Rivers and Lakes Records

While shaking in a daze, Lu Mingtong felt someone talking in detail.

He was gently placed on the bed, and the moment his head touched the pillow, someone eagerly took his hand and called softly, "Master? Master?"

This scene seemed to overlap vaguely with a scene from long ago. Lu Mingtong stretched out a relaxed smile, and fell asleep peacefully.

Lu Douya looked at his peaceful face, and raised her head to look at Feng Ji in a state of bewilderment: "Master Feng, what is this, young master?"

"Drink too much, let him sleep."

Lu Douya nodded, and went down to fetch water for Lu Mingtong. There was a white figure standing beside the bed, frowning and disapproving: "Alcohol hurts the most. His memory hasn't recovered yet. Why don't you look at it a little bit and let him see it?" Did he drink like this?"

Feng Ji sighed helplessly, Lu Mingtong didn't tell him when he went out this time, if Lu Douya didn't find someone to come to the door to ask for a long time, I'm afraid he would have a night of drinking outside with the Yang brothers tonight and go crazy .

"I miscalculated." Feng Ji said: "I thought he was going to discuss business with Mr. Yang, but he sneaked out to drink."

His tone was like an old mother who is not good at taking care of her children. Duan Heng glanced at him lightly, and reached out to hold Lu Mingtong's wrist hanging by the bed.

Feng Ji covered the quilt and looked at him questioningly: "How?"

Duan Heng's brows became tighter and tighter, and he put down his wrist after a while: "It's not very good."

"What do you mean?" Feng Ji stuffed his hands into the quilt, and his voice sank: "Is it not getting better?"

"A little bit, but it doesn't match the time I calculated." Duan Heng said: "It should not be so."

He turned around and sat at the table, holding up his sleeves and began to write the prescription silently.Feng Ji walked to his side, his eyes skipped over the paper, Angelica, Yimu, Fuling...there was no difference from the prescription he prescribed in Lucheng last time.

"Are you sure you made the medicine according to this list?" Duan Heng was even more surprised when he heard it: "Then it shouldn't be like this now. Has the matter of vitalizing the pulse been delayed?"

"Every day I was with him, I never delayed." Feng Ji's eyes darkened, and he suddenly remembered something Lu Mingtong had mentioned: "If sugar is added to the medicine, it will have an effect. ?"

"It doesn't affect much." Duan Heng gave him a strange look: "You add sugar to him every time? How can you be so spoiled!"

It was rare for Feng Ji to be reprimanded, and he was stunned: "No... only ate a few times, but he probably ate a lot when he was in Lu's house, could it be because of this?"

"No." Duan Heng guessed: "Maybe no one in the Lu family is watching him, so he is lazy and doesn't take medicine because he is afraid of suffering." After saying that, he said slightly reproachfully: "Don't pamper him carelessly."

Feng Ji: "..."

At this time, Lu Douya was fetching water and came in, and said casually: "No, the young master is very obedient, and he takes medicine on time every day at Lu's house."

He wrung out the towel and wiped off the smell of alcohol on Lu Mingtong's body, feeling a little worried: "But the young master is so drunk today, how can he still take medicine?"

"It's okay to stop for a day." Duan Heng said: "Wait until Mr. Lu wakes up, I have to change the medicine for him."

After he finished speaking, he left, Feng Ji still stood there, as if he was thinking about something.

Lu Mingtong had a weird dream.

In the dream, the news about his liking for Feng Ji got out for some reason, causing the whole world to be furious.

Someone tied him into a ball and threw him on the stage of the martial arts conference for thousands of people to scold him.The gentle and handsome Xiao Lang had already cultivated Taoism and become a fairy at some point, when he heard this, he came angrily on the white clouds, and said to him: "A friend's wife should not be bullied, Mr. Lu, I regard you as a friend, how can you treat me like this! "

After saying that, he walked away, leaving behind a shining piece of immortal energy, Feng Ji followed behind him in tears and explained his innocence: "Xiao Xianzi, Xiao Xianzi! There is nothing between me and him, you believe me! Why should I If I want to abandon you and choose him, I'm not a fool!"

Everyone in the audience shed tears for this earth-shattering truth, and someone started throwing rotten eggs on the stage: "Shameless! Break up the couple!"

"Look at yourself, then look at Fairy Xiao, are you worthy!"

"We misjudged you, get out of the rivers and lakes!"

"Don't throw it away, don't throw it away..." Lu Mingtong twisted his body left and right to avoid the attacks of those rotten eggs, but was hit all over his face, and he shouted in a broken voice, "Don't throw it away!"

Consciousness finally broke through the shackles and returned to the body, and the disdainful faces around him also disappeared in an instant.Lu Mingtong stared blankly at the emptiness above his head, panted for a long time, and then patted his chest with lingering fear: "Fortunately, fortunately it was just a dream."

His stomach was empty, and his head was drowsy as if it had been filled with water. Lu Mingtong spread his limbs and shouted: "Bean sprouts!"

There was movement outside the door, Lu Mingtong said again: "I'm so hungry."

The sound of the bottom of the porcelain bowl colliding with the table sounded, Feng Ji walked up to him and looked down at him: "You still know you're hungry?"

Lu Mingtong was startled by the mask that suddenly appeared, and shrank back into the bed: "Why are you? Where's the bean sprouts?"

"He went to find something to eat for you." Feng Ji said, "It's already high in the sun, Mr. Fengyunshi."

