand to open the old general's eyelids and looked carefully.
Eleven breathed a sigh of relief and finally responded to himself.
"Is King Sealand so nervous about this pig head?"
"Don't you know that the war in Xilan is tense and it's a good time to hire people?" Zhong Xiaoxiao asked back. She didn't even plan to tell him on the 11th. She found a very safe reason.
Of course, there was nothing she could do about how much someone hiding in the dark could see.
"Xilan and Dongzhi have been at war since I was born. It's no big deal." Eleven looked indifferent. The small countries below were fighting, and his father just took the opportunity to sell arms to the two countries. He was also afraid that they would get along too well and not give him anything.