The bitter man and the arrogant man eloped

Suddenly startled, Liao Xuechan glared at him and said angrily, "How long have you been standing here?"

Lian Mu was holding a food box in his hand, feeling aggrieved by being murdered for no reason, he replied bitterly: "Isn't this just here, the owner hasn't had breakfast yet."

Liao Xuechan stretched out her hand: "Give it to me."

"Oh." Lian Mu obediently handed it to her, walked a few steps in a sullen manner with his head bowed, and suddenly turned around, seeing that Liao Xuechan had put the food box directly on the ground and was still looking through the crack of the door, so he reminded loudly , "Sister Xuechan, breakfast won't taste good if it's cold!"

Liao Xuechan was terrified again, rolled her eyes with hidden anger, and waved to the silly boy Lianmu: "What are you shouting, you are not sensible! Sweep your yard!"

Lianmu was extremely wronged, he really didn't understand where he had offended her, he scratched the back of his head in doubt, and suddenly remembered the incident that the Saha Hall besieged the Yanhua Pavilion half a month ago, after that, the owner of the hall broke the rules, went out for several days in a row, and then came back Then everyone became weird.

Could it be that a major secret discussion about the survival of the hospital is going on in the room?Lian Mu gritted his teeth immediately, stepped back excitedly, and protested to Liao Xuechan righteously: "I am also the owner of the museum! I want to see it too!"

Liao Xuechan was watching intently, her eyes were blurred, her cheeks were slightly red, and her mouth was slightly open. She was interrupted by Lian Mu again. She was about to get angry, but Lian Mu had already rushed to the crack of the door, impatiently thinking about it. To share her happiness.

"Oh!" Liao Xuechan grabbed Lian Mu in a panic and covered his eyes, as if she was trying to snap out his eyeballs with great strength, "You are a child, you can't look!"

"I'm not! I'm already fifteen! I also want to share the worries and problems of the owner!"

"Hush, keep your voice down...does it show that you have a loud voice?"

"Ahem, what's the noise outside?"

As soon as the two heard Gu Lan's voice, they didn't dare to move anymore. They pressed their ears against the door leaf in unison, and heard the splashing of water, the rustling of dressing, and then the sound of slowly approaching footsteps. .

Gu Lan opened the door and walked out, his long hair like a waterfall of ink was wet in front of him, his moon white undershirt was a little messy, and a new pine green coat was draped over his shoulders, the Heli Yueting embroidered on the bottom was already soaked. The water dripped faintly downwards.

He had a calm and calm face, but his eyes were moist and bright, as if he had just cried, and the tails of his long eyes were even more red.

Turning around, he saw Liao Xuechan running away with Lian Mu in the corridor. Gu Lan cleared his hoarse voice and shouted, "You two come back."

It doesn't matter if you don't make a sound, Liao Xuechan suddenly straightened her back at this shout, simply dragged Lianmu and ran away, and disappeared around the corner in the blink of an eye.

Gu Lan's expression was not very good-looking.

At this time, a domineering arm stretched out from the door, wrapped his shoulders from the front, pulled him back into the room, and then closed the door with a "touch".

Later, curator Gu didn't even have dinner.

Little Lady ([-]) Haste makes waste

"I'm going to tattoo my name on you."

Gu Lan seemed to hear Ye Qin's words while he was half asleep, but he just frowned and didn't make any special reaction.He was sore and tired, and he hadn't had a moment of rest all night. He was really tired, and he thought it was Ye Qin who was busy after eating and eating.

He felt that Ye Qin didn't dare to do this, so he continued to sleep on his own, and his sleep became deeper and deeper.Unexpectedly, in the dream, a pair of big hands suddenly brushed his back, went down the spine, and stopped at the back of the waist to make circles, accompanied by a very serious muttering: "Keep to the right, there can be a little more here." There is a flower or something, what kind of flower do you like, eh? Do you like datura flowers, I guess you must like them."

"Go away..." Gu Lan closed his eyes, and hit him backwards in a prone position. He didn't hit him, but was caught by his wrist and pressed to the top of his head. Both hands were tied tightly with ribbons. It's on the head of the bed.

Ye Qin pinched a liner pen and dipped it in the paint on his side. Seeing that Gu Lan was still asleep, he couldn't help thinking badly. "Where is this? You are so tired. The owner of the museum needs to strengthen his body. Look at this slender waist."

Gu Lan was itchy, closed his eyes and grinned, twisted and hid under Ye Qin's hands, and only realized something was wrong when he struggled with his hands.He raised his eyelashes slightly, saw that his hands were tied to the head of the bed, and turned his head to stare at Ye Qin angrily: "It's almost dawn, you want me to smash the signboard of Yanhua Pavilion, don't you?"

This time Ye Qin was holding a needle in his hand, pretending to look left and right on Gu Lan's back, with a very satisfied look, he waved his hand to tell him to be safe and calm down: "Don't move, don't move, the eye of this needle just got a good color. Bleeding out when you move around." After speaking, he took a silk handkerchief and dipped it in him.

"What?" Gu Lan's eyes turned black, as if he really felt a numb pain in his lower back, and he yelled at Ye Qin, "I'll kill you!"

