[Four famous arrests] Dao Wushu

Chapter 40

Doctor's order

After all, Xiyin went to the opposite door of the Shenhou Mansion to find Liu Chenshu—it wasn't that she didn't believe in Zhui Ming's words, but she just wanted to ask Liu Chenshu whether Zhui Ming's injury was serious or not, and when he was recuperating. Are there any taboos or points that should be paid attention to? Of course, half of the reason is that she was chased after her life to urge her to go—— Xiyin's injury is not serious, it would be best if she could find Liu Chenshu to take a look but.

Except for every night, whenever Liu Chenshu is at home, the door of her house seems to be always ajar and not closed——Xiyin entered the door alone, and walked to the entrance of the hall unimpeded, looking inside. When seeing the scene, Wei Wei blinked her eyes in surprise——

Liu Chenshu was not alone in the room—Wu Qing was sitting opposite her, with a stern expression and no expression, holding a locust stone in his hand.

Both of them seemed to have some injuries—especially Liu Chenshu, whose white gauze was set against the black robe, which looked particularly conspicuous.

On the table in front of Liu Chenshu was an exquisite small plate with three or five pieces of flower cakes neatly stacked inside. Standing at the door, Xiyin could vaguely smell the sweet fragrance from the flower cakes; Next to the cake is a small and exquisite jug.

Liu Chenshu reached out and pinched a piece of flower cake and put it in his mouth. It seemed to be delicious. There was a slight satisfied smile on his face, and his phoenix eyes were slightly raised—Wuqing seemed to be a little distracted. thinking.

Liu Chenshu glanced at him, stretched out his hand to pick up the jug on the table, without using a cup, he just held the whole jug and raised his head to drink - the ruthless fingers moved slightly, and the locust stone in his hand shot instantly out.

Liu Chenshu's complexion changed, and he immediately moved to the left with the flagon in his arms - Wuqing's move didn't seem to be too serious, the locust stone barely brushed against the flagon.

Liu Chenshu protected the jug, and was about to pour the wine again—the sound of the hidden weapon piercing the air sounded again almost at the same time as her movement, Liu Chenshu reflexively turned back, and finally protected it again. As soon as the jug hit the ground, it narrowed its phoenix eyes slightly, looking ruthless with a sullen face.

Wuqing raised his head, unexpectedly smiled lightly, turned his head to look at the door, and nodded to Xiyin as a greeting.

Xi Yin also nodded to him, then raised her face to look at Liu Chenshu, and asked softly, "Are you... also injured?"

"It's nothing, it's just a scratch. You know I'm a disciple of Wanhua, and my medical skills will never be too bad. Don't worry about me." The expression on Liu Chenshu's face suddenly softened. Xiyin's pulse, and then he picked up a piece of flower cake and stuffed it into the little Taoist nun's mouth, then turned around and leaned over the table, took out a paper and picked up a pen to write quickly.

The flower cake tasted very good, Xiyin swallowed the flower cake in her mouth obediently, and her expression softened; Liu Chenshu had also finished writing at this time, reached out and handed over the paper, and then seemed to chuckle , stretched out his fingers and gently wiped the corners of her mouth, gently wiped off a little bit of the flower cake, and said softly:

"You are seriously injured, you should take the medicine obediently according to this prescription."

Xiyin nodded, took Fang Zi away, and kept his eyes on Liu Chenshu's gauze-wrapped left wrist as he asked, "Chasing him... How is the injury?"

"He was the one who was the most injured among the four senior brothers. It was a walk through hell, but he's fine now. You can watch him take medicine for a while and he'll be fine. Don't worry," Liu said. Shen Shu said, as if he suddenly remembered something, his phoenix eyes raised slightly, and suddenly he turned his head to look at Wuqing, and while rubbing his injured left wrist, he almost gritted his teeth and said,

"There is only one thing that is most important - before the injury recovers, thousands, ten thousand, no, can, drink, drink!"

Wuqing suddenly laughed, reached out and took a piece of flower cake, and moved the jug on the table a little further away from Liu Chenshu.

Xiyin looked at Wuqing suspiciously, but didn't ask any more questions, just nodded seriously, and turned back to Shenhou Mansion.

……

"Don't drink, definitely don't drink!" In the old building, after hearing the "doctor's order" relayed by Xiyin, Zhui Ming vowed to pat his chest to reassure him. Seeing that Xiyin was still staring at him dubiously, he finally gritted his teeth cruelly, He stuffed the wine gourd that he always carried with him into Xiyin's hand, "You put it away until I recover from my injury, so it's okay for the head office?"

This gourd...he has always been with him everywhere, and he always takes it with him—Xi Yin was slightly surprised, touched the gourd in his hand subconsciously, and looked up at him.

