Dressed as cannon fodder and robbed the protagonist's harem [Transmigration Book]

"Really?" Zhuang Chunzhen's voice was a little low, and he handed the water to Fang Wenyi: "Drink some water."

Fang Wenyi's lips turned pale, and he looked at the glass of water pitifully: "Can I eat tomorrow?"

"Okay, lightness is the main priority."

Fang Wenyi ran to the toilet twice more at night, and her stomach finally subsided.When he saw the light food in Zhuang Chunzhen's mouth early the next morning, he almost couldn't hold back and strangled Zhuang Chunzhen to death.

The porridge, which was as thin as water, was gone.

"This is my breakfast? Doesn't it mean that it's light?!"

Zhuang Shuzhen, who was eating meat buns, raised his eyelids and looked at him: "It's fine if you want to eat big fish and meat, but I won't help you practice medicine in the future." He paused: "Actually, if you only drink Clear water is better."

Fang Wenyi was very angry!But he can't help it!That person is the boss, he has to be coaxed, and the boss is for his own good.

He stretched miserably, but after the stretch, his body was really relaxed. Although he was very hungry, he didn't feel weak!

In the end, he sat down obediently, picked up the bowl and huh la la finished the bowl of porridge directly. He didn't even have a chance to use the chopsticks, and he threw the bowl back on the table and spun it several times.

Zhuang Shuzhen ignored him and continued to eat breakfast, Fang Wenyi couldn't stand it anymore, stood up and patted his buttocks and went to the alchemy room, he stood at the door to see that Zhuang Shuzhen hadn't come yet, took out the elixir and prescription in his sleeve, took another look, and sighed , I don't know when the plan will be implemented.

A new wooden couch was added to the alchemy room. Fang Wenyi hid the prescription and walked to the side of the couch. There were many medical books on the couch. He picked up one and watched Zhuang Shuzhen walk in. When he looked back, he saw a red thing Flying towards him, reached out to take it and found that it was a juicy fruit.

"what is this?"

"Fruits." Zhuang Shuzhen didn't explain, and placed the bunch of herbs in his arms next to the alchemy furnace one by one.

Fang Wenyi took a bite, and the flesh melted in his mouth. The fruity fragrance overflowed, sweet and slightly sour. For someone who has been hungry for so long and only drank a bowl of porridge, this is simply top-notch delicacy. I stuttered.

"Any more?"

After the fire was lit, Zhuang Chunzhen got up and took off his coat on the couch: "That is the spiritual fruit in the medicine storehouse, where are there so many?"

Fang Wenyi was very disappointed, he had never found this kind of fruit in the pharmacy, Zhuang Shuzhen said again: "You read here, you can rest when you are tired."

Knowing that the wooden couch was moved by Zhuang Chunzhen, Fang Wenyi was very happy, and it was the first time that the boss took the initiative to care about him.

"Otherwise, if you catch a cold while sleeping on the ground, I'll have to make medicine for you."

Well, think too much.

Fang Wenyi watched Zhuang Shuzhen concocting medicine, and found that he was much more relaxed than yesterday, but no one explained it to him, and he started to feel sleepy after reading those medical books a few times.

After Zhuang Shuzhen received the pill, he gave the medicine to Fang Wenyi again. This time it was a headache that could be tolerated but kept hurting. After taking the medicine, Zhuang Shuzhen gave him another spiritual fruit, which relieved a lot of headache.

At dinner in the evening, Fang Wenyi found out that it was already the fifth day of the new year, and Zhang Songyi and his wife were going to Jingyang Mansion on the sixth day. His cheap son hadn't expressed any reluctance yet, and Zhang Sicheng had already entangled Zhang Songyi over there. Believe me, put the gift from him in the study...

The more Fang Wenyi looked at it, the more annoying he became, and he had a headache, and he was very eager to go back, but Zhang Sicheng was there endlessly, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and his head hurt more and more. He knew that this state was abnormal but he couldn't control it. , he clenched his hands tightly, his eyes were red, and he felt that he would burst out in the next second.

Just at this moment, a cold little hand covered his hand, the coolness seemed to penetrate into the body and wander around, Fang Wenyi's consciousness instantly recovered, and the coolness finally entered his head, soothing the pain there .

He held Zhuang Chunzhen's hand tightly between them with the other hand, Zhuang Chunzhen moved his fingers, and finally let him hold it quietly. After Fang Wenyi felt that the pain had finally subsided, he let him go, got up and went with him Zhang Songyi talked to Mrs. Sun.

His eyes were red and he was suffering from a headache. He looked as if he had cried. Zhang Songyi couldn't let go of his own son, so he came over to talk to him. Zhang Sicheng, who was left on the spot, gave Fang Wenyi a stare. Pull him to explain the affairs.

Fang Wenyi sometimes doubts how the protagonist in his writing got to be the Lord of the World. It seems that when he wrote color novels, he really didn't have three views. Zhang Sicheng probably thinks most about how to hook up with men all day long.

Zhang Songyi patted Fang Wenyi: "Si Qi, you don't have to force yourself too much. You can take your time in cultivation, and the same goes for alchemy. I heard that you have been refining alchemy for the past two days. If you are not sure about the efficacy of the medicine... you should find some small Animals come to test the drug before using it."

"Father, all the medicines I make are made with some tonics. Don't worry, nothing will happen. At most, you will have diarrhea, so there is no need to try." Just kidding, I dare not give the big brother's medicine to mice.

Seeing what he said, Zhang Songyi would definitely stop persuading him. Alchemy is still a way for his son to do alchemy, which is better than refining weapons. He turned to Zhuang Shuzhen and told him: "Xiao Zhen will work hard in the future. Keep an eye on him. You can make alchemy." He is better than him in all aspects, so don't let him mess around, and don't let him be too eager for quick success."

