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Jia Luo, who was wearing a hospital gown, was lying on the bed by the wall, staring blankly at the pattering rain curtain outside the glass window.

This is still the mansion of Li Ang's family. The Jinchengfang house awarded by Emperor Yu actually occupies a large area, but only Li Ang and Chai Chai lived in it before, and many other courtyards were used to store sundries——

For example, tens of thousands of antique cultural relics and the like.

Boom boom boom.

There was a knock on the door, and Qiu Feng walked in slowly, holding the tray containing the medicine with his thoughts.

How are you feeling?

Qiu Feng put down the tray, lifted the lid of the medicine pot, and the strong smell of herbs immediately filled the room.

fine.

Jia Luo tilted his head and felt his body, It's just that the wound on the stomach is a little itchy.

Let me see.

Qiu Feng stepped forward, untied the bandage on Jia Luo's abdomen, and checked the wound, It's okay, the wound is healing, and itching is normal.

Come on, drink the medicine.

Um.

Jia Luo frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to pinch his nose, gulped down half a bowl of medicine with a strange smell, and asked casually, Doctor Qiu, are my brothers and the others still outside the workshop?

Not here, Li Ang told them to go back first, the illness lasted for more than a day or two.

Qiu Feng paused, and added: When he was leaving, Dr. Xuegong also greeted the leaders of your mission, and told them to keep an eye on your brother, and don't let him do stupid things.

Huh, that's good.

Jia Luo breathed a sigh of relief, The hotel is in the south of the city, and Haotian Taoist Temple is outside the city, so we shouldn't be able to touch it.

Seeing Qiu Feng's hesitant expression, Jia Luo smiled and said: My brother is known as the most talented innate martial artist in Langyuan for ten years, and he is the most likely child of the family to become a master in the future.

If no one persuaded him and favored him, maybe he would really go to Haotian Taoist Temple and kill Bian Chenpei secretly,

Then the consequences will be serious.

She paused, then said to herself: I'm still alive, just injured, not dead.

When something happened, it was in the arena again, and his skills were inferior to others, so he had nothing to say.

Moreover, Bian Chenpei's father is destined to become the Cardinal Judge in the future, and there is even a 1/4 probability of becoming the headmaster of Haotian.

Not worth it, not necessary.

The Ashina and Ashid families have ruled Turks for hundreds of years, and the direct and collateral lines of the two families add up to more than 200,000 people.

Although Ashinagaro is the grand-niece of the old Khan, there are hundreds of people of the same generation in the family who are more closely related by blood.

It is impossible for the Turks to go to war with Taihao Mountain for a noble child who is seriously injured and will not have children in the future.

In fact, at the level of military and state affairs, the Turks still rely on Taihao Mountain to provide support to resist the increasingly powerful influence of the State of Yu.

Therefore, it is even more impossible to go to Taihao Mountain to protest and make the scene ugly for Jia Luo.

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Qiu Feng was speechless, looking at the girl who was younger than him on the bed, feeling inexplicable pity, and reached out to stroke Jia Luo's long hair, Thank you for your hard work.

It's nothing to work on.

Jia Luo stuck out his tongue and said casually: You don't need to go to class, just lie in bed and rest all day, it's too leisurely.

Really, why do you all think that I will be very sad.

Not being able to have children is not a bad thing.

If you want me to say, this injury, I will be much more relaxed in the future. At least you don't have to worry about being married by the Khan in a few years, and you can just marry someone you don't like.

She looked up at Qiu Feng, who had a slightly surprised expression, and said with a chuckle, The grassland environment is worse than that in the Central Plains. Many women have to go to the fields to graze and milk milk the next day after giving birth the day before.

In order to be nomadic, the tribe must migrate to new grasslands every few months. Pregnant women either ride a horse or lie on a cart, and the bumps are extremely painful.

Not to mention the frighteningly high death rate when giving birth.

ah?

Qiu Feng opened his mouth, I thought you Turkic people are generally strong, and it would be easier to have children.

They are all people with two shoulders and one head, so it's not easy.

Jia Luo curled his lips and said, So when I saw the midwifery forceps sold by Yu country merchants on the grassland two years ago, I was quite curious as to what kind of person could invent this kind of thing.

With forceps, dystocia is not so scary. Some aunts and aunts in the family are not so worried and afraid when they are pregnant. They are afraid that they will die and their sons and daughters will be bullied by their stepmothers.

Later, I heard that the man who invented the forceps was a male doctor, a young doctor about my age, so I was even more curious.

He pestered my brother to take me with him.

result?

Qiu Feng smiled and said, It's better to be famous than to meet?

fine.

Jia Luo rolled his eyes and thought for a while, I originally thought that he would be more, uh, a scholar.

Just like the Central Plains students in the wolf garden, they are usually weak and weak, crying and crying at every turn.

did not expect.

She paused for a moment, subconsciously, the image of Li Ang with a calm expression, smearing iodine on her stomach, comforting herself softly, piercing the skin with thoughts without hesitation appeared in her mind.

For no reason, Jia Luo blushed, coughed lightly, and drank the remaining half bowl of medicine to cover his hot face.

Qiu Feng was puzzled, and asked: What did you not expect?

nothing.

Jia Luo shook his head and lay down.

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What?

In the pavilion next to the martial arts arena in the academy, Xue Che, who was holding a roast leg of lamb and was about to eat, looked at Li Ang who suddenly walked in, and said in astonishment: Risheng, you want to sign up for the group arena?

Um.

Li Ang nodded and said respectfully: Xue Siye, I read the rules carefully. If a disciple is promoted to the Rain Listening Realm during the group arena, according to the rules, he can participate halfway.

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Xue Che frowned, he is a physical education department, and his personal relationship is not like that of Tantai Leshan, Su Feng and others, he is very familiar with Li Ang, and asked seriously: Why do you suddenly want to sign up?

If it's for Ashinagaro's affairs, don't worry, we have already made a rule that people from Mount Taihao can no longer use meteorite weapons in the group arena.

And those Turkic disciples in the group arena will definitely try their best to find trouble for Bian Chenpei, and will not make him feel better.

Li Ang is a rare Neo-Confucian genius in the academy, and the contributions he has made so far can completely move the portrait into the corridor of the school history museum.

Along with the historical Dade Doctors.

No matter from the perspective of Siye or from the perspective of ordinary Yu people, Xue Che didn't want Li Ang to take risks - he believed that other doctors in the academy would think so too.

Besides, have you reached the Rain Listening Realm?

Li Ang didn't answer, just took a few steps forward, came to the corner of the office, and put his hand on the crystal instrument used to detect the players in the group arena.

Hum——

A reddish light blooms.