Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

"Hey, can you guys fight again later? I can't hold it anymore!" Ripple's words suddenly came.

Lin Shuyang struggled to get up and saw Lianyi holding a dagger in his hand and fighting Chen Zhihong in close combat.

Yes, it takes time for Chen Zhihong to condense the light ball every time. Only close combat is the wisest choice, so that it can no longer condense the weird black ball.

But Lianyi is obviously exhausted and will soon fall.

Lin Shuyang opened the bag next to the water tank, picked up a bag of glutinous rice and threw it over, "Lianyi, get out of the way!"

Lianyi was agile and quickly moved away from the battlefield with a push of his toes.

Chen Zhihong was about to chase after him, but his foot slipped and he almost fell onto the glutinous rice on the ground.

"How are you? Can you still see?" Lin Shuyang knelt down and looked at Chen Ziqian, who nodded slightly.

"Use the same technique you used to throw the dagger that day to attack it." Lin Shuyang said and stuffed a bag of garlic into Chen Ziqian's hand.

"This..." Chen Ziqian's mouth twitched, as if he couldn't bear the smell of garlic, but he still quickly threw the garlic in his hand at Chen Zhihong one by one.

Although it has no lethality, Chen Zhihong can delay a lot of time if he avoids this thing.

"When will the person you mentioned come here? Can he really deal with this thing?" Lin Shuyang covered his ribs and asked with a grin.

Chen Ziqian said as the garlic in his hand became less and less, "It should be done soon."

"Yes? You are really unreliable." After Lin Shuyang said something, he stood up and walked towards Rong Xianyi's position, "I have no other choice. If you go further away, maybe you can live a few more seconds. "

Lin Shuyang stretched out his hand to Rong Xianyi, "Can you still get up?"

Rong Xianyi had already sat up. Seeing Lin Shuyang stretching out his hand, he subconsciously looked at his bare palm.

Just now Lin Shuyang pulled his wrist, and he also pulled Lin Shuyang's.

No longer separated by gloves, he could feel the other person's body temperature and the texture of the other person's skin. Such a long-lost touch made him throb for no reason.

The moment Lin Shuyang was almost hit, he realized how much he cherished this kind of touch. If he could never find the person he was seven years ago, perhaps Lin Shuyang would be the only person he could touch in his life.

"What are you thinking about? When did this happen... Let me go, what is that?" Lin Shuyang was halfway through asking when he suddenly saw a glowing rope flying down from the sky.

At the end of the rope, there was a person hanging down, a handsome young man wearing a Taoist priest's uniform.

The reason why it is said to be falling is because the rope is tied around the young man's waist.

"Ahhhh~ People below get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Lin Shuyang's eyes widened, because the direction in which the young man fell was right here.

He quickly pulled Rong Xianyi and moved him aside, but the next moment, the young man still fell in front of them.

To be precise, it was the rope that brought the young man to fall in front of them.

"I'm sorry, it's a little bit disobedient." The young man steadied himself, scratched his short hair, and spoke a little naively.

It, the luminous rope, was standing strangely. One end was tied around the young man's waist, and the other end was erected in front of Rong Xianyi. The top end was slightly bent and swayed from side to side twice.

He was looking at Rong Xianyi like a human being.

Suddenly, the head of the rope swung violently. Lin Shuyang looked over and saw Chen Zhihong's escaping figure.

It was so light that it jumped up and left the roof, escaping faster than a rabbit.

"Ahhh! Here we go again!" As the young man yelled, the rope went straight towards Chen Zhihong and disappeared in an instant.

The remaining people in the yard looked at each other in confusion, as if they were all shocked by the strange scene just now, and could not recover for a long time.

"What... happened just now?" Lin Shuyang spoke first, then reacted and looked at Chen Ziqian: "The one just now, is the person you mentioned?"

Chen Ziqian sat on the ground in embarrassment, still holding the last piece of garlic in his hand, his expression a little dull, "Probably, right."

Lianyi came over and sat down directly on Chen Ziqian's wheelchair, slumping on it. "I was so tired that I had hallucinations. I actually saw a rope flying around in the sky."

Lin Shuyang said in his heart, not only are you hallucinating, but everyone present is hallucinating. He turned to look at Rong Xianyi, only to see that the latter was lowering his eyes and frowning, as if he was enduring some pain and seemed to be serious. thinking about something.

"Are you okay? Does it hurt anywhere?"

Before Rong Xianyi could speak, Chang Yu ran in from the back door. He was shocked when he saw the scene in the yard, and his eyes fell on Rong Xianyi's wrist, which was held by Lin Shuyang.

"Let go of Brother Yi!" Chang Yu ran over, pushed Lin Shuyang away, and nervously held Rong Xianyi's arm, "Brother Yi, how are you?"

Lin Shuyang was pushed by Chang Yu, and his already painful body couldn't support it at all, and he fell directly to the ground, butt first.

This is a secondary injury, he thought silently in his heart.

The next moment, Lin Shuyang rolled his eyes and lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

When the sun shone through the window and hit his eyes, he reluctantly opened his eyes. He didn't sleep very well this time, after all, it was better to go to bed early than to wake up late.

Since the first day he came here, he had never slept in, and he slept until the sun turned west.

He looked around and found that he was back in the guest room where Rong Mansion had lived before.

The broken ribs have been tied with a chest strap, and medicine has been applied to the bruised parts of his body. It seems that all the injuries on his body have been treated by doctors.

Everything that happened last night was replayed in his mind, and he tapped his eyebrows in distress.

"They're right. I'm not stupid at best, but I still claim to be smart and jumped directly into Chen Ziqian's trap. Alas."

Lin Shuyang got up with difficulty and found his coat on the chair beside the bed. Fortunately, his phone was still in his pocket and not damaged.

Suddenly, he thought of something and quickly touched his chest. The seal was gone.

Yes, Rong Xianyi will definitely take away such an important thing.

At this time, Du Qing opened the door and saw him waking up, with a happy face: "Mr. Lin, are you awake? This is great."

He greeted politely: "Uncle Du."

"The doctor said that your injury this time is not serious. You need to lie down and rest. Are you hungry? I'll ask the kitchen to make some food and bring it over."

As soon as he mentioned food, his stomach immediately responded, "Okay, then I'll trouble Uncle Du."

"No trouble." Du Qing turned to leave, and Lin Shuyang asked again: "Uncle Du, how is Mr. Rong doing?"