Jianghuke

It wasn't until the sun was sinking that Fang Huaiyuan came out of the side room slowly.

He glanced at the hem of the blood-stained clothes with disgust, threw away half of the discounted wooden stick, and was about to change and wash, when he suddenly saw a figure standing behind the door, he was startled, and shouted: "Who!? "

"it's me."

Fang Huaiyuan took a closer look and said, "It's you. Silently pretending to be a ghost to scare people?"

"What the suzerain means, Jiang Wuzhou should be a dead man." Kang Yuanming's face was stern, "You are good, you hide him behind my back, what are you doing here?"

"You don't need to worry about it." This person has been following him persistently, and Fang Huaiyuan felt upset when he saw it, "Didn't uncle assign you a task? You are so idle all day long, staring at me."

"The task given to me by the suzerain is to watch over you, young master. Until you improve and stop causing trouble."

"It's a long-winded one, isn't it because you're afraid that I'll lose you? Since you've already managed to get the Baiyun faction involved, what's there to be afraid of?" Fang Huaiyuan said impatiently, "If he runs away, The Baiyun sect rushed to kill the man in front of Feihua Pavilion, and when asked, they said that the sword had lost his hand, and Zhong Qinghuan wouldn't say anything."

Kang Yuanming almost wanted to sigh: "Young master, he and Jiang Wuzhou are not as close as they seem on the surface. Even if Jiang Wuzhou disappeared under the suspicion of seeking power and usurping the throne, Zong Qinghuan still wanted to keep him alive. Letting the Baiyun faction take action to kill people is a bad idea, a helpless move, and if you are not careful, all previous efforts will be wasted."

It's almost like saying clearly that this is to wipe your ass.

Fang Huaiyuan was even more annoyed, and said: "I have my own measure, so stop talking!"

Kang Yuanming wanted to persuade him a few words, but when he thought about his young master's stubborn temper, he could only sigh and let him go.

On the other side, Cen Xi was rushing towards Lingde Lake with the half of the glazed lotus pendant in his pocket.

Before stepping into the boundary of Lingde Lake, he heard the wind.

It was said that a traitor had escaped from Feihua Pavilion, the pavilion owner was furious and ordered people to search everywhere, and even invited the Baiyun faction to help.

In the teahouse, the tea drinkers around were spitting and convincing, as if they had witnessed Qing Huan throwing a tantrum and scolding everyone in Feihua Pavilion with their own eyes.Cen Xi's face was serious, he didn't even finish his snacks, he threw a few copper coins and turned around to leave.

joke.

Is it possible to go to Lingde Lake?He was afraid that he would be arrested and interrogated severely as soon as he showed the glazed pendant, or he might lose his life.

It seems that he can only sneak into the house by himself to find out.

Cen Xi was so worried that he didn't sleep all night.

As a former disciple of Yaowanggu, I still have a little kung fu, but if it is against Xuanzong, it will be like cabbage on the chopping block, and it will be cut casually.The distant water on the side of Queyue Mountain can't save the nearby fire. If Chi Heting arrives after receiving the letter, the day lily will be completely cold.

He walked all the way and worried all the way, until he returned to Tianshui Town, he still couldn't think of a solution, and there was a new trouble - the money was spent.

The price offered by the bodyguard agency was so dark that it almost emptied all the savings that Dr. Cen had accumulated during his time in Wu Ning.

Cen Xi thought for a while, then turned around and went into a medical clinic in the town, and said, "Are there any helpers here? I am familiar with medicinal herbs." He was expelled from the Valley of Medicine Kings, and he was not allowed to practice medicine, so he could only do odd jobs. It's work, but it's enough to make a living.

But for some reason, he seemed to fight with the miscellaneous criminals, no matter where he went, he couldn't work for long. Last time, he just found a medical clinic for help, but was arrested by Gu Miao.Cen Xi scratched his head, thinking that he shouldn't be unlucky, and turned around to get busy with peace of mind.

It was getting late, the clinic was closed, and the sitting doctor also went home.

Cen Xi had nowhere to go, so he stayed in the clinic with another old man surnamed Zhang, packing up and preparing for dinner.After working for a long time, he was really hungry. Before he picked up the rice bowl and took a bite, he heard a loud noise.

"What kind of broken medical clinic, closed so early! Where's the doctor? No doctor!??"

With an ouch, the old man ran to the front hall in a panic.

Cen Xi: "..."

Listen to the voice, is it Fang Huaiyuan?What a coincidence?

He thought for a while, took advantage of the chaos in the front hall, put down his rice bowl, quickly put on an old long coat left by the sitting doctor, stole a bag of turmeric powder, mixed it with water, and smeared it on his face and neck indiscriminately , dabbed some soot on the cheekbones, scratched his hair, rushed out and said, "I am! I am the doctor! Where is the patient?"

