Quickly wear! Bind to the scumbag transformation system

At night, Yun Qianhe knelt beside the bed, feeling Shen Yutang's pulse, his brows furrowed and his face looked very ugly.

Shen Yutang lay on the bed, expressionlessly retracting his arms, looking at the neon gauze curtain above the bed:

"Tell me the truth, what's going on?"

Yun Qianhe seemed to be holding back his sobs, and took two steps back and kowtowed, saying: "My medical skills are not good enough, please punish me, Master."

Half of his tendons and veins were broken. Not only could he no longer practice martial arts, even if he survived now, he would be weaker than an ordinary person in the future.

Coupled with Shen Yutang's old injury, Yun Qianhe's heart was filled with gloom. For the first time, he felt that everything he had learned in his life was useless. It was a pity that he used to be complacent and called himself a miracle doctor.

Pah! I slapped myself.

Shen Yutang then retracted his gaze, turned his head and glanced at him lazily, with no sadness or joy:

"Is it worth it? I'm not dead, I'm just a cripple, right?"

Yun Qianhe's cheeks were red and swollen, with resentment:

"Master, Fang Tianwen has been deposed, and Elder Shi and his men were so angry that they chopped off his arm. Now we are just waiting for your order. How are we going to deal with this traitor?"

"Throw them into the Ten Thousand Snake Cave, and leave the Xuanyi Guards to Elder Shi for disposal."

"Yes, I will obey your command."

Yun Qianhe stood up, glanced at the blurry figure outside the paper window, raised his head hesitantly and said:

"Master, are you really not going to see him? It was thanks to him that he came to save you that day that we, the subordinates, knew that something happened on the cliff top."

Shen Yutang didn't say anything. After a while, he said calmly, "I'm tired, let's go out."

Seeing that Shen Yutang looked exhausted, Yun Qianhe could only swallow back what he was about to say and bowed to take his leave.

When he got out of the door, Yu Fan came up to him and asked with concern, "How is he?"

Yun Qianhe glanced at the door behind him, dragged Yu Fan away, shook his head, and said hatefully:

"That damned bastard Fang Tianwen took advantage of the leader's practice and severely injured him, causing disorder in his tendons and veins and severe internal injuries. The leader then forcefully activated his internal energy, causing his tendons and veins to break."

At this point, Yun Qianhe wiped his eyes with his sleeve and said, "The leader can no longer practice martial arts."

After saying that, he suddenly thought of something and wiped his face fiercely, with strong hatred in his eyes: "It's not that easy to enter the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave. I'm going to cut him into pieces first."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

The door was pushed open. Shen Yutang looked sideways at the wall and said impatiently, "I'm tired. Didn't I tell you to leave?"

Seeing that no one responded, he felt something was wrong and suddenly stood up and looked back.

He said angrily: "Who let you in? Where is the person at the door?"

Yu Fan was holding the medicine, and seeing that he was moving too much, he quickly put the medicine on the bedside and went over to hold him down:

"Everyone has been called away by this poor monk. The donor has internal injuries, please don't move."

"Who cares? What right do you have to order my people around? Get out of here. I don't want to see you."

Yu Fan saw that his face looked bad, even his lips were pale, and said distressedly:

"The medicine Yun Qianhe prescribed has the effect of replenishing blood. The donor has lost too much blood. Please drink the medicine first."

As he spoke, he picked up the bowl, scooped a spoonful, blew on it, and handed it to his mouth.

Shen Yutang's eyes were sore, and he knocked over the medicine bowl with a wave of his hand. He grabbed Yu Fan's collar with both hands and asked tearfully:

"Who asked you to be kind? Aren't you the abbot of Huangjue Temple? Why do you still care about me? Go away. I don't need you."

After saying that, she kept pushing him.

The words were cold, but there was a barely perceptible sadness in Shen Yutang's starry eyes. Yu Fan felt uncomfortable and subconsciously hugged him in his arms, saying softly:

"No, I won't leave until you get better."

The tears in Shen Yutang's eyes could no longer be stopped, and they slid down like drops in a line. The tears wet Yu Fan's neck, but he did not hear any crying.

I slightly pushed the person in my arms away, and saw that his eyes were red and full of grievance and pain. He was crying silently, just like last time in the woods outside Qingshan City.

Yu Fan's heart felt like it was being pulled at, and it hurt so much that he couldn't breathe. He now knew what Shen Yutang's childhood experiences were. If he hadn't been so strong, he would have probably collapsed long ago.

All the emotions in his heart finally turned into a kiss of pity. Yu Fan's lips gently touched Shen Yutang's forehead, and his voice was hoarse:

"Be good, stop biting me, it hurts me"

These words were extremely gentle, and Master Shen was stunned. He stared at Yu Fan with his misty eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he heard, and touched his forehead foolishly.

"You, what do you do?"

Yu Fan thought he was adorable and couldn't help but lean over and kiss him on the corner of his eyes. His tears tasted bitter and salty.

Yu Fan told himself that he didn't want to make this man cry anymore, and it would be better for him to live freely and unrestrainedly like before.

Shen Yutang's face flushed when he realized what was happening. He didn't know how to face Yu Fan for a moment. He turned his head and stammered:

"You monk, you are so insolent"

After saying that, he ignored Yu Fan anymore.

When Yu Fan saw that his face had become a little rosier, he felt less anxious. He called the servants to bring another bowl of medicine and insisted that Shen Yutang drink it.

Shen Yutang felt uneasy and wanted to take it and drink it himself, then quickly let the man go. His heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was about to jump out of his throat.

Yu Fan glanced at his wrist that had been medicated and shook his head: "I'll feed you."

After saying that, he blew a spoonful of medicine over and fed it to Shen Yutang's mouth. It was not until the bowl of medicine was finished that the great leader Shen reacted and frowned:

"It's so bitter, you monk, do you want to poison me?"

You're making trouble again. Were you drinking just fine?

Yu Fan felt helpless and amused, so he took a candied fruit from the candied fruit box and stuffed it into his mouth.

Shen Yutang then relaxed his frown and smiled happily again. With his eyebrows raised, he smiled proudly and beautifully.

Yu Fan was actually mesmerized for a moment, his eyes full of tenderness as he looked at Shen Yutang intently.

Only then did Master Shen feel embarrassed, and the feeling of heartbeat came back.

He quickly raised his sleeves to cover his face, but then he felt that he was afraid of the monk, so he put them down in a huff and gave Yu Fan a cold look:

"I am tired, please leave."

The more Yu Fan looked at the person in front of him, the more he liked him. He couldn't let go of his arrogant look and slowly raised the corners of his mouth:

"Okay, then, have a good rest, I'll take my leave."

After saying that, he really walked towards the door without any reluctance.

Shen Yutang looked at his back and subconsciously opened his mouth, then closed it again, feeling suffocated by the breath stuck in his chest.

A stinky monk who doesn't understand romance.

I told you to go and you really went. You lowered your head feeling aggrieved, and fell on the bed hugging the quilt. You treated the quilt as if it were that bastard, pulling and kneading it bit by bit.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind: "If you pull it again, the cotton will come out. Please show mercy, Master Shen."

Shen Yutang turned around in surprise: "You didn't leave?"

Yu Fan raised his Buddha's hand, looked at him and smiled faintly:

"I'm afraid I can't leave. I'm afraid that when I come back tomorrow morning, everything in this room will be destroyed by someone. Wouldn't that be my fault?"