Lu Mingtong looked at the sunlight outside the window, it was really late, he hesitated, Feng Ji turned around and picked up the porcelain bowl on the table: "Come, drink."

Lu Mingtong stretched out his hand: "What is it?"

"Xingjiu soup." Feng Ji stared at him and finished drinking the soup without saying a word, took the bowl and put it down, and said calmly: "What is Fengyun bothering you about, and you want to go to drink to relieve your worries?"

It's because of you!

Lu Mingtong silently looked away, he couldn't remember what happened after he was drunk last night: "Did you pick me up last night? How do you know where I am?"

"It's not me." Feng Ji calmly said, "You ran back crying yourself."

Lu Mingtong looked astonished, Feng Ji continued: "You started to cry when you were drunk, and ran while crying, ignoring everyone's eyes, and ran all the way to my door, insisting that I come out."

"Ah?" Lu Mingtong was taken aback, remembering that he seemed to have dreamed of Feng Ji standing in front of him when he was drunk yesterday, he suddenly had an ominous premonition: "What do I want you to come out for?"

"You want me..." Feng Ji dragged his tone maliciously, until the other party clenched his heart and showed an expression of imminent disaster, then he said leisurely: "You want me to take off all your clothes for you, and then go to the Yangjiajian military platform Dance."

"What!" Lu Mingtong lost his voice, and hurriedly lowered his head to grope for it. Seeing that the coat on his body was really gone, and there was no trace left or right. He immediately collapsed and lay down on the bed, covering his face with the quilt: "I'm dead!"

Lu Douya went to the kitchen to ask for some food, and when she entered the door, she heard a heart-piercing cry, and hurriedly put the food basket on the table: "Master, what's wrong with you!"

When Lu Mingtong heard that Douya was coming, he refused to come out, huddled into a ball under the quilt, and tremblingly said: "What happened last night? What face do I have to go out to meet people!"

Lu Douya said, "What? What's the matter?"

Lu Mingtong poked out a red head from under the quilt: "Did I take off my clothes yesterday?"

Lu Douya nodded, he let out another howl of collapse, and went back again.

Lu Douya was puzzled and said, "Master, you took off your clothes when you were drunk, what's the matter with face?"

Lu Mingtong sobbed and said, "But I took it off in front of everyone, what a shame."

Lu Douya patted him on the back to comfort him: "It's okay, young master. I think they won't mind Feng Jiaozhu."

Lu Mingtong said: "They don't mind, but it doesn't mean others don't mind. How can I have the face to walk in the rivers and lakes in the future?"

Lu Douya asked strangely, "Master Feng and the others wouldn't tell the story, right? What's so embarrassing about taking off your coat when you're drunk?"

Lu Mingtong paused: "Is there no one else?"

Lu Douya said: "Oh, there is also a genius doctor Duan, but before the leader brought you back, I didn't know who else was there."

Before hugging him back... Lu Mingtong swallowed his saliva: "Hug?"

Feng Ji said: "You're so weak that you don't have any strength at all, I'm afraid I'll fall you off with my back."

Lu Mingtong said: "So, everything you said just now was a lie to me?"

Feng Ji just smiled lightly, and Lu Mingtong immediately understood that he had been teased by him, and immediately became furious, and was about to rush out of bed to pinch his neck, when a white shadow outside the door approached lightly: "Young Master Lu, are you awake?"

Lu Mingtong paused, and said pleasantly, "Brother Duan, you're here!"

Duan Heng stepped forward and touched his forehead: "Fortunately, he didn't have a fever. I was worried that you would get sick because of the cool wind blowing for so long last night."

Lu Mingtong sat cross-legged on the bed in an orderly manner, remembering that Douya said yesterday that Feng Ji had something to look for him, presumably it was Brother Duan who came.

Because of Duan Heng's arrival, Feng Ji avoided scolding and sat down leisurely. Duan Heng stepped forward and signaled Lu Mingtong to stretch out his hand: "Long time no see, I wonder if Mr. Lu's condition has improved?"

Lu Mingtong said: "I don't know how to get better, I've been reminded of some old things scatteredly recently, this should be a good sign, right?"

Duan Heng nodded and stretched out his hand to check his pulse.

Lu Mingtong waited quietly, Feng Ji who was on the side also cast his gaze over, he had no right to know.

After a long time, Duan Heng sighed and said, "It's the same as last night. It seems that this medicine doesn't work very well. Let's change it."

He took out a prescription from his bosom, handed it to Feng Ji naturally, and said: "Take one medicine every two days, the vital pulse will not be broken every day, and I will do acupuncture for him in a few days."

Lu Mingtong opened his mouth in vain, wanting Duan Heng to hand over the prescription directly to him.But obviously Duan Heng believed in the effect of Feng Ji's surveillance, so he didn't even give it a glance.

Lu Mingtong had no choice but to give up: "Brother Duan, will you stay at the Famous Sword Conference for a while this time?"

"Yes." Duan Heng said: "The Famous Sword Conference sent an invitation card, but I had other things to deal with at that time, so I delayed it first. This time I will live here for a month, and recuperate Ming Tong's body. "

"That's great." Lu Mingtong smiled.

He asked cautiously: "I don't know... How is Mr. Shen now?"

Duan Heng smiled lightly and said, "He's fine. There are still people in Bailing Valley who want to pester him, so he didn't come with me this time. He also said that he would come to visit Mr. Lu if he had the opportunity in the future."

"That's good, that's good." Lu Mingtong nodded, looking at Duan Heng's unconsciously soft expression, he was also sincerely happy for them.