"Yes, sir."

Fang Wenyi looked at Zhang Songyi with a smile: Your son was tortured by this kid for a day, and you entrusted him to take care of your son!

On the morning of the sixth day of the lunar new year, Zhang Songyi took his wife to take office. He was accompanied by another official. The City Lord's Mansion also sent someone to see him off. Lang Chan and Wu Gu were among the crowd.

The group of people reluctantly stayed at the gate of the city for a while, Fang Wenyi and Zhang Sicheng sent another journey outside the city before returning.

Although Mr. Qian was left to take care of Zhang's family, he only practiced in his own house on weekdays, so once Zhang Songyi and his wife left, there was no one to control the two brothers at home.

However, they have to go back to the academy on the ninth day of the ninth day. The academy holds a Lantern Festival every year, and all the students gather together to participate in various middle school competitions.

Fang Wenyi and Zhuang Shuzhen still make medicine together and doze off, and take a medicine with unknown effect every day. Anyway, it is either this pain or that pain. He thinks that Zhuang Shuzhen must have done it on purpose, but even if it is intentional, he will take it. The boss is willing to give him a chance to gain trust more than anything else.

On the eighth day of the eighth day, Fang Wenyi took Zhuang Shuzhen out to buy some things to go back to the college. When he came back and passed by the garden, he happened to meet Zhang Sicheng and Lang Chan fooling around in the garden, and quickly covered the eyes of the boss: "Don't look, it's easy to grow eye of a needle."

He was going to take the boss to go around from other places, but Zhang Sicheng, who was sharp-eyed, spotted him. He said to Langmu: "See, that dirty boy lives and eats in my good brother's room, and he is reading with his companion." I think the title is raising a child."

After hearing what he said, Fang Wenyi was stunned for two seconds before he understood the meaning, and said angrily, "Xiao Zhen is my younger brother!"

"Brother? He has a real brother. What kind of brother is your brother? If you raise him, you will raise him. What are you pretending to be?"

Lang Che also opened his mouth to Zhuang Chunzhen: "What are you looking at, be careful that I will dig out your dog eyes, don't think that you will fly to the branches after hooking up with the second young master of the Zhang family, it's just a plaything."

Fang Wenyi blocked the boss behind him: "Zhang Sicheng, don't go too far!"

Zhang Sicheng looked at Langba: "See, my good brother said that I was going too far, and he was really getting bolder. When did you see me not like a mouse seeing a cat?"

Lang Che looked at Fang Wenyi, the pressure from him made Fang Wenyi retreat involuntarily, and Zhuang Chunzhen behind him stretched out his hand to hold him, making him barely stand still.

Lang Che stood up: "It seems that you have forgotten what it means to be orderly."

Zhang Sicheng stretched out his hand to hold the wolf bite: "Forget it, let him go, I, as an older brother, will naturally let him go."

Fang Wenyi knew that it was because Mr. Qian didn't dare to go too far at home, so he turned around and took the boss back, holding his breath, poured a cup of cold tea, calmed down a little, and said to Zhuang Shuzhen, "Don't listen to their nonsense."

The boss looked naive: "Do you mean a servant like me, boy?"

Fang Wenyi coughed and didn't know how to say it. After thinking for a while, he explained, "It's almost the same, but the way they said it is not nice, and they don't respect you."

Zhuang Chunzhen smiled and said, "It's okay, I don't care about the title."

Fang Wenyi clenched a fist with one hand and slapped a palm with the other: "One day I will beat them up with my own hands!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhuang Chunzhen. If he didn't refine the medicine today, he might not have a chance to return to the academy.

"Xiao Zhen, you can rest today, I will go to the alchemy room to try it out by myself in the afternoon."

Zhuang Chunzhen nodded: "Okay."

Fang Wenyi arrived at the alchemy room like a thief, and repeatedly confirmed that the big boss didn't follow. He reached out and touched the wide sleeve, and found the white jade bottle.

He searched around in the alchemy room, and went back to the pharmacy to find nothing. He broke out in a sweat suddenly. He had already returned all the medical books when he dispensed the prescription last time, so it would be too late to look for it now.

Did it fall in the room?

He ran back to the room in a hurry, and found that the boss was holding a book and reading it seriously. When he came back, he raised his head and asked, "Brother Qi, have you finished refining the medicine so quickly?"

Fang Wenyi smiled awkwardly: "No, I'm looking for something."

"Oh."

Zhuang Chunzhen continued to look down at the book, Fang Wenyi ran into the bedroom and searched, and then looked around outside, still nothing.

"What are you looking for?"

Fang Wenyi sat down on the chair dejectedly and shook his head. He knew that this opportunity was gone, so he could only look for another opportunity later.

"Brother Qi, you don't make medicine anymore?"

"I won't practice anymore." The prescription is gone, what a ghost to practice!

"Then I'll go."

"Ah, you still want to practice?!"

"Brother Qi, won't you go with me?"

"...Go, have to go."

Following Zhuang Shuzhen to the pharmacy to pick up medicines, at first his thoughts were still on the prescriptions, but later he realized that the boss seemed to be very slow in picking medicines today, so he pulled his attention back, only to see the boss pick up a herb and put it down, and so on. After half a quarter of an hour passed, I picked out three or four medicinal herbs in my hand.

He usually picks up the target right and leaves. He has never been so undecided like today. Fang Wenyi saw that he was serious about picking and didn't bother him until the boss picked up a poisonous weed.

The boss picked up the poisonous weed box and looked at it carefully, and put it into the selected herbs.

???

Boss, that is a poisonous weed, and it seems to be very poisonous, half a leaf is sure to die, did you pick the wrong one? ? ?