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The boy was very strange these few days, his face turned pale and he didn't want to sleep on the same bed with him. Could it be that what he said that day was heard, so Manman resisted a little?Some resistance, do you want to leave him?

It's still the same today, He Zijing wanted to smoke a big cigarette when he was agitated, and just as he raised the pipe, Man Man walked in, and he stopped Man Man.

"Second Young Master has exhausted his portion for today."

"I'm addicted to cigarettes, I want to smoke."

"Second young master, you don't have to smoke like this. Second young master, please restrain yourself. Recently, the addiction to smoking has eased a lot. Maybe you won't commit it in a short time. Second young master, give me the cigarette stick..."

Manman stretched out his hand, the injury on his arm made him grit his teeth and dare not make a sound, for fear that the second young master would find out and stop him from continuing to do so.

"Do I really want to smoke if my face is covered with snot and tears? And you are just a slave, why do you care about me?"

"Second young master, your addiction to smoking has improved a lot, so don't take it seriously again."

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." He Zijing threw the cigarette stick to the ground and left the room by himself. He waited stiffly for a while, making sure that He Zijing had left completely, and then slowly stood up. When he got up, his whole body was trembling. Go and put things away.

He doesn't know how long he can bear it. Now his body is getting weaker and weaker. He is afraid that he will lose He Zijing's illness suddenly and no one will go to the doctor. He feels very uncomfortable. Seeing He Zijing addicted to smoking again makes him nervous and helpless. It is possible that He Zijing will be like before, a kind of torture both physically and mentally, and he does not want He Zijing to become like before.

"That idiot can do this for the second young master, gouging out the flesh, if it is my second young master, even if it gives me a great benefit, I would not go out and give the second young master a medical treatment, let alone such a thing. "

"But the second young master has indeed become much more energetic during this time."

"Hey, one life for another. I didn't know that idiot could do this. This morning he knelt down and begged me. If he was leaving, let me take his place. He thought I was just as stupid as him."

"Haha, how could he find you! We don't have such a blessing."

"The devil wants it!"

When he walked to the door and pushed open the wooden door, his beating heart beat slowly calmed down.

The smile on the face of the people inside froze, He Zijing curled his lips and said, "I'm here to ask for some food. Recently, I see that my 'fool' is short of energy and blood. Can you get me some blood-replenishing things!"

The idiot He Zijing gritted his teeth and said, he was both angry and distressed, he also blamed him for not being close to him recently, so it turned out that this idiot gouged out his own flesh to help him quit smoking.

"I'll get it right away."

"Make ginseng stewed chicken again."

"have to."

"Send me to my room later."

"have to."

He Zijing was about to turn back but felt guilty and stood outside the door with his hands behind his back. His condition has indeed improved a lot in recent days. Could it be that the human flesh has some effect?I don't know if it's because of selfishness that he actually wants to pretend that he doesn't know about it, and he wants to get better.

The window was open and He Zijing looked in from the window. Manman was mending the cloth that was gathered from a hundred families, and the pieces of cloth were almost put together. He Zijing stomped his feet on purpose, and when he pushed the door and went in, Manman had already packed the things. Hidden.

"Second young master, you are back."

"Well, let's go out for a walk to get rid of the cigarette addiction."

"Don't you want to smoke now?"

"I don't want to, I got angry at you again just now..."

"It doesn't matter, it's the second young master's person, and the second young master can do whatever he wants. I also know that the second young master is very reluctant to let go of his illness, but it doesn't matter, I will accompany you to slowly get better."

Hearing this, He Zijing's heart was naturally touched. He wanted to stop him, but he pinned his last hope on Man Man. cigarette.

Manman will prepare some every day and put some on the table after smoking, and then it will be gone, so he doesn't know where to put the big cigarettes!

"Second young master, you bite my arm and don't smoke any more."

"If I don't bite you, can you smoke me a little?"

"No, Second Young Master bear with it, ah—"

He Zijing grabbed Manman's arm and began to bite. The craving for cigarettes was very uncomfortable, and he couldn't wear it out, but when his teeth touched the recess, he was completely awake, rolled up Manman's sleeve and bent his arm. The shocking arm made him retch.

Man Man was not properly bandaged, and the messy cloth wrapped around his arm had turned into a kind of purplish red paste cloth. Seeing this, Man Man immediately covered his arm with his sleeve.

"Yesterday, I fell and rubbed off a piece of flesh. It doesn't matter. It will be born soon. I forgot about it. I even let the second young master bite my hand. Second young master, rinse your mouth quickly."

Manman poured a cup of tea and handed it to He Zijing, He Zijing hugged him into his arms, stroking his skinny body.

"I'm sorry Manman."

"What did you say? It's clearly my fault. Second Young Master, you should rest well and I'll get you something to eat."

"Manman, don't be so busy, the cook will send me to my room later."

"Didn't the second young master agree that I will prepare all your meals?"

"There will be opportunities in the future. Today you can rest well. What are you going to do with your hands broken like this? What can you do if your wounds are inflamed and festered!"

The inflammation and festering should have passed long ago. Manman probably started refusing to share the bed with him. It has been less than half a month, but he didn't realize how many wounds like this are still on Manman's body.

He Zijing helped Manman to sit down, and after a while the cook brought in the prepared things. He Zijing filled a bowl of soup, scooped a spoonful of it, cooled it by his mouth, and then moved it to Manman's mouth.

"Second young master, I will come by myself..."

"I want to do something."

"Then the second young master eat more..."

"Open your mouth."

Manman obediently opened her mouth and even put the spoon in her mouth, her eyes were full of smiles.

"Second young master is really kind to me."

He Zijing buried his face, ashamed of Manman, he could treat Manman as a great kindness by doing a little thing, but he still wanted him to use his flesh and blood to quit opium.