Da Qin: I became friends with Zhao Zheng

"I'm not angry because you disturbed my sleep! Do you know that disturbing someone's sleep will accelerate the aging of the skin? I don't want to become an old lady so soon!" Yao Xing pouted, still feeling aggrieved. Woolen cloth!

Zhao Zheng continued to cover his nose, raised his head and glanced at Yao Xing: "You are already very young and beautiful. I remember that other women in their fifties already have half their hair gray, and you only have a few. Don’t take it too seriously.”

What?Got gray hair?

Yao Xing was instantly frightened, grabbing her loose hair behind her shoulders and looking in front of her eyes.As a result, I discovered another sad fact, that is, my eyesight was not good either.

The room was usually brightly lit when he was reading and checking accounts, so Yao Xing had never experienced his aging body so directly.It was still morning, with only some sunlight coming in. When Yao Xing looked at her hair, it turned out that it was no longer clearly defined, but in pieces.

Feeling discouraged all of a sudden, Yao Xing let go of her hair and sat beside Zhao Zheng in despair.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Zheng was very angry.

He was obviously injured, but why did he just care and leave? Are two white hairs more important than his injury?

Yao Xing did not answer Zhao Zheng's words. When he saw an imperial doctor running towards the door, he ignored him and went back to bed to catch up on his sleep, hoping that he would be slower.

When Zhao Zheng got angry, he threw the handkerchief at his nose. Although he didn't hit Yao Xing, he didn't land until he reached the bedside, which shows how much strength he used.

As soon as I took the handkerchief away, I felt that the blood had stopped flowing. Apart from some pain, I was almost fine.

But the imperial doctor has arrived, so let him check it out!

After checking the pulse, the imperial doctor said: "Master Qi, there is nothing wrong with the pulse. It may be that the liver fire is too strong. Drink some decoction to dispel the fire immediately."

Zhao Zheng glanced at the imperial doctor and said nothing.

But Yao Xing suddenly spoke: "He has a trauma!"

Zhao Zheng had a dark look on his face. He was too embarrassed to say that he had been kicked so he didn't tell the imperial doctor. As a result, the instigator refused to stop and had to tell the truth.

The imperial doctor was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask if there was an assassination attempt.But years of caution made him shut up, and after a while he figured out the origin of the injury.

If there was an assassination, a large number of people would have rushed in to protect him. Now there is no movement outside, so it can only be done by the two people inside the house.

After raising his head and getting closer to observe the injury on his nose, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not serious. As long as you don't suffer any trauma in the past few days, it will be healed in about three days."

It would be strange if something happened. He was panting all the way and he definitely ran as fast as he could, but the bleeding had stopped by the time he arrived.If it is washed clean and no trace of blood is visible, it will be cured immediately.

"Go down!" Zhao Zheng waved his hand with a gloomy look, telling everyone who was an eyesore to get out.

When only Zhao Zheng and Yao Xing were left in the room, Zhao Zheng came to Yao Xing's side again, and his eyes were still staring at the feet that made him see blood.

Wherever you look, there's action.Zhao Zheng directly pulled the bed curtain, and then stopped Yao Xing's feet. The movement was so big that people couldn't break free. In a few seconds, he tied Yao Xing's feet to the bed curtain and hung him up high.

"What are you doing!" Although Yao Xing was not sleepy, he was still lying down. He was commemorating the few black hairs he had lost, but he was tied up. He raised his head and started going crazy.