Fang Huaiyuan was taken aback by him, stopped smashing the store, and looked suspiciously at the boy who rushed out suddenly.His hair was messed up like a chicken coop, his face was yellow and emaciated as if he hadn't had enough food for 800 years, and his body exuded a strange smell.

He couldn't help but took half a step back and said, "Where is the beggar coming from!"

"What kind of beggar, I just wandered here from a foreign country, and I just went to a relative's hospital today, and I haven't had time to clean it up." Cen Xi was so nervous that half of his body went numb, lowered his voice, and said bravely, "Saving people is like Putting out the fire, if you delay any longer, you are not afraid that something will happen to the patient?"

Old man Zhang sat on the ground, trembling and speechless, looking around at the smashed things around him, wiping away his tears.

Fang Huaiyuan saw that there was really no third living person in the hospital, pinched his nose, and reluctantly said: "Then you come with me. The ugly thing is the first, if you don't cure the person, you don't want to live!"

"..." History is always surprisingly similar.

In his heart, Cen Xi wished he could roll a hundred eyes at him, even taking the part that he didn't dare to turn to Gu Miao before.

He timidly said: "This, this is not good..."

Fang Huaiyuan kicked him on the buttocks, cursing: "Keep it up, believe it or not, I set fire to this shabby hospital!?"

Cen Xi hurriedly dug out the medicine box, stuffed a lot of anti-inflammatory medicines into it, and said with a low eyebrow, "Master, where are we going?"

"Zhenbei... just follow me, there's so much nonsense!"

Fang Huaiyuan led him around for a long time, and finally came to the gate of the haunted house, and said: "It's inside. Don't ask when you go in, just save people, do you hear me?"

Cen Xi hugged the medicine box, took a deep breath, and said, "Got it."

After entering the door, he wandered around until he walked to the innermost room, only to see the unconscious Jiang Wuzhou.At that moment, Cen Xi trembled uncontrollably, blood rushed to his head, slipped his hand, and nearly hit his foot by the medicine box.

Fang Huaiyuan saw that he was shaking violently, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing, just scared."

Cen Xi picked up the medicine box and put it on the table, and slowly approached the bed, fearing that he might accidentally lose his temper, he turned around and punched Fang Huaiyuan, revealing his secrets on the spot.

He roughly scanned the scars on Jiang Wuzhou's body, there were whip wounds, club wounds, sharp weapon stab wounds... There were also large bruises, bumps and scrapes all over, shocking, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

"...I'll go get a basin of water first and come back."

"Wait," Fang Huaiyuan called to him, took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, threw it over and said, "Take one of the medicine inside."

Cen Xi followed his advice and asked, "What is this?"

"Once you take this pill, you have to take one every three days, otherwise life will be worse than death." Fang Huaiyuan snorted, "Be honest, don't try to play tricks."

Cen Xi answered honestly, came back with a basin of clean water, started to clean up the most serious wound, picked out the wood thorns stuck inside one by one with a silver needle, applied medicinal powder, and then carefully bandaged it.

This work was time-consuming and laborious, Fang Huaiyuan only stared at it for a moment, then couldn't sit still, got up and said, "I'll go buy some food."

Cen Xi wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said casually, "Bring some light food for the patient, either soup or porridge."

Fang Huaiyuan paused, only to feel that the voice sounded somewhat familiar.And this doctor is not as submissive as before, so strange.

He looked back at Cen Xi for a long while, but couldn't figure out why, full of suspicion, he turned his head and left.

After Cen Xi finished his work, he glanced at the sky.I don't know where this guy went to buy food, and he hasn't seen him for almost an hour.So he found two pieces of ginseng from the medicine box and gave them to Jiang Wuzhou to suck, ran to the window to have a look, closed them tightly, and then came back and whispered in his ear: "Young Master Jiang? Young Master Jiang? Wake up , it's me, Cen Xi."

Jiang Wuzhou's eyelids moved slightly.

Just as Cen Xi was about to make persistent efforts, he suddenly heard a soft knock outside the door, and immediately suppressed his joy, pretending to be cleaning up the blood-stained bandages and gauze.

Fang Huaiyuan hurried in, glanced casually, put the food box in his hand on the table, and said: "I have something to do today, I will come back tomorrow morning, you take care of it first. Don't go out casually, I will take care of anything you need." bring."

"I need gauze and hemostatic and anti-inflammatory..."

Before the words were finished, the door was slammed shut again.

Well done wow.

As soon as the person left, Cen Xi stopped pretending, stroked his hair, and spat hard at the closed door, muttering and cursing like an angry sparrow.

Jiang Wuzhou quietly opened his eyes, looking at the boy with disheveled hair and weird clothes, his eyes were as soft as a light cloud.

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