I broke my sleeves with the son

Fiji tightened his grip on the people on his back, galloped a few more steps, passed an alley, and finally saw a sporadic fire, and ran over quickly without looking at what it was for.

Mr. Jiang has been a doctor in Jinzhou City for more than ten years, and his medical skills have not improved much. The only thing that has improved is that his ability to fool people has become more powerful.

He took a free apprentice in the beggar's den, fed and lived in him, and raised his son.

People are old and can't sit still.Today, when the big show is being sung, I have to make a fuss to watch it. His apprentice is also filial, and he will accompany him after closing the door.

After sitting for a while, a strong wind blew up, and the person who was blown panicked, so he hurriedly asked to help him back.

He just opened the store door, lit a white candle, and wanted to let his apprentice squeeze his feet before going to bed, but the door was kicked open with a bang. The door has been in disrepair for a long time, and it has fallen apart , now being kicked, it is even more crumbling.

Old Doctor Jiang was so distressed that he had to put on a posture again.

I got the man's pulse, but he couldn't see what the problem was, so he stroked his white beard, looked at his apprentice, and said: "Today, you are just playing and going to a big show, I don't care about it, I just test you , you go and check this man's pulse."

Then he flicked the sweaty man standing next to him, and said, "Don't worry, young man. I just watched it. It's not a serious illness. But I don't want to say too much. Just wait for a while, and wait until I, a stupid idiot, finish reading it. I'll say it again."

The old man was careless, and he still remembered that this man kicked his door open.

His apprentice was also stupid, to touch the sick man's face.

That face was obviously covered with something, and he didn't want to let others see it, but he still touched it!

Don't even look at the face of the person next to him is already dark?Putting it inside and out, he, an ordinary old man, couldn't stand it.

So he coughed, called his apprentice back, asked a few decent questions, and went to prescribe medicine.

He even asked a few questions while driving, as if he really understood the disease.

Fiji walked outside with people on its back, the cumulus clouds in the sky had dispersed, revealing a yellowish moon.

The weather is changing so fast, Fiji thought, it's like a human mind can change in the blink of an eye.

The people behind him were sound asleep, and Fiji turned upside down.

The moonlight sprinkled on the spacious bluestone road, pale white light, a little cold, not at all the warmth that shone through the window that day.

Maybe it's because of people.

"Are those your acquaintances?" Fiji asked, but no one answered him.

"I don't like that Zhao Zishu." Fiji stated, her tone was not as gentle as before, but rather dull.

"That Chu Xun's clothes really look like you." He sighed, the wind blowing on his face felt very comfortable.

"But you are still prettier than him." Fiji's tone was a little shy, and he said depressed again: "Aren't you disguised? How do they recognize you?"

"Or did you not use your own face when you were in the capital? Or..."

Fiji slowly said his guess, and said to himself, if someone bumped into him, he would definitely call him crazy.

A shadow, and another shadow being carried on its back walked slowly under the moonlight, gradually merging into one.

Fei Yanqi silently looked at the two people who were walking away, the corners of her mouth curled up in a sarcastic smile.

She raised her head, only felt that there seemed to be a few gaps in her heart, it was cold, it was blown to pieces by the wind, and she couldn't put it together, it just made her feel uncomfortable.

The corners of her eyes were wet, and then her cheeks, Fei Yanqi didn't dare to touch them, she stood quietly, waiting and waiting, finally, the tears stopped coming from her eyes, she walked slowly over the bluestone slab.

However, this time it was alone.

Jiang Luoqing vaguely felt someone whispering in his ear, he frowned, trying to open his eyes to see who that person was and hear what that person was saying.

It was as if a thousand gold boulders had fallen on the eyelids, and they couldn't be lifted no matter what.It felt like a bug had been drilled in his head, humming and hurting.The ears seemed to be covered with a layer of veil, and the words could not be heard clearly.

The only sense is discomfort.

He didn't last long before he tilted his head and fell asleep.

It was dusk when I woke up again, and there was a red candle on the bedside. The spark had already burned and only half of the candle was left, revealing the sharp tip with rust.

One side of the curtain was lowered, the windows were tightly closed, and a few candles were placed in the compartment, slightly illuminating the rather small space.

The screen in the room was pulled out, disconnecting the front door from the carved wooden bed, which meant a bit of privacy.

The door was pushed open, Jiang Luoqing tilted her head, her eyes flicked slightly, then retracted and closed.

It was so uncomfortable that even the eyes hurt.

"Junior Brother?" The clear voice asked tentatively.

Jiang Luoqing's throat was burning with pain, and the pain was endless, so he just snorted out of his nose as a response.

Fiji heard a faint hum on the bed, and his hands trembled, then he put the wooden plate on the round table and walked quickly to the bed.

The person on the bed has been washed off the face mud, but the cinnabar mole was covered with a special technique.

His complexion was still pale, and his brows furrowed even tighter. Hearing his footsteps, he raised his eyelids to look at him, and then closed them again.

