Flower Stealing Master Chapter 8: Misunderstanding
"Can it really be cured?" Song Qingshu was a little skeptical, after all, there is nothing to be done without a name.
"Senior Brother Song should not hold on too much hope. You can only try your best. The probability of success is only 10 or 20%. I wonder if Senior Brother Song will try again?" Zhang Wuji thought carefully and frowned. .
"One or two accomplishments is enough, you do your best." For Song Qingshu who is desperate, one or two percent is indeed very high. If Zhang Wuji packed up and said that he had more than half of the hope that he could be cured, Song Qingshu would not dare. Believe him, after all Wuming is helpless, and now that he says this, Song Qingshu's heart suddenly rises with a glimmer of hope.
"Brother Wuji, I don't think you should try it anymore, so as not to be a villain." Zhao Min felt that his sweetheart's behavior this time was a bit abrupt, and no one would be grateful if he was cured. , I am afraid that all kinds of rumors will be circulated at that time.
"Don't worry, I know it in my heart." Zhang Wuji said in a deep voice. Zhao Min thought he wanted to heal Song Qingshu's injury to make up for his debt to Zhou Zhiruo, so he stopped talking.
"Miss Zhao, please rest assured, if it is not cured, Song is destined to escape this disaster. Song will not blame anyone." Song Qingshu said Zhao Min's heart. When did Song Qingshu be so open-minded Up?
Zhou Zhiruo was also a little strange, but she felt ashamed in her heart, and she did not think about it, and she agreed with her: "Jiang Master Zhang can do her best, my husband... and the couple will definitely be impressed."
Song Qingshu was a little worried at first that Zhang Wuji wanted to take the opportunity to kill him, but then he thought about it, he promised to heal himself in front of so many people today. If he is not cured, it’s fine. If he is to be healed, consider him Everyone knows everything about Zhou Zhiruo back then. I am afraid that by then everyone in the martial arts will think that Zhang Wuji was a shameless villain who killed his husband and seized his wife.
In the next period of time, Zhang Wuji often came to give Song Qingshu acupuncture, take medicine, and exercise therapy to heal his injuries. After a few days, his internal strength was exhausted.
On the contrary, Song Qingshu feels a little sorry, thinking that he can be regarded as the most benevolent to his love rival.
"Take medicine, Qingshu." Zhou Zhiruo brought a bowl of black Chinese medicine over and raised his head to feed her mouthfuls.
Snuggling against Zhou Zhiruo, feeling the elasticity of her body, as well as the faint fragrance, Song Qingshu felt a little contemplative for a while. During this period of time, he did not relax his vigilance at all. Every night, he was on guard against Zhang Wuji coming to steal the fragrant jade like the last time. After a few days, there was nothing abnormal, and no one came to point his acupuncture points, and he thought of that Shao Min. The princess is not an ordinary character either, with an eight-sided exquisite heart. This time he knew that Zhang Wuji often came into contact with Zhou Zhiruo. If she could come to private meetings every night without telling her, Zhao Min would not be able to hold the title of wit Wushuang.
I haven't seen it for a few days. Zhou Zhiruo's place seems to have grown bigger again. While drinking the medicine, Song Qingshu's light swept across the chest of the beautiful woman beside her, and smiled evilly. Suddenly Song Qingshu thought of a terrible conjecture, and his smile stopped abruptly.
"Zhiruo, I don't feel well in my stomach, so I can go out to make it easier." Song Qingshu pretended to be very contorted.
Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips and stood up, tidying up her dress, and clearing the way. Song Qingshu ran all the way to the hut, took a close look at no one around, and quickly stretched out his finger to his throat and scratched, and immediately vomited all the potion he had just drunk.
It turned out that Song Qingshu only noticed that Zhou Zhiruo's chest was getting fuller, and suddenly remembered that the girl's place would only become fuller when it was often moisturized by rain and dew. He had been guarding against the two of them cheating at night, and suddenly realized that it is not the same for cheating during the day?