Zhui Ming was staring straight at the gourd with a bitter face, his eyes were full of struggle and reluctance, but for some reason Xi Yin felt...he was happy now.

Xiyin hesitated for a moment, and asked for the first time, "...why?"

Zhui Ming was taken aback for a moment, puzzled and said: "What's wrong?"

"You..." Xiyin hesitated for a moment, then said softly with some uncertainty, "Very happy?"

The movement of chasing life froze for a moment, then suddenly he laughed out loud, nodded frankly and admitted: "Yes, I am very happy."

Xi Yin blinked her eyes, looking confused—Zui Ming smiled and shook her head, her right hand moved slightly.

The movement of raising his hand is a little strenuous for him now, but fortunately, he has just put the gourd into Xi Yin's hand with great effort, and his hand is very close to her hand. The little nun's hand was completely in the palm of her hand.

Xi Yin hesitated for a moment, then suddenly exerted force in her hand, and grabbed Zhui Ming's hand.

One hand is wide and warm, and the other hand is small and cool, but they fit together unexpectedly.

"Before you were seriously injured and unconscious. At that time, I was still thinking, what if you..." Zhui Ming suddenly paused when he said this, and he couldn't finish this sentence for a while, but he simply didn't want to bring it up. The words jumped over, and then continued, "When I get hurt, no one will watch when I get drunk! Fortunately, I haven't been so unlucky yet."

When he said the last sentence, Zhui Ming couldn't help laughing, and he didn't know whether he was laughing at himself for his bad luck, or rejoicing that they were still alive after all - but no matter what, the current situation For him, it was already something to be happy about.

Xiyin seemed to understand the meaning of his words, and couldn't help but raised the corners of her mouth, but quickly resumed her usual seriousness, hugged the life-seeking gourd in her arms, and nodded seriously , with a solemn tone as if making a promise:

"I'll watch you—and keep watching."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the little nun seems to have accentuated the word "always".

Zhuiming held her hand tightly and laughed very heartily—for the first time in his life, he felt that being controlled by someone so that he could not drink alcohol could be a very happy and warm thing.

Xi Yin turned her head to look at him, blinked her eyes softly, then suddenly slowly bent down, and under Zhui Ming's unbelievable eyes, gently kissed his forehead - just like... …the last time she woke up injured, what Zhui Ming did to her.

Zhui Ming's muscles almost tensed up, and the light in his eyes didn't know whether it was surprise or shock. The two just looked at each other without saying a word for a long while, and Zhui Ming seemed to have finally found his voice , said in a hoarse voice:

"Xiyin, you..."

"The last time you kissed me, I felt very at ease." Xiyin sat up straight again, and said seriously with a small face, "You...you also need to take good care of your wounds."

Zhui Ming was stunned, and it took him a while to react, he didn't know whether he should be happy or angry at this moment, he shook his head and gave a wry smile:

"Although I'm glad you kissed me, no, if I hadn't broken my leg now, I'd be jumping for joy, but..."

When Zhuiming said this, he suddenly coughed hard, raised his face suddenly, and lowered his voice, with a serious face:

"Until you understand what I said last time, you are not allowed to kiss anyone else." Zhui Ming thought for a while, gritted his teeth, and finally added another sentence, "You can't even kiss me!"

——The little Taoist nun is so innocent that she doesn't understand anything, but he does.He can't take advantage of her, even... She took the initiative.

He was afraid that when she finally understood one day in the future, if the person she liked was not him, she would regret it.

——But no matter what, when he kissed her last time, she didn't reject her, but felt at ease... This is really a surprise.

Xiyin turned her head slightly, her eyelashes fluttered, as if she was gradually understanding something, but she was still a bit dazed, and asked softly with some hesitation: "I... don't want you to get hurt, you go back to Bian After Beijing, I sometimes think of you, and I... don't want you to be sad——so, does that count as liking?"

"You want to see someone all the time, you care about whether she is happy or sad, and you don't want him to suffer any harm..." - this is what Zhui Ming said when he explained to her what "like" is that day .

Zhui Ming didn't expect her to say that at all, so he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, a burst of surprise flooded his eyes, but when he raised his eyes, he met Xi Yin's serious and serious expression—it didn't look like a woman at all. When the child talks to the person he likes, it is like sitting and discussing the Tao with fellow practitioners, rigorous and meticulous.

Zhui Ming shook his head dumbfounded, but subconsciously straightened his face, and instinctively followed the memories of that day and asked:

"Then—wouldn't you be upset if you saw me with other girls?"

The author has something to say: Is it a token of love to give away the wine gourd that I carry with me→_→

It's also forbidden to drink alcohol, third master, how mighty and domineering your elder brother is, and how gentle and considerate you are?Are you lucky? 233333333333

Eating tofu or something, the girls in my family are always so mighty and majestic!Can't help but happily give myself a thumbs up!