[Quick Transmigration] Sick and delicate, don't beat me!

Luo Xuan snorted, "I haven't seen it before, I'm not familiar with it."

"Then why do you—" "I have this kind of temper, do you have an opinion?" Luo Xuan interrupted him before he could finish speaking.

"…No comment."

An Wangyuan was a little helpless.

He felt that it was not his own illusion, but the other party was clearly targeting him a little bit deliberately.

But he was right, and he did save himself.

"How do you call it?"

An Wangyuan really had no impression of him, and felt that he shouldn't offend him, so he tried to recall from his name whether the two had really met, but he just forgot.

"Luo Xuan."

An Wangyuan was startled, why does this name make him feel very close?

"Good name."

An Wangyuan pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, "I...I forgot who I am."

Although this young man's life is poor, he is stable. Recently, he feels more and more that someone around him intends to attack him, and he doesn't know if the person chasing and killing him will be the last wave.

The more you know, the more dangerous it is. It's better not to bring unreasonable disasters to the boy.

I don't know my situation, so I must not get the boy involved.

"...!?"

Luo Xuan was surprised. In the original owner's memory, only An Wangyuan was seriously injured, but An Wangyuan didn't lose his memory?

Sudden addition?

Could it be that his attitude is too fierce, and he is afraid that he will betray him?

Deliberately concealing your identity?

Heh, his mind is unpredictable, he didn't even have the most basic trust after saving him, he really is a scumbag.

"It's possible that you were seriously injured and your brain was hurt."

Luo Xuan didn't spare any space for his words, glanced down at the medicine bowl in his hand, and handed it directly to his eyes, "Then I'll give you a name."

"I saw that you are tall and taller than Pan Lang in appearance, so I will call you Da Lang."

As he spoke, Luo Xuan stirred the spoon lightly, scooped up a spoonful of the dark medicine, and brought it to his mouth, his voice suddenly soft, "Come on, Dalang, take the medicine~" Hmph, anyway, he must have I haven't seen "Water Margin".

An Wangyuan was overwhelmed by his sudden gentleness and "praise", so he opened his mouth obediently and drank the medicine.

He boasted of himself!

He said that he was tall and taller than Pan Lang in appearance!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

As soon as he took a mouthful, An Wangyuan was forced to cough a few times by an indescribable taste that instantly filled his mouth, and the tall man almost coughed up tears.

Luo Xuan turned a blind eye to it and stirred the medicine bowl vigorously, "Don't look at the bitterness of this medicine, but it's amazingly effective. I prescribed it myself!"

Bitter...

An Wangyuan only felt that his tongue was numb, is this a pain point?

This was bitter, smelly and fishy, ​​a taste he had never imagined.

A smell that makes people want to die of illness on the spot, and they don't want to take medicine.

Luo Xuan hid the malice in his heart, and his face became more and more gentle like water, "Da Lang, this medicine will be more effective if you drink it all at once. It's better like this, a long-term pain is worse than a short-term pain, so let's pinch your nose, how about I help you drink it down?" ?”

An Wangyuan's heart was aroused by his unusually gentle voice, his head was dizzy, and before he could figure it out, he opened his mouth first, "Okay."

Luo Xuan smiled, "Then I'm here~" "..."

An Wangyuan finally realized what he had promised just now, and immediately regretted it, "I think I still—" "It took me a long time to prepare this medicine. The concentrated essence is all the essence, and the medicine will cure the disease."

Luo Xuan had already pinched his nose with his hands.

An Wangyuan's Adam's apple rolled twice uncontrollably, his heart froze, and he closed his eyes tightly, "Come on."

Luo Xuan smiled lightly, picked up the medicine bowl, aimed it at his open mouth, tilted his hand, and the thick medicine paste slowly slipped into his mouth.

As soon as it entered his throat, An Wangyuan wanted to cough subconsciously, but was quickly put down. Luo Xuan, who was in the medicine bowl, quickly pressed his chin with his eyes and hands, and pushed his throat with the hand that pinched his nose, "Da Lang , let me swallow it!"

An Wangyuan only felt a violent surge in his throat, and blackness in front of his eyes.

By the time he reacted, the medicine had been swallowed completely.

Luo Xuan smiled with satisfaction, "It's done. Rest well, Dalang, you may have to run to the toilet a few more times tonight, but tomorrow you can walk like flying!"

Feeling the strong taste in his mouth, An Wangyuan was about to roll out of bed with excitement, "Water, water!"

Luo Xuan turned around and walked out the door, "Didn't I tell you that there is no water in my house. Oh yes, you lost your memory after you passed out, so you may not remember what I said. It doesn't matter, you know now. Stay still and don’t move, otherwise too much activity will damage the efficacy of the medicine.”

"..."

An Wangyuan forcibly resisted the urge to climb out of bed, looked at his back standing facing the door, and asked again, "Do we have enmity?"

Luo Xuan opened his mouth and said, "How could it be? Who will save you if you have a grudge? I wish you would die sooner and be reborn sooner."

Luo Xuan thought in his heart: Scumbag, give me an early death and early rebirth!

...

Early the next morning, An Wangyuan woke up early.

He moved his body slightly, and couldn't help feeling a little surprised in his heart.