"Tsk tsk tsk," Ye Qin shook his head, looking very regretful, "It's late, the raw rice is already ripe, it's useless if you kill me, who will keep you awake."

Gu Lan was so angry that he propped up his upper body on his elbows, and the straps on his wrists were smashed to pieces as soon as he was urged by his internal force, then he ran to the mirror in a panic and turned around to take a look, almost fainting.

It's not just his lower back, the purple mandala almost covers his entire back, starting from a slender flower bud on the side of his face, the enchanting flower branches entangle freely on the snow-white skin, reaching all the way to his arms. On the sharp beak of a black poison bird on the waist and hips.The poisonous bird was even more lifelike and agile, spreading its beautiful wings, as if greedily embracing the person in front of it.

Gu Lan looked at the mirror carefully, and the anger in his heart gradually subsided by half. He already found that there was no redness and swelling under the pattern, and he didn't feel any discomfort on his body. It was clearly painted.

Ye Qin lay on the bed very casually, and Zhi Yi looked at him quietly: "Don't rub it, or it will become a paste, and it won't look good."

"It's ugly now," Gu Lan gave him a gouged look, "Are you practicing painting murals on me?"

Ye Qin lazily said: "The good-looking ones are mainly because of the good-looking people."

Gu Lan paused for a moment with his hand that wiped his cheek vigorously, then turned his head and waited for him to finish the second half of his sentence.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qin said: "A good-looking person is worthy of my flowers."

"Really," Gu Lan snorted coldly, and said with a half-smile, "It's a pity that this flower painter is a bit inferior, and I don't think he's good enough for me."

Ye Qin held his breath in his throat, he couldn't get up and down, and sighed for a while as if admitting defeat: "You just don't have a long memory, and you're cuter when you can't speak."

It was time for the consultation, and Gu Lan didn't have time to deal with Ye Qin's nasty graffiti. It was especially disgusting that he actually painted it on his cheek, which made the patient see what it looked like.

He had no choice but to choose a white single robe with a stand-up collar and put it on, and spread his hair a little, barely covering the flower bud.After tidying up, he turned around and saw that Ye Qin had already tidied up neatly, so he looked at him suspiciously.

"Go back to Saha and take care of some things, by the way," Ye Qin put his two fingers into Gu Lan's collar, turned them slightly outward, and looked at him gravely, "If you find that the flower is gone when you come back, , I’ll really stab you.”

Gu Lan raised his face, with a slight smile on his lips: "I'm different from you. I pay attention to hygiene and take a shower every day."

Ye Qin moved his lower lip and said with a smile: "Washing alone can't wash it off. If you don't believe me, try it." After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out the door. He took off the ring and threw it to Gu Lan, "You hold this for me."

_Jiao caramel hall_

Gu Lan lowered his head to play with the amethyst copper ring in his hand, rubbed his thumb on the surface of the ring, and looked at his reflection inside thoughtfully.

October [-]th, Xiayuan Festival.

The weather is getting colder after winter, and the wards of Yanhua Hall have been equipped with charcoal stoves, and the medicine boys and doctors have also put on winter clothes. It seems that snow will fall in a few days.

Gu Lang had to visit a few critically ill patients every night, they were alone in the innermost ward, they came at different times, but their symptoms were surprisingly similar.They all had a high fever, unconsciousness, trembling all over, talking nonsense, twitching hands and feet, and going numb all over, rolling their eyes and staring at something, and they could go on for more than ten hours without blinking.

Symptoms are a bit like hysteria, but hysteria does not cause fever, and no matter what prescription is used, the fever will not go away.Gu Lan looked through the medical books in the library, but couldn't find any relevant records, and was at a loss for what to do for a while.

I was worried, but another one was sent this morning.

"Does it look like a plague?" Liao Xuechan said softly while packing up the medical equipment for Gu Lan, "I remember that these people live not far away, maybe..."

Gu Lan shook his head: "It's not the plague. It's too strange. There is nothing wrong with the pulse condition. The body is obviously normal, so how could it have a fever for no reason?"

Just as she was talking, a woman lying on the innermost side suddenly raised her hands straight up into the sky, her fingers seemed to be grasping something desperately, her eyes were opened as big as copper bells, and she babbled, which sounded very scary .

Gu Lan squatted down in front of the woman's bed, leaned his ear close, and couldn't figure out what she was calling after listening for a long time, so he gave her a shot to temporarily fall asleep.

"It won't work like this, it will delay the patient." Gu Lan went to another patient's bed to check again, and then said to Liao Xuechan, "Today happens to be Xiayuan, so we have to be more careful at night, close the doors and windows tightly, and keep the charcoal fire open again." Burn a little more, I'm going out now, and I'll be back before dawn if nothing happens."

Liao Xuechan hurriedly asked: "It's so late, where is the curator going?"

Gu Lan replied: "Go to a strange doctor and ask, maybe he has seen such a disease before."

Lian Mu learned that the owner of the museum was going out, so he prepared the carriage and waited outside. When Gu Lan walked to the door, Liao Xuechan chased him from behind, and put him in a snow-white fox fur: "It's cold on the mountain at night, the owner of the museum, take care."