The reborn medical concubine is not easy to mess with

He was lost in thought, thinking in his mind that this little girl could not only untie the colorful silk threads on his body but also observe the sky, and help them avoid that unreasonable disaster.

He always felt that the little girl standing in front of him had too many secrets.

Just now, when she touched him, his heart was beating faster, as if it was about to jump out of his body.

"Elder brother! What's wrong with you?" Zheng Minghui's thin voice reached Xiang Ruye's ears, interrupting his thoughts.

Hearing Zheng Minghui's remarks, Xiang Ruye came back to his senses. When he looked up at Zheng Minghui, he realized that the little girl's pure eyes were looking at him. For a moment, he was stunned as if the world It was eclipsed, and the air suddenly solidified.

Seeing Xiang Ruye looking at her but remaining silent, Zheng Minghui felt strange in her heart. She stretched out her little hand to touch Xiang Ruye's forehead, and a cold feeling swept over her instantly.

The touch of the weak and boneless hands was as fragrant as the night, as if being shocked by electricity, the blood all over the body was boiling, and the heart seemed to be fried.

"Senior Brother, you don't have a fever yet? Why are you so sick? But you don't feel well?" Zheng Minghui took her hand from his forehead, and then checked Xiang Ruye's pulse. During this period, Zheng Minghui's little face was wrinkled, as if there were wrinkles. At a glance, she didn't look like a little girl who was only six years old, but like an old lady in her sixties or seventies. She looked extremely serious. Seriously, after half a cup of tea, he withdrew his little hand, raised his head to look at Xiang Ruye, and a thin voice came into his ears: "Aside from your accelerated heartbeat, there is nothing serious, but you look like you are sick. , are you really okay?"

"If Senior Brother is feeling unwell, we don't need to go shopping. We should go back and rest first!"

Zheng Minghui's voice reached her ears, and her deep eyes, as fragrant as the night, stared at Zheng Minghui. She paused for a moment, and her eyes slowly fell on Zheng Minghui: "I, am I in good health? Ying'er, don't worry!"

A smile as bright as the sunset caught Zheng Minghui's eyes.

After hearing these remarks, Zheng Minghui breathed a sigh of relief: "It'll be fine if nothing happens!"

"There are monkey performers over there, let's go and see the excitement!"

Faintly, Zheng Minghui heard noisy sounds in her ears, and she immediately took Xiang Ruye's hand and walked towards the crowd...

When Zheng Minghui and Xiang Ruye arrived at the monkey show, there was an old man in his seventies surrounded by the crowd. Next to him was a very thin little monkey. The little monkey was so thin that his bones were almost visible. At first glance, they thought it was sickly in front of them, and there was a circle of fire burning...

"You can tell at a glance that this monkey is sick. Can you do that?"

"I don't really believe it either!"

"The fire is too big, I don't know if it can be done?"

With the sound echoing in her ears, Zheng Minghui's eyes fell on the little monkey.

"Dudu" only heard a loud noise, and it fell into the monkey's ears, as if it had been injected with chicken blood. It was no longer as sickly as before, but suddenly gained strength.

He rushed directly towards the fire ring and jumped over it. For a moment, everyone began to hold their breath. They never expected that this thin little monkey would be so capable and could actually jump over this blazing fire. lock up.

The sound of applause and cheers echoed in the ears, and Zheng Minghui's little face was filled with a smile as bright as the sunset.

The person next to him is not interested in monkey tricks, but he is very interested in the little girl next to him. She is almost a secret existence.

His eyes were fixed on Zheng Minghui, and he lost his mind for a moment.

When he came to his senses, the monkey show was over and the crowd was gradually dissipating...

"Elder brother, what's going on? Why are you so distracted?" Zheng Minghui's childish voice reached his ears.

After coming back to his senses, he looked at Zheng Minghui, and then he realized that the little girl's eyes were looking at him.

"I'm fine!" An evil smile appeared on Xiang Ruye's face, which caught Zheng Minghui's eyes.

This smile seemed to make the world suddenly eclipse the vastness.

When Zheng Minghui saw her, she was a little crazy. There was such a beautiful smile in this world.

"Shall we go shopping somewhere else?" Zheng Minghui's voice reached her ears, and her little hand actually held Xiang Ruye's hand.

"it is good!"

A warm feeling swept over him immediately. This was the second time Ying'er took the initiative to hold his hand today.

This weak, boneless hand made his heart beat faster, his face was burning with pain, and his head was buzzing.

Just as he was about to leave here, he heard a sound coming into his ears: "Hey, did you make a lot of money today? Have you prepared the money?"

A large group of gangsters surrounded the old man in the center. The man who spoke looked fierce and his attitude was not particularly friendly.

Zheng Minghui suddenly stopped: "Senior Brother, these people may have bad intentions. Let's take a look!"

"Ok!"

The old man's weak voice came to my ears: "Uncle, just do it and spare me! I have a small business too!"

But as soon as he heard the old man's words, he saw the ferocious man kicking the old man in the heart.

With a "pop" sound, the old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, looking very embarrassed.

"Your son, who is addicted to gambling, owes our Bailefang five thousand taels of silver. Today is the deadline. If you don't hand over the five thousand taels of silver, I will break one of his arms first!" As soon as the ferocious man's voice fell, the man covered in blood was carried up by the servants.

When the old man's eyes fell on the son who was being carried on the stretcher, he felt as if a piece of his heart had been dug out. He was already tortured to the point of despair. He sighed, closed his eyes tightly, and did not care about his life or death.

But his son's voice reached his ears: "Dad, you have to save your son! They beat him half to death..."

The sad voice echoed in my ears.

"As long as you give me five thousand taels of silver, you can save your son. Don't you want your son to get married and start a career? Once this incident is over, your son will listen to his father in everything. He will definitely be filial to his father, provide for him until the end of his life, and for us." The family continues the family lineage!”

These remarks were touching and touching, making people feel a little moved after hearing them. When the old man heard these remarks, he suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze fell on the man like a torch, with a look of disappointment, and his voice came into his ears in a thin voice. : "Kill or behead him, whatever you like!"

"He has nothing to do with me, and the debt he owes has nothing to do with me. I have severed the relationship between father and son with him long ago. Is it unjustifiable for you to ask me for debt?"

The cold and biting voice reached the ears, and it was as cold as if they were in the ice and snow, making people shudder and tremble with fear.

This son, he had promised him this way before, but that time it was just for the count? He was so confident that he went to Paramount again and again to gamble and borrow money from usury, and now he even thought that he could wipe his ass for him...

What a wishful thinking.

Hearing these remarks, the man's face became ferocious and he cursed: "What kind of father are you? You are so cruel that you handed over your son to these murderers. Do you know that by doing this, you indirectly killed me? You are so right." Will you live with my dead mother? Have you forgotten how you promised her?"

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