[Master] Why is a hometown

Cangyu Medical Building has always been famous for its strange style. Although the medical skills are superb, the neurotic personality and attitude of the four mysterious doctors really opened Yuan Wuxiang's eyes.

During the first consultation, they honestly followed the treatment plan prepared by Mu Xinyuan; during the second consultation, the four talked to each other, sometimes quarreling, sometimes laughing, and proposed all kinds of whimsical and sensational treatments Way.

"It's better to cut it open, I have been curious about the extent of her organ damage for a long time."

"The former landlord brought back from Beiyu a strange poison that she had never seen before. Anyway, she is not afraid of poison, and it is just right to fight poison with poison. Come and try."

"Hmm... Do you want to try the poisonous insects in the South Sea beyond Tianwai?"

Yuan Wuxiang almost broke out in a cold sweat at the door, and hurriedly reminded: "Everyone...Since A Yuan has made a claim, please do something to wake her up as soon as possible. Yuan Wuxiang thank you here."

The arguing in the room paused, and after a while, Hua Fengnu sneered.

"Heh... who's the best friend, we're just talking, put your heart back in your stomach, don't get in the way of the treatment here!"

Yuan Wuxiang was startled, and was speechless immediately.

Zuo Changkun looked up at Hua Fengnu: "Why are you losing your temper?"

"Hmph, it's rare for this sick man to give in to us. He didn't forget to bring a good friend who can fight when he came to ask for help. It's obviously a threat." Hua Fengnu looked sullen, opened Mu Xinyuan's mouth mercilessly with one hand, and gulped it down. A whole bowl of strange concoction that turned black in blue.

"He has a good friend, why are you getting angry? Be gentle, don't do bad things, and affect the reputation of the medical building."

Lu Zangtuo whispered: "Women, women's jealousy..."

"To shut up!!!"

"……sorry!"

Yuan Wuxiang stood by the door and listened silently to the conversation in the room, his guess had been confirmed.

The moment Mu Xinyuan regained consciousness, he swiftly brushed away the sharp incision knife in front of him with a quick palm, and forcefully got up, ignoring the surge of energy and blood in his body, and dodged to the side, with a bright smile on his face: "The way a medical building treats guests, Still so unique.”

"Hmph." Zuo Huakun resentfully put away the scalpel, with regret in his eyes.

"Are you awake?" Hua Fengnu put her hands on her hips, her brows were furrowed, and her whole body was filled with irritability and impatience: "Please do what you want when you wake up, the medical building does not accept visitors."

Mu Xinyuan was as good as he was, and walked towards the door with a slightly vain footsteps: "I will make a note of the helping hand this time. As for the medical expenses, I will pay them off in another day."

Pushing open the door, she tried to step over the threshold, but she felt dizzy and nearly fell down.

"Be careful." The silver-clothed Taoist supported her left wrist with one hand, and protected her swaying body with the other. His movements were natural and somewhat intimate. Hua Fengnu's mouth twitched and his eyes rolled.

Mu Xinyuan collected himself, glanced at him quickly, then shook her head: "I'm fine. Let's leave first."

"But you haven't recovered yet."

"It's okay." She said helplessly: "The medical building has its own rules, so it's useless to stay longer."

"Okay." Seeing her weakness, Yuan Wuxiang didn't dare to let go, and only bowed slightly to the room: "Four mysterious doctors, thank you for your help, and leave."

Hand in hand, all the way without words.

Mu Xinyuan was supported by Yuan Wuxiang, and the distance between the two was inevitably too close, which made her feel quite uncomfortable.

After taking the poison that day, she wanted to deal with the scene to avoid Yuan Wuxiang's embarrassment after waking up, but her body couldn't hold on, and she passed out without even putting on her clothes.

She lowered her head and carefully observed Yuan Wuxiang's expression from the corner of her eyes, and saw that he was still calm and calm, but a little more solemn, and she couldn't tell whether he had any impression of what happened that night, or how much he understood.

Traveling to a village, Yuan Wuxiang saw her shortness of breath and pale complexion, so he found a family to ask for a place to stay.