Fiji blinked his eyes several times, and asked in a dry voice, "Are you awake? What's wrong with you? Do you want some water? Let me bring you something to eat?"

But before turning around, the person on the bed closed his eyes and called hoarsely, "Water..."

Jiang Luoqing closed his eyes and was slowly helped up. He didn't know why his eyes hurt, and he couldn't even stand the pain on his eyelids.

There was a cold and smooth touch on his mouth, and he took a few sips of water before lying down again.

The sound of footsteps disappeared, and he curled up on his side, slowly falling asleep.

"Is he awake?" a gentle old voice asked.

"Woke up, but fell asleep again." The female voice with a soft voice but a cold tone replied.

"Oh...then, when are you leaving?" the old voice continued to ask.

"Wait, wait, wait until he wakes up." The female voice replied.

"But……"

"I've made up my mind."

"it is good……"

Jiang Luoqing felt a pair of warm and cool hands touch her forehead, and she left immediately.

He tried to open his eyes to look, but he saw that Senior Brother Fei was frowning slightly looking at him, and the warm and smiling eyes in the past were replaced by worry.

He opened his mouth, but still only uttered one word.

"water……"

Fiji quickly poured water for him, helped him up again, and stuffed a pillow behind him to let him try to hold the water glass.

As a result, he took it a few times, but they all hung down weakly. There was no way, so Fiji fed him.

Jiang Luoqing drank some water, and he felt better. He coughed slightly, cleared his throat, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with me?"

Fiji smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just a cold."

Jiang Luoqing let out a breath slowly, and said in a deep voice: "I know my own body, brother, tell me, don't hide it from me."

Although he was seriously ill, his tone was firm and his words were clear, making it impossible for Fiji to answer.

After being silent for a while, he sighed and said, "It's Tao Xin."

Jiang Luoqing hummed, remained silent for a while, and said, "What else?"

Fiji didn't speak, just sat quietly by the bed for a long time, he frowned and said in a frustrated tone, "Don't worry, you're fine."

Jiang Luoqing didn't speak, just turned her wrist and looked at it quietly, as if there were some extinct ancient books on it.

Fiji smiled bitterly and asked him, "What do you want to eat? I'll ask someone to do it."

Jiang Luoqing glanced at him from the side, closed his eyes, and said wearily, "Let's have white porridge."

"Well, you rest first." Fiji stood up, turned his body sideways, and his face was hidden in the shadow.

He said, "I'll go out first."

After saying that, he bypassed the screen, opened the door and went out.

After Jiang Luoqing and the others went out, they breathed a sigh of relief.

What he can feel now is that there is not much internal force left in his body, which makes him who has always paid attention to force extremely helpless and panicked.

The reason why he said that this was not Taoxin's misfortune was because he checked Taoxin's characteristics when he was investigating Tao Ji.

The following people said in the news presented to him.

[Tao Xin, born as a son.

The person who wins the peach letter has skin like agar, color like peach blossom, red lips without spots, and hair like ebony, which is really beautiful and beautiful.

Just keep in mind that those who get the peach letter will have to endure the pain of being reborn in the first few days, so that the color will not change, but it will be the same as before. 】

The news was written in full. When he fell asleep for the second time, he guessed that it was Tao Xin, but Fiji's behavior was too abnormal.

Moreover, according to his later investigation, Tao Xin's rebirth was just drowsy, and it was completely unable to reach the current state of chronic illness.

So he tried Fiji, but he didn't expect that there would be problems in this trial.

Jiang Luoqing sat quietly on the wooden bed, and slowly stroked the finely carved bedside with his fingers. The cold touch came from his fingertips, which slightly relieved the burning pain in his head.

For Fiji to protect a person in such a way regardless of the affection of fellow apprentices, it must have something to do with Fiji.

As far as he knows so far, there are some Fiji cousins, and... Fijian relatives.

Jiang Luoqing narrowed his eyes, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration. Fiji once said that he found the person he liked that day, but the person he liked was among the group of people with cinnabar moles.

So, the scope is narrowed, and now there is only one problem left.

Why do you want to kill him?

As the saying goes: businessmen can't get up early without profit.

This sentence is also applicable to ordinary people. What good is it to kill him or hurt him?

He kept his background a secret in the sect, and he had no acquaintances. Generally, people at most thought that he was the young master of a certain official family in the capital, or the son of a rich family.

Therefore, it is unlikely to go for his wealth and background.

Furthermore... wait!

Jiang Luoqing was startled suddenly, she didn't think much about it because of her physical problems, but now she thinks about it carefully.

How did Zhao Zishu and Chu Xun recognize him? !

He used his real face in the capital, but when he met those two people that day, he made a face that he had never used in the capital!

Moreover, he met Zhao Zishu and Chu Xun at most once, and he couldn't believe that he was recognized by these two because of his temperament.