Iceberg beauty lifts her head

Skill, it's just that my last hope of recovering my skill has been shattered. Compared with when I was just abolished, the situation is much better. "

After finishing speaking, he grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and a pure and transparent smile appeared.

At this moment, Yao Qiyun heard his optimistic and open-minded words, and couldn't help but see a slight change in his eyes:

He lost all his strength over the years, and if he does not adjust properly in the future, he will become a disabled person with hemiplegia.

Suffering such a cruel and ruthless fate, ordinary people will inevitably feel depressed for a while, but he accepted it with such a calm and open-minded attitude, it seems that he is... worried about him.

However, there was a sudden tremor in my ear, the sound of the medicine bowl not being held firmly and colliding with the porcelain spoon.

Feng Chengyu was holding the medicine bowl with both hands, and he was scratching at the wall of the bowl. His fingernails turned white, but his phalanges were soft as if they were boneless, and he couldn't apply any force.

He felt Yao Qiyun's abnormal gaze, with a wave of sympathy for himself, but his face was just relieved, and even cheeky:

"Qiyun, can you feed me medicine?"

Yao Qiyun frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and scooped up a spoonful of medicine soup for him, brought it to his lips expressionlessly, tilted his wrist, and poured the spoon full of strong medicine into his mouth without any explanation.

Never imagined that he would be so considerate, Feng Chengyu held the porcelain spoon in his mouth, and couldn't help but burst into joy.

But in the next moment, he immediately wrinkled his nose and closed his eyes tightly, showing an expression of extreme disgust——

The bitter taste like Coptis chinensis whipped his taste buds wantonly, numb the root of his tongue, and finally stubbornly stuck in his throat. The taste was unspeakably bitter!

However, Yao Qiyun didn't know what it was like for him. Seeing a spoonful being fed in, the next spoonful was filled neatly and touched his lips, which seemed to urge him to open his mouth.

Spitting out his bitterly astringent tongue, Feng Chengyu almost rolled his eyes bitterly, and blurted out the words of remorse: "What kind of medicine is this, it's so bad..."

There seemed to be a frozen voice in the air, and Yao Qiyun's eyes turned cold: "Huh?"

"It's hard to drink, but good medicine tastes bitter, and it's good for the disease. The more bitter the medicine, the better..."

Feng Chengyu was frightened by him, and hurriedly retracted the conversation: "Although this medicine is a little too good, it's only for one drink, and it's okay if it tastes bad."

Yao Qiyun pursed his lower lip, stared at the thick black syrup in the spoon, then looked up at the person comforting himself, shook his head slightly, and patiently corrected:

"To treat a tendon injury, you need to take [-] doses of medicine, one dose a day."

After feeding a bowl of medicine, Feng Chengyu watched him put down the bowl and was about to leave, and muttered in a low voice, "I don't know if I can give you something sweet."

"Sweet?" Yao Qiyun turned his face away, puzzled.

"Yes, sweet... like wine candy, halva, assorted candy, as long as it is sweet."

Feng Chengyu struggled to sit upright on the couch, raised his limp fingers, and touched his throat sadly, his mouth was still bitter and astringent,

"But don't laugh at me for being greedy. Most people will want to eat something sweet to wash away the bitterness after drinking such a bitter medicine. Isn't that true for you?"

Yao Qiyun paused for a moment.

Indeed, Feng Chengyu is so afraid of suffering, how can he not have sugar after drinking the medicine.But this question has never been considered by the Yao sect disciples who are calm and clean, and never pay attention to the taste of drinking water.

Unexpectedly, there was no snort, and he went straight to find a few pieces of goats from the cabinet, and peeled off the wrappers.

"That's about the same."

Feng Chengyu smashed his mouth, and after the sweetness of lactose melted between his tongue and teeth, he pressed his tongue against his jaw, and licked around his mouth in a wicked way, looking at Yao Qiyun and asked:

"Again, how did your internal strength recover during the few days I was in a coma? Has the whiplash on your back healed?"

Yao Qiyun was throwing the candy wrappers into the wastebasket, but he was still silent when he heard the words, but suddenly there was a sharp arc on the forehead of his eyebrows.

"Ah."

He withdrew the sharpness between his brows, temporarily dismissed the list of villains that came to mind just now, looked at Feng Chengyu who was half lying on the bed, and said:

"You are recuperating in the hospital for the past few days. I won't go back to Xiancheng for the time being. I will kill the rice oil thieves in this area first."

"Eh……"

Feng Chengyu was stunned for a moment, he didn't know if he was crying or smiling: "Xingdu's business is prosperous, and the number of people who are full of money and oppressing the common people is also countless. How can it be said that they will be killed if they say they are killed?"

Yao Qiyun shook his head, and said again: "Among them are the remnants of the Shifang Gang."

He opened the old package and took out a brown and black scroll. With a shake of his hands, a series of scrolls were spread out. On them were portraits of human faces. Some Feng Chengyu happened to recognize them, and they were wanted by the court in recent years. Offenders:

"Ordinary thief merchants are insignificant, but these people are like dealing with the entire Xingdu Ansheng."