The villagers were simple, seeing that the two of them had an extraordinary bearing, and described them as a bit embarrassed, as if they were people in distress, so they kindly packed out a room for them to rest.

As soon as Mu Xinyuan sat down, she said, "Yuan Wuxiang, let me watch your pulse."

Yuan Wuxiang poured her a glass of warm water, and refused, "I'm fine. But you, do you still need to take measures?"

Mu Xinyuan's thoughts raced, and she blurted out: "I will prepare some medicine for myself, please help me find the medicine."

"okay."

So one of them wrote vigorously, while the other waited quietly with their hands down. At the moment of handing over the prescription, the eyes of the two met for a while, and then restrained themselves, for fear that the other party would see their hidden emotions.

According to the prescription prescribed by Mu Xinyuan, Yuan Wuxiang found all kinds of medicines as quickly as possible, and then sent a letter to Jiangnan Fengfu.

He thought... There are some things that should be handled by Ah Yuan's relatives.

After returning to the village, he boiled the medicine himself and sent it to Mu Xinyuan's room. After watching her finish eating and drinking the medicine, he opened his mouth slowly.

"A Yuan, I have sent a letter to Butler Mo, asking him to send someone to pick you up."

Seeing that he hadn't done anything ahead of time, Mu Xinyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said lightly, "Well, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"You don't have to be so polite." Yuan Wuxiang paused, and decided to insinuate: "A Yuan, besides your master and brother, do you have any other relatives alive?"

"Why did you suddenly ask about this?" Mu Xinyuan sharply looked away, pretending to be confused: "I was adopted by Master since I was a child, and they are my close relatives."

"It's nothing. In fact, I was also an orphan rescued by Master from the flood. I have made Daozhen my home since I was a child."

"Oh."

Mu Xinyuan lowered his head and took a sip of herbal tea slowly, and stopped talking.

The room was quiet, Yuan Wuxiang stared at her soft side face for a long time, and finally stopped turning around: "A Yuan, I think..."

Mu Xinyuan suddenly interrupted: "Don't think about anything. Thinking too much is the root of trouble."

——She knew it well, it was not stupid to have no hometown.

"If you want me to pretend to be ignorant, it's really difficult for others, and how embarrassing is it?"

"Human life is at stake, and matters of urgency should be followed. What's more, you were killed to save me, and you must be rescued because of emotion and reason."

"But that's not the reason why Yuan Wuxiang can pretend to be stupid and evade responsibility." Yuan Wuxiang looked at her deeply, and caught off guard and reached out to hold her uninjured left hand tightly: "A Yuan, let's take it seriously." talk, okay?"

Mu Xinyuan wanted to take his hand out of his hand, but she couldn't do it, so she had to give up, and finally she was willing to look him in the eye: "There is nothing to talk about."

"If you wish..."

"I don't want to."

"A Yuan..." Yuan Wuxiang didn't care that his tone was already soft and even pleading, and he held Mu Xinyuan's cold palm with both hands: "This kindness is too heavy, please give it to me." a chance."

Mu Xinyuan withdrew his hand abruptly, and bounced off the table with an abnormal blush on his pale face, and his chest heaved violently: "If I say I don't want to, I just don't want to! Uh..."

Xu Shi was too emotional, which affected the old wound and drug patient who had not healed. She felt chest tightness and pain, and a blush overflowed from her lips.

Yuan Wuxiang was startled, and quickly stepped forward to hug her and sat down again, pouring internal energy into her vest with one hand, helping her to calm down, and comforting her constantly: "Okay, we won't talk about this matter anymore. Don't worry. Heal your wounds, I will send you back to Jiangnan when you recover from your wounds, okay?"

Mu Xinyuan frowned tightly, and couldn't care how intimate Yuan Wuxiang was embracing her at the moment, so she nodded slightly: "...um."

Mu Shaoai Fang came back from Xi Miao's official business, and was lying dead in the Zhonglie Wangfu. When he received the news that Jiangnan Fengfu had been bloodbathed, he was burned to death. Back on the bed: "Be honest, take care of your own life, I will help you investigate the matter of the Feng Mansion!"

"but……"

"What but but but? Zhu Hen, come and prepare some more eggs for him to replenish his body."

