Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Jiang Wuqi saw that Feng Rugui had a look of disappointment on his face, he lowered his head and kissed Feng Rugui's brow, then raised his fingers to brush away Feng Rugui's messy temple hair sticking to his forehead, and then took out a handkerchief, to do it for Feng Rugui. Wipe your hands.

After digging with bare hands just now, Feng Rugui's hands were covered with sticky and wet soil, some of the soil even got into the ten Danko, squeezing the skin of the fingertips connected with Danko.

Danko has not been dyed for several days, but it is still gorgeous, like a fresh red plum blooming on Feng Rugui's fingertips.

Jiang Wuqi wiped it for a while, but a little scarlet was stained on the snow-white veil, seeing this, he couldn't help frowning.

"It doesn't hurt at all." Feng Rugui stared at Jiang Wuqi, raised his hand to smooth the wrinkles on Jiang Wuqi's eyebrows, and murmured, "If Yun Yan was really Cui Ying in his previous life, Yun Yan would regret that he used to be Cui Ying when he was Cui Ying. Bringing the vicious dog home to raise? As long as he ignores the vicious dog, the vicious dog will not be obsessed with him. As long as the vicious dog does not become obsessed with him, then everyone, including his old friend, will not be persecuted Even if it will be lonely, even if it will suffer from cold and starvation, it will not suffer for more than a hundred years because of its obsession, and it will not commit many crimes."

Ten fingers connected to the heart, how could it not hurt?

But Feng Rugui never complained of pain.

Jiang Wuqi didn't know how Feng Rugui's character was developed, and he was so distressed that he wiped away all the blood beads that came out, and then wrote in the void: The facts are established and must not be changed.And your words, don't you deny the time when Cui Ying and the vicious dog have been with each other?

After writing, he went on to wipe Feng Rugui's fingers, but Feng Rugui felt relieved and said: "There is nothing perfect in this world, but I have fallen into confusion. Thank you, Taoist priest, for clearing my confusion."

Why are you so polite?

Jiang Wuqi wiped Feng Rugui's hands clean, and then wrote: Let's go back to the "Treasure Hall".

"En." Feng Rugui took the initiative to hold Jiang Wuqi's hand, and walked towards the "Treasure Hall" flickeringly.

Due to the continuous torrential rain, the country trails were extremely muddy and full of water, making it difficult to walk.

When he was the second son, he was a man of gold, he wore the same clothes, and his shoes were not stained with dust. He didn't want to go out in such bad weather. If he had to go out, he either took a sedan chair or a horse-drawn carriage. The servants always hold an umbrella to avoid getting their clothes wet when entering and exiting the sedan chair and carriage, and the shoes that have been worn on rainy days are like the clothes that have been worn once, and will not be worn a second time, but rewarded to the waiter A capable valet.

After becoming Feng Rugui, he got rid of most of his previous fastidiousness, but after meeting Jiang Wuqi, those fastidiousness would emerge from time to time.

If Jiang Wuqi's right arm was not seriously injured now, Feng Rugui would definitely pester Jiang Wuqi to carry him.

Jiang Wuqi couldn't carry him on his back, so he could only walk obediently by himself, but it was not too wronged to have Jiang Wuqi's hand to hold.

Jiang Wuqi couldn't help but laugh when he gently shook his left hand. This Feng Rugui was really childish, and it didn't match his description at all.

Feng Rugui used his free left hand to take out the dog's tail grass that was previously hidden in the sleeve of his clothes, and held it in his hand, shaking it.

If he didn't know that Feng Rugui is an evil spirit who has practiced for thousands of years, Jiang Wuqi would really think that he took a rich young man out to play.

Jiang Wuqi was eager to take a look at Feng Rugui's wound, feeling anxious in his heart, but Feng Rugui was playing tricks and refused to walk any faster.

It took the two of them nearly half an hour to return from Cui Ying's grave to the "Treasure Hall".

Bursts of fragrance wafted out from the "treasure hall", penetrated the rain curtain, and entered the nostrils of the two of them.

The rusty iron nail supporting the plaque of "Treasure Hall" has been knocked down by the heavy rain, and sank together with the plaque in a muddy puddle.