Feng Chengyu squinted his eyes lightly, looked at the painting for a while, settled on the heads of several people painted with red crosses, and became thoughtful.

"That's true. The situation in Xingdu is actually not much better than in Xiancheng."

He lightly held his chin, stared at Yao Qiyun, his eyes were serious and thoughtful: "The only thing that can be found out in Xiancheng is the main hiding place in Xianshanmen Cave, but the actual scattered forces are far more than that.

The main reason is that they are too good at disguising themselves as firewood and rice vendors, mingling in crowded and crowded philistine restaurants, and wearing a lot of eyeliner. Even if we have this "wicked list" to confirm their appearance, it is extremely difficult to find them. If it is not good, it will be rashly misidentified, and it will scare innocent people instead. "

Killing people by mistake... Yao Qiyun couldn't help frowning, this is definitely not what he wants to do.

"To deal with them now, it depends on who can hold their breath."

Feng Chengyu slightly raised his hand, and his soft palm lightly touched the rough surface, rubbing it weakly: "No one knows that we came to Xingdu to heal our wounds, and the Shifang Gang and us are both in secret."

"Do you think..." Yao Qiyun pondered: "We should wait and see what happens?"

"Yes, they don't know how your injury is recovering, and they don't know where you went after that."

Feng Chengyu looked at him and nodded lightly: "If you first appeared in Xingdu Concentration in order to get rid of them, you will be known first, and it will give them an opportunity."

Yao Qiyun pondered, but remained silent.

Feng Chengyu didn't know what he was up to, so he murmured in a low voice, as if he was sighing: "But you have to go to them to settle accounts with them like last time, and I don't know what to do with you. Now you are handicapped. Can't help much either."

Yao Qiyun clenched his right fist and let go: "I listen to you."

"Then Qiyun, you have to keep your word!"

Feng Chengyu's eyes lit up, and he clapped his palms together: "Before they find you in the clinic, let's calm down and gather your internal strength, and you can stay and take care of me by the way!"

The joy that suddenly flowed out of his tone made Yao Qiyun feel like he had been fooled by this guy. He pursed his lips, and his questioning tone revealed a hint of displeasure:

"Where is the doctor here?"

"Taking her little boy away..."

Feng Chengyu rested his hands on the soft cushion at the head of the bed, and changed into a more comfortable position: "After she gave you the needles, she left you in my care, and went back to the Medicine King Valley to collect herbs by herself. Can't come back."

Yao Qiyun pursed her lips even tighter, her face still expressionless.

Xingdu is far away from Yaowang Valley, it seems that Li Qianyi will not come back within ten days and a half months.

Yao Qiyun put her finger on his wrist, and took his pulse carefully.

Even though the person is awake, the pulse is so weak that it is barely detectable, and the wrist is thin and weak, these are common abnormalities of qi deficiency.I am also a little proficient in other medical skills, so I can diagnose and treat him.

"Cough...that's right." Feng Chengyu coughed suddenly: "Am I really seriously ill?"

"Well, the internal strength is weak, and the bones are weak." Yao Qiyun didn't hide it, and said frankly: "After all the treatments are over, there should be no too strenuous activities, otherwise it will lead to complete paralysis."

"Oh, I don't want to hear these—" Feng Chengyu suddenly pulled his face bitterly: "I just want to hear your comfort."

"Uh..." Yao Qiyun frowned, and slowly organized words of comfort in his mind: "I will take care of you."

Feng Chengyu licked his lips and looked at him with a chuckle: "From then on, you will sleep with me every night, okay?"

Yao Qiyun hesitated: "Sleep with you?"

Not long ago in the deep forest of Xianshan Mountain, Feng Chengyu also accompanied him through many difficult nights.

"My legs and feet have not recovered yet, and I can't even get out of bed by myself. If I want to wake up in the middle of the night to relieve myself, it will be very inconvenient."

Feng Chengyu hugged a quilt tightly, lowered his head slightly, his long black silk-like hair was untied, draped over his slightly sideways face, spreading a soft halo under the sunlight, that appearance looked fragile And poor:

"Besides, the doctor has gone far away, and now there is no one in the clinic except you and me. If a thief suddenly comes to the door one night, or people from the Shifang Gang come to the door, how can I sleep peacefully without a caretaker?"

"The medical hall is surrounded by high walls, which are well defended. And..." Yao Qiyun motioned to a bed opposite, and agreed, "I'll sleep there."

"I don't think it's safe. A few walls can't stop even ordinary gentlemen on Liangshang." Feng Chengyu curled his lips:

"Besides, the weather has turned cold recently. The autumn in Xingdu is much colder than that in Los Angeles. The two of us sleep in the same bed. Apart from ensuring each other's safety at all times, we can also hug each other for warmth. "

"Uh..." Yao Qiyun recalled being hugged and slept by Feng Chengyu intimately in the tent before, a little unimaginable: "You can burn charcoal fire."

"Oh, that's true. Compared with using your body to warm the bed, charcoal fire is much more practical. Maybe you can get a Tang Pozi to make the bed warm."

Feng Chengyu was downcast for no reason, and leaned closer: "Actually speaking, Qi Yun just doesn't like sleeping with me.