In just one night, his body actually felt much lighter, as if the heaviness and pain yesterday were all an illusion.

But the wound on his body actually existed, reminding him that it was not an illusion.

This young man's medical skills are amazing!

I'm afraid that even the imperial physician in the palace can't hold a candle to him.

Such a talented young doctor actually lives in a corner, living in poverty in this hut in the mountains, and is not well-known?

An Wangyuan tried to get out of bed, but found that it was really not difficult, he landed on the ground steadily, without feeling tired.

He glanced around the room, and couldn't help frowning, where did Luo Xuan go?

There seems to be only one bed in this room, so what about him last night?

Annoyance crept up in his heart, An Wangyuan hurried out of the room, and was taken aback as soon as he came out.

I saw the handsome young man who had spread a layer of soft grass beside the open-air stove at some point, and was sleeping soundly while hugging the quilt.

He actually, in order to give up the bed to himself, sleeps like this?

Although it was already early summer, the scene in front of him still made An Wangyuan feel distressed quickly.

He approached the boy softly, bent down and pinched the quilt that was held by the boy in his arms, trying to cover him.

Sensing the twitching of the quilt, Luo Xuan dazedly opened his eyes, his vision was still a little blurry, the man turned his back to the morning light, his handsome face was full of concern.

Luo Xuan was stunned, his mind was dull for a moment before he was fully awake, and he murmured unconsciously, "...Old Gong?"

An Wangyuan paused violently, and suddenly felt his heart beating faster, almost breaking through his chest.

He stared blankly at the young man's confused eyes, his voice trembling slightly, "What are you calling me?"

why?

Why did he feel as if he had known the boy for countless years when he just met yesterday?

He originally thought that it must be because the young man was so much like his younger brother, so he felt close to him.

But now, the boy called him an unknown name, but An Wangyuan clearly felt what he was longing for in his heart!

As if seeing the sky through the clouds and mist, that vague thought suddenly became clear!

That's right, he wanted to treat him as his lover, not his younger brother!

Hearing his question, Luo Xuan finally woke up completely, and was immediately embarrassed, "...No, I was dreaming, half asleep and half awake, maybe I was talking in my sleep."

Shit, this man actually had a certain moment, vaguely feeling like he was an old man from his own family.

But it must be an illusion!

How could his own Lao Gong be such a villain who would repay his kindness!

An Wangyuan's face darkened, he grabbed his wrist suddenly, and asked without thinking, "Who did you dream about!?"

Who do you dream of, call Lao Gong?

Could it be that the young man already has a master?

No!

...His elder brother's mole obviously still hasn't bloomed, obviously never married.

Regardless of whether he is famous or not, he must be his own. If he has a fiancé, the engagement will be divorced!

Suddenly being grabbed by the wrist and forced to question, Luo Xuan exploded on the spot, "None of your business!"

This scumbag, why is he meddling in so much business!

What right does he have to ask questions, it's none of his business.

"Host!"

Bacteria finally couldn't help but reminded, "The host, don't forget the mission! If the relationship with An Wangyuan becomes too tense, the mission will not be completed!"

"..."

Luo Xuan took a few deep breaths and smiled, "I had a strange dream."

Seeing that he was willing to speak, An Wangyuan's breath eased a lot, and he asked doubtfully, "How strange?"

Luo Xuandao, "I dreamed that I met a man surnamed Gong and a man surnamed An. The three of us went hunting in the mountains together. Who knew that the man surnamed An suddenly wanted to shoot and kill the man surnamed Gong. I was in a hurry. Now, I just want to call Lao Gong quickly..."

Bacteria: "..."

The host is really smart.

An Wangyuan frowned, is it such an old palace?

In a hurry?

But why did he still feel that Luo Xuan was half asleep when Luo Xuan yelled just now, his eyes were blurred, his expression was in a trance, with gentleness and charm...

It was that sound that made him hit his heart all of a sudden, and he suddenly became enlightened.

Almost instantly understood his desire for a teenager.

"Is it really such a dream?"

An Wangyuan still felt that something was weird.

"Yup!"

Luo Xuan got more and more enthusiastic about making up, "In the beginning, Lao Gong and I saved the life of a man surnamed An. We didn't let him die in the jaws of a tiger, but he actually wanted to shoot Lao Gong in revenge for his kindness! What a scumbag!"

An Wangyuan: "..."

It's okay, calm down, calm down.

He was talking about the person surnamed An in the dream, and it had nothing to do with him.

Now I call Da Lang.

Dalang, Dalang,... also, it sounds pretty good too.

Anyway, it sounds better than "the one surnamed An" =_= "Huh, heh heh——" In the corner, the old sow whose rice vat the original owner kept bottomed out three times and was not willing to sell it made a mocking sound at the right time sound.

Luo Xuan finally remembered, by the way, the rice vat seems to have bottomed out again!

What to eat this morning! ?

"what happened?"

An Wangyuan suddenly changed his face when he saw the young man's excited expression, and couldn't help asking.

Luo Xuan laughed dryly, "I suddenly remembered that my house is out of rice."

But there is more than half of the bran in the pig's grain tank. It's really worse for people than pigs.