"Oh, my lord..."

Mu Shaoai had a bitter expression on his face.

"You know the power of Nangong Shenyi's secret tricks best. Don't take your own life seriously. If you keep talking, I will take coercive measures."

Mu Shaoai, who was immobilized by the guards of the Zhonglie Wangfu, raised his head and sighed: "My lord, aren't you forcing me now?"

"That's right, forced rest!"

The stubborn old prince walked away, and Zhu Hen took pleasure in admiring Mu Shaoai's embarrassment for a moment, and then said: "The old prince has spoken, so don't resist me. I'll leave Fengfu once, so you have nothing to say." Alright."

"Hmm..." Under the control of the guards, Mu Shaoai gave up resisting, and stretched out two fingers: "20 days, I can wait up to 20 days, I can't delay."

"Crap."

Zhu Hen turned around and left Zhonglie Palace with strides.

Twenty days later, he brought back a message from the old butler Mo of the Feng Mansion. Apart from the bloody case in the Feng Mansion, there was also the news that the younger sister of Yaowanggu was besieged and seriously injured in the southeast of a hundred barbarians.

"Oh, it's really worse." Mu Shaoai repeatedly hit his head with a water pipe, and his head was as big as a bucket.

"How? Are you going?"

"Junior sister is in trouble, it's time for senior brother to make his debut."

Zhu Hen smiled but didn't smile: "Now that you look like this, don't be disgusted by your little junior sister."

Mu Shaoai smiled silently against the tattoo marks on his face and his full head of silver hair.

Mu Xinyuan was about to open the window to breathe, when a white head poked out of the window unexpectedly.

"Junior sister, see you soon."

She was startled, and decisively withdrew the support, and the suddenly falling window smashed Mu Shaoai's face into ashes.

"Cough cough..." Zhongyuan Pharmacist coughed several times, and wailed loudly: "Where is the love of fellow practitioners? Junior sister, won't your conscience hurt?"

Inside the room, Mu Xinyuan was stunned for a moment, remembering the familiar yet unfamiliar face just now.

Well, the face is right, and the expression and tone are also right.

——But, what about the white hair turning into snow?And that hideous tattoo...

With a "click", the door was pushed open, and she stepped out of the farmhouse and stared straight at the long-lost elder brother: "Mu Shaoai?"

"Huhu, of course."

Mu Xinyuan really showed a trace of disgust: "I'm old and ugly."

"Hey--"

"A Yuan, who is this?"

Mu Shaoai was about to tease his junior sister, when suddenly a silver-clothed Taoist came and approached Mu Xinyuan.

Mu Shaoai concentrated his attention, and saw that Taoist was handsome and calm, gentle and introverted, standing next to his little junior sister was really... No matter how you look at it, how harmonious it is, oh, what a couple.

Oh--

Mu Shaoai gave his junior sister a playful look gossipingly, and said solemnly: "My pharmacist, Mu Shaoai, is Ah Yuan's senior brother."

"Huh?" Seeing Mu Shaoai's meaningful expression, Yuan Wuxiang seemed to find a glimmer of light in the melancholy that had subsided for many days: "In Xianan Road, Zhenyuan Wuxiang. Brother Mu, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Ha, nice to meet you."

Standing between the two men, Mu Xinyuan was really uncomfortable by the weird atmosphere where the two of them seemed to be silently seeking some kind of tacit understanding.

"Mu, Shao, Ai, since you're here, come and let me watch your pulse."

"Yeah...Little Junior Sister, it's reversed, it's obviously the senior brother, I'm here to care for you."

"Pretend, keep pretending." Mu Xinyuan showed an unforgiving side: "I am not cultivated enough, not blind. If you want to treat me as blind..."

A warm yellow sleeve suddenly appeared in front of Mu Xinyuan.

Mu Shaoai pushed aside his sleeves with one hand, and still winked at Yuan Wuxiang: "Okay, okay, let me show you, oh, little junior sister, you are such a knife-mouthed and tofu-hearted girl, but senior brother, I cherish this opportunity very much." , Let’s take a closer look.”

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Little Master: Brother-in-law get.

Mu Shaoai: Hello sister-in-law~~~~