Feng Rugui scanned the plaque, took Jiang Wuqi's hand, and as soon as he entered the "Treasure Hall", he saw Yun Yan was using a bowl of noodles, the noodle bowl was about the size of a basin, and the clear soup was watery, with only a few strands of shallots floating At first glance, it looked pale, just like Yun Yan's complexion.

Yun Yan swallowed most of this big bowl of noodles.

Hearing the movement, Yun Yan raised his head, the violence, murderousness and hatred on his face were gone, as if what happened just now had never happened, he greeted them gently: "It's stormy outside, you finally come back You're so wet, don't catch a cold, especially Mr. Feng. I made ginger soup, and I'll bring it here, you can drink a bowl."

After all, he didn't care about Feng Rugui's and Jiang Wuqi's reactions, and went to bring out the ginger soup that was warming in the kitchen.

Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi each took a bowl of ginger soup, drank it all, and heard Yun Yan ask: "Mr. Feng, what's wrong with your left ankle?"

Feng Rugui asked rhetorically, "What happened to those 16 people who were bitten by vicious dogs?"

Yun Yan gobbled up the rest of the noodles before replying: "Those 16 people were just doing emergency treatment at my place because the other two doctors in the town went away yesterday. I heard that one of them The doctor has already returned home, so they went to the doctor's place, but no one came to my place for follow-up consultation, so I don't know the details, and now my patient is only you."

Feng Rugui knew that this injury was beyond Yun Yan's ability to deal with, but Yun Yan was a doctor, if he insisted on not treating the wound to Yun Yan, it might damage Yun Yan's self-esteem.

And for Jiang Wuqi, unless he disappeared in front of Jiang Wuqi immediately, the injury would be exposed sooner or later.

But Jiang Wuqi's wounds bestowed by him hadn't healed yet, how could he abandon Jiang Wuqi and go back to Ghost Mountain at this time?

Therefore, after thinking about it for a while, he sat down and took off his lily sandals and blood-stained footwear.

The bite wound on the exposed left ankle had spread about an inch in all directions, and the wound oozed blood, which was extremely red and swollen, and a little bit of rotten flesh could be faintly seen in the red swelling.

Yun Yan sighed: "Ninety percent of the people who were bitten by vicious dogs were lucky enough to be safe. Their wounds were just procrastinating and refusing to heal. They would recover within half a year at most. The remaining [-]% did not die. , is amputation..."

Feng Rugui continued calmly: "And I'm one of the unlucky [-]%. Either die or amputate?"

Yun Yan's pale complexion became even paler, and his depression became even worse. He suddenly remembered the past, took a breath, and said quietly: "Three years ago, I didn't know that amputation could save the patient's life. I was so stupid that I could save the patient's life." Knowing how to use various herbs, my old friend was treated to death by me. If I asked my old friend to choose between amputation and life, how would he choose?"

After a while, Yun Yan stared at Feng Rugui and said, "How would you choose?"

Feng Rugui's back burned, and he was suddenly embraced by someone. He turned his head, stared at the person, and said with a smile: "Jiang Wuqi, I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

Jiang Wuqi lowered his eyes and met Feng Rugui's eyes. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see Feng Rugui's delicate clavicle and a little bit of skin around his heart. Wherever he looked, there was not a piece of intact flesh. Even though most of the scars have faded to the point where they are barely visible, it is not difficult to imagine Feng Rugui's blood-stained appearance.

Feng Rugui has suffered so much, and now he wants to...

He didn't dare to think about it any further, he just kept kissing Feng Rugui's wet hair.

Feng Rugui caressed Jiang Wuqi's pity-filled brows and eyes, and then said to Yunyan, "This wound will only rot the flesh, or will even the bones be affected?"

"It should only be rotting flesh." Yun Yan pondered, "The bones of the patients I have seen are all like ordinary people."

"If that's the case..." Feng Rugui chuckled, "I'll just remove the flesh from the left ankle and the surrounding area, why amputation?"