Because it was broad daylight before, Song Qingshu relaxed his vigilance. Now, in retrospect, every time I drank the medicine, I was confused for a period of time. At that time, I thought I would be lethargic like taking some western medicine in my previous life. The side effects, plus the blue sky and white sun, didn't take it to heart.
Not long after returning to the room, Song Qingshu pretended to be tired, his eyelids seemed to be open and closed, and soon fell asleep.
"Qingshu Qingshu?" Zhou Zhiruo gently pushed him a few times, wondering: "Why do I fall asleep so quickly every time I take medicine?"
"No need to shout, after I have improved the ten-flavored soft tendons, he will not be able to wake up within an hour." At this time, Zhang Wuji's voice came over, and Song Qingshu was shocked, and then his body was lethargic. point.
Hearing what the two said, Song Qingshu finally understood that they were hooked up before going into a coma again. The anger in his heart was like a volcanic eruption. Hehehe, I was really naive, thinking that they were trying to save myself. Just use this as a guise to facilitate their cheating.
"Zhang Wuji, what do you mean?" Seeing Song Qingshu's head tilted, Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly stretched out his fingers to probe his nose, and then heaved a sigh of relief when he felt the breath. Turning back to look at Zhang Wuji, his face suddenly sank.
"Otherwise, where do we have the opportunity to say something about ourselves, it is always inconvenient if he is awake." Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu and said.
"Master Zhang, I hope to have self-respect!" Zhou Zhiruo stood up, with a hint of chill in her tone, "I did promise to reconcile with you before, but to Song Qingshu, I owe him, you must heal him. . Otherwise, there is always a thorn in my heart, it is impossible to be nice to you."
Zhang Wuji was silent for a while, and replied, "This is natural."
"Are you...really able to cure Qingshu?" Zhou Zhiruo asked suspiciously, noticing the uncertainty in his tone.
Zhang Wuji hesitated for a moment, and still said: "Brother Song's meridians are completely broken, it is no longer a medicine and stone can be cured. I have a certainty, but I have actually exaggerated a lot."
"It turns out that you just wanted to take the opportunity to approach me for the treatment of Qingshu!" Zhou Zhiruo glared at him angrily~IndoMTL.com~ I said why Qingshu fell asleep as soon as he took the medicine during this period. It turns out that everything is you. Damn it. "
"Otherwise? It is inevitable that there will be rumors coming to you on weekdays, and they are not very good to you and me." Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly.
"I don't need to pursue the previous matter, but you must cure Qingshu." Zhou Zhiruo said categorically.
"Take a mouthful of a young man, why, do you care about him so much?" Zhang Wuji was jealous.
"Perhaps this is just a reason to persuade me to leave my husband and be nice to you," Zhou Zhiruo's tone was full of sadness, "Brother Wuji, you know what people want for you, but I am a married woman. Have their own concerns."
"I can't do it if I was wrong, sister Zhiruo." Zhang Wuji quickly apologized.
"You know that your medical skills are great, how can you not cure Qingshu's injuries?" Zhou Zhiruo suddenly flashed an idea, watching him and asked, "It won't be because Qingshu is my husband. A man’s jealousy, deliberately kill him."
"How come." Zhang Wuji waved his hand quickly, "I did my best."
Zhou Zhiruo kept staring at him intently until he looked a little unnatural, and then said lightly: "Well, I believe you for the time being. But this kind of treatment can't continue anymore, I will take Qingshu back to Emei first. Healed up. When did you think of a way to cure Qingshu, when do you come to me again."
Zhang Wuji opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Zhou Zhiruo refused to give him a chance, and said coldly: "Come on, send Teacher Zhang out."
Looking at Zhang Wuji's helpless departure, Zhou Zhiruo muttered to herself: "Brother Wuji, I know you can save him. It depends on whether you are willing to pay such a big price for me." /