The heinous crime of time travel

The night in Pingyun Town has always been quiet, so quiet that no chickens or dogs bark, and the slightest movement can wake up half the people on the street.So the doors and windows were closed even tighter, and even the sporadic reflected candles were blown out.

It's nothing to do with me, but I can't hear it, but it's different when it happened in front of my house.

The old doctor rubbed his waist as if resigned to his fate, and walked out of the inner hall.

"Master...Master..." The little boy choked up, crying extremely miserably, with tears and snot dripping down his nose, and at the end he was so out of breath that he hiccupped, and he paused and paused above his shoulders, which was actually a bit cute.

He hid himself behind the old doctor. Although the old doctor was thin, he had a good spirit and a strong body, and he seemed a bit unaggressive.

The old doctor held a stump of candle in his hand, and by the light, even if he didn't poke his head out, he could clearly see the embarrassed young man in the twilight.

"Who are you?" he asked, frowning.

At first glance, this doctor looked like a scholar who had read a lot of books, and he might have passed the examination for fame.

Facing such a person, Xiao Yao never dared to talk too much, let alone glib.His father had a good friend in court, he was such a scholar, his temper was as stubborn as a donkey, he kicked his son if he didn't agree with him, if something didn't go his way, even if he was beaten to death, he was unreasonable.

So Xiao Yao corrected his complexion, and gave a simple postnatal salute to the old doctor in a serious manner, and then said, "Sir, my friend is seriously ill, Mr. is a doctor, and he is a good person. Can you help me?"

Xiao Yao's words were broken and nondescript, but the old doctor was very helpful. He waved his hand and asked the little boy to open the door and let people in.

Little Tong'er was a little displeased, he came in and heard someone muttering "You are indeed pedantic", turned around and immediately complained, "Master, he said you are pedantic!"

Xiao Yao almost slapped himself, and before the person inside opened his mouth, he sneaked in through the gap in half of the door.

The old doctor thought he was a down-and-out scholar, a child of a good family, but he didn't expect to be a shy rascal, trembling with anger, "Get out, get out of here! I'm blind."

In the lobby of the medical center, there are rattan chairs for patients to lie on their backs. Xiao Yao first put down Mu Yunshen on his back. "It came out of his mouth.

Xiao Yao couldn't argue with a patient, so he could only go to the old doctor to confess his mistake.

"Sir, sir, please do me a favor and save my friend."

There is gold under the man's knees, which is for people with backbone to hear. It's this time, who still thinks about backbone.Xiao Yao took a slippery step and knelt down in front of the old doctor with a "dong", begging for mercy and apologizing, and asking for trouble for himself.

"As long as my husband is willing to treat him, I am willing to accept any punishment!"

The old doctor held a candle and stared at him for a long time, Xiao Yao didn't dare to neglect, and looked back with the most sincere eyes in his life.Candle hearts danced and danced in his eyes, and when the old doctor turned his head away, Xiao Yao looked at everything with a little orange halo.

"Little Tong'er, you are practicing acupuncture these days, don't you lack dolls? There are ready-made dolls."

The old doctor waved his robe sleeves, and with his words, Xiao Yao immediately beamed with joy—if he was willing to punish himself, he would naturally be willing to save Mu Yunshen, this is the condition of connection.

It's true that the old doctors in the medical center are pedantic, but pedantic people generally value their promises. He looked at Mu Yunshen for a while, and then gave him his pulse.

And Xiao Yao was sitting upright on the small bench, and Tong'er was holding a stack of silver needles, roasting them on top of the flame, and piercing them all on his body.

This little baby's skill is indeed very poor, with the medical skill in his hand, he took a look and thought about it before he dared to give the needle. Voice.

Originally Xiao Yao's outfit, this appearance, the little boy was terrified, after a few injections, blood was pricked alive, and he felt that his subordinates were also human beings, so he gradually relaxed his vigilance, and his strikes were not as serious as before.

Only then did Xiao Yao breathe a sigh of relief, his body was also covered with wounds, although they were all free from flesh and blood, excessive blood loss is not a good thing.Besides, it was very cold outside, and he could passively stay awake, while the heater and incense were lit in the medical hall, making it comfortable like a home.The sleepless days had dragged down his sanity and made him drowsy.

However, the more comfortable he was, the subconsciously tense a string in Xiao Yao's mind, he had to take care of himself and Mu Yunshen, at least not to be distracted before returning to Weiyuan Escort.

"Your friend's illness is no longer a serious problem," the old doctor walked up to him at some point, with the words "sneering" written all over his face, and he handed Xiao Yao a bowl of medicine, which was sticky and black The liquid is ruined the stomach just by looking at it, "Drink it, it nourishes blood and Qi."

Xiao Yao took a look at the old doctor and drank it without even thinking about it. Although he was vigilant, he wasn't too greedy to speculate.