Yun Yan was taken aback: "How can you bear the pain of peeling off the flesh? The rest of the flesh may not grow well, but it will cause infection. In all likelihood, it will rot and fester, and the bones have no flesh. How can you survive?" reuse?"

"I'm not an ordinary person." Feng Rugui's eyes were firm, and he didn't mean to be joking, "Hurry up and grab the dagger and pick off the flesh. If you hesitate any longer, the wound will get worse. It's not just for nothing. Do you want me to suffer more?"

Yun Yan hesitated, looked at Jiang Wuqi: "Master Daoist, what do you think?"

Jiang Wuqi wrote without thinking: He is indeed an extraordinary person, just follow what he says.

Yun Yan nodded and said, "Young Master Feng, go and change your clothes first."

Feng Rugui heard the words, went into the small room, changed the red clothes, middle clothes and inner clothes that were soaked by rain, and brought clean clothes.

Before he was dressed properly, Jiang Wuqi came in, Feng Rugui's heart beat like a drum, he pretended to be calm and put on his middle coat, before he was about to put on the red dress, Jiang Wuqi grabbed a hand, Jiang Wuqi immediately It was written word by word in his palm: later, if you are in pain, don't bear it, just shout out.

Feng Rugui smiled and said, "If I'm in pain, will it stop the pain if I shout out?"

Jiang Wuqi was speechless at the question, and after a while, he wrote: If you shout out, Pindao will know that you are in pain.

"You know I'm in pain, so can I not be in pain? Why not just hurt as much as you want?" Feng Rugui understood that Jiang Wuqi was trying to comfort him, but he couldn't help but want to tease Jiang Wuqi.

Jiang Wuqi thought for a while, then wrote: You might as well hold Pindao's hand, if you hurt, Pindao will hurt with you.

"You...you fool." Jiang Wuqi's concern was quite useful to Feng Rugui, but even if Jiang Wuqi was willing to share the pain with him, so what?On the contrary, it hurt Jiang Wuqi, if you want to hurt him, just hurt him alone.

Feng Rugui stuffed the red dress and black tie at his fingertips into Jiang Wuqi's hands, his nose slightly sore: "Jiang Wuqi, just dress me."

Jiang Wuqi took the red coat and tie, put it on and tied it carefully for Feng Rugui, and wrote: Go out.

Feng Rugui smiled narrowly and said, "Master Dao, your body is getting a little wet, why don't you change, are you embarrassed to change in front of me?"

Changing clothes in front of Feng Rugui, Jiang Wuqi was naturally not embarrassed, so he immediately took De Luo and Pang's middle and inner clothes and came out.

Feng Rugui made two Deluo pieces for Jiang Wuqi, one in ultramarine blue and one in blue.

Therefore, the Deluo that Jiang Wuqi took out was his own, dark blue in color, neither new nor old.

Feng Rugui stared at Jiang Wuqi intently, his scorching gaze fell on Jiang Wuqi's untouched muscles and bones, making Jiang Wuqi feel uncomfortable, and he was about to turn around, but Feng Rugui turned his head away before him. go.

This is the person he likes, and if he continues to look at it, he may not be able to hold it anymore.

The bite wound on the ankle was clearly aching, but as soon as he saw Jiang Wuqi's muscles and bones, the bite wound seemed to no longer exist.

If he told Jiang Wuqi that he didn't want to grab Jiang Wuqi's hand, but wanted Jiang Wuqi naked for him to play with, how would Jiang Wuqi react?Will you immediately reject it sternly, or will you be full of doubts?

If he added one more sentence, as long as Jiang Wuqi did this, he wouldn't feel the pain anymore, how would Jiang Wuqi react?

He couldn't help laughing lowly because of what he was thinking, which caused Jiang Wuqi, who was wearing nothing but Luo, to look at him strangely.

He calmly put away his smile, grabbed Jiang Wuqi's left hand, stood on tiptoe again, rubbed his forehead against Jiang Wuqi's side cheek, and said softly: "Jiang Wuqi, you have seen the scars all over my body, and you know that I am not afraid Pain, the pain of picking flesh is nothing to me, you don’t need to worry, we’ll go out now.”