"Thank you, sir." At this moment, he really lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye, and he was convinced.The three needles on the top of the head trembled with the movement, the little boy pursed his lips, the tears were dried by the warm basin and turned into traces, but now he laughed again, he was really young, innocent and romantic.

"So... sir, when can I take my friend away?"

Xiao Yao dog-leggedly followed behind the old doctor, staring at his hand holding the pen, the ink blot fell down and fainted on the paper because he paused in the space for a long time, the old doctor didn't care, the words were like dragons and snakes, leaving a moment Post prescriptions.

"That young man is the young head of the Weiyuan Escort, right?"

The old doctor picked up the prescription, dried it, and glanced at Xiao Yao with sharp eyes, "All the doctors in this town have shown it to him, so you don't have to hide it."

"Don't dare...he is indeed Mr. Mu."

When people get old, the skin is a little loose after all, drooping on the eyes, covering the old doctor's gaze into a line, and it is this line, which is always filled with the care and blame of the elders, making Xiao Yao break out in a cold sweat.

"This baby has a weak physique and has been suffering from chronic illnesses. Even if he can be cured now, he must always pay attention in the future." The old doctor led the little boy to grab the medicine, and then told Xiao Yao, "There is still you!"

Xiao Yao was agitated, and stood up straight reflexively. The old doctor was very satisfied with his reaction, and said slowly, "Although you are young and seem to have learned martial arts, no one's body can withstand such a toss. Go back and take good care of me too!"

"Yes yes yes." Xiao Yao nodded, faster than chickens pecking rice, the old doctor was a little dazzled.

Maybe it was the temperature and the wicker chair that soothed the sick body, or maybe it was the old doctor's amazing medical skills. Mu Yunshen's eyelids trembled and wrinkled in the middle, showing a tendency to wake up gradually.

He has always been a little unkind, even if his eyes are concentrated, when he looks at a person, he seems to be lonely, and there is nothing in his eyes.But at this moment, Mu Yunshen's eyes were a little dazed, he stared fixedly at Fang Liang, and didn't speak, his whole body was stunned and lifeless.

If it is said that the sharp-edged Mu Yunshen made Xiao Yao want to back away, then the current him made Xiao Yao feel sad, complete self-denial and loathing, even worse than the death of the dead, and at this moment, Mu Yunshen I didn't realize it myself.

This state dissipated quickly, like an illusion, Mu Yunshen was very disgusted with Xiao Yao's gaze staring at him, he coughed twice, but he didn't care that he was in a strange place.

Mu Yun's deep cough was like gravel rolling in his chest, roughly stroking his blood, Xiao Yao recovered from the shock, and hurriedly poured water for him.

"How long have I been in a coma?" His voice recovered little by little under the nourishment of the tea. Mu Yunshen's calmness almost didn't belong to his age. He hardly cared about his illness, as if he always had other thoughts on his mind. .

Xiao Yao waited for him to drink the water before saying: "It's not long, just over two hours."

"Oh? I woke up so quickly, I thought I would have to wait until tomorrow morning at least." The old doctor said, putting his hand on Mu Yun's deep veins, "Young man, why are you so anxious?"

When Mu Yunshen died, he was already in his thirties, but the reborn body was much younger, 24 or [-] years old, pampered and spoiled, and his face became more delicate.

"Doctor Lao, don't worry." He withdrew his right hand calmly, "They are all old problems, just take care of them. I have something to do at home, so I can't stay here for long."

Mu Yunshen cast a look over, and Xiao Yao immediately nodded in agreement, "That's right, you can grab the side medicine and I'll just take it back."

A childhood friend, a donkey-tempered pedant, Xiao Yao can't afford to offend anyone, and he closes his eyelids after speaking—playing dead.

"Okay, okay..." The old doctor laughed back angrily, he took the medicine bag from the boy, and stuffed it into Xiao Yao's arms, "I was like a grandson when I begged me, now I have the strength to diagnose myself Yes, good good good good!"

These words were like a slap on Xiao Yao's face, and it was burning hot. He squinted his face and winked at the little boy next to him who didn't dare to make a fuss. One meant "very tempered" and the other meant "" You just know wow."

"Get out of here! Lead my disciple!"

Seeing the old doctor's appearance, Xiao Yao wished he could pick up the things at hand and throw them at him. His reaction was also quick, he rushed over like a monkey, carried Mu Yunshen on his back and ran away.

Fortunately, the horses raised by the Weiyuan Escort Bureau are all loyal old horses, and they obediently waited at the door of the medical hall without a tether. Xiao Yao and the watery horse looked at each other for a long time, and were still worried when the door was hung.

When he came here, Mu Yunshen was in a coma, and he would not resist even if he put someone on the horse without politeness, but now he can't.

"You... go back."

The voice from behind was emotionless, and it was obvious that Mu Yunshen was not moved by his "careful" care. Xiao Yao put Mu Yunshen down as if resigned to his fate, let him ride the horse, and took the lead in front The little servant, it can be regarded as paying off the debt of tossing him.