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Jiang Dongdao: "I go to the village Xilong, the road is so wide, but you can walk, I can't go?"

Pu Hui heavily cold hum a, not with her nonsense, straight holding the pot forward.

Jiang Dong walked behind her without saying a word. At dusk in Longshang, there was a small courtyard surrounded by fences, and the thatched cottage in the courtyard glowed with yellow light.

Jiang Dong's heart was tight and he stopped. Pu Hui glanced at her coldly and walked into the hospital.

Jiang Dong stood in the cool air for a while, and a series of coughing sounds came from the small cottage.

"Young master, the apricot flower wine is cold. Please warm it first."

"No, apricot flower wine is clear and elegant, while Guizi wine is fragrant." The man's voice is warm and moist, and he sounds a little bit out of breath.

Jiang Dong walked to the courtyard with difficulty. In the house, he noticed the sound of footsteps and asked, "who is in the courtyard?"

Pu Hui pursed her lips.

Jiang Dong walks to the door, pushes open the door and sees him lying in a bamboo wheelchair.

Song Xiuchen on the chair instantly sank his face and stared at her for a while. His eyes were complicated and said coldly, "what are you doing here?"

Jiang Dong's eyes were sour and his mouth was hoarse. He asked, "how could your body be so weak?"

Song Xiuchen didn't go to see her, but told Pu Hui, "get rid of this woman!"

Pu Hui looked at Jiang Dong, "you don't want to see you, please go!"

Jiang Dong staggered a step, angrily pulled a stool and sat down. Looking at Song Xiuchen's pale face, she only felt that it was grievance and heartache, "I will not go I came here with all my might, and I won't go if you drive me away. "

Song Xiuchen put his hands on the wheel and turned his chair instead of looking at her. He only told Pu Hui, "beat her out!"

Pu Hui hesitated for a while, and song Xiuchen said coldly, "OK, I'll come by myself." He was about to get up.

Pu Hui quickly presses down song Xiuchen, "childe..."

Jiang Dong stood up from the stool and cried, "if you kill me, I will not go."

Song Xiuchen's calm face suddenly covered his chest and coughed wildly. Jiang Dong is so heartbroken that he wipes his tears. He turns around and walks out into the yard.

An old man pushed the door out of the side hut, looked at Jiang Dong, who was standing in the courtyard at a loss, and waved to her, "Ni Zi, come here!"

Jiang Dong walks over and blinks a few tears. He sees that the old man is not someone else, but a doctor of Lu in the hanging pot hall of Tai'an City.

The old man waved his hand: "don't cry. The boy surnamed song can't be in a mood of agitation. Don't shed tears here to add to his obstruction."

"What's wrong with him?" Jiang Dongqiang asked, choking with tears

The old doctor sighed, "he has been poisoned by Hansi powder for many years, and there is no medicine for it. If he can support it up to now, he is determined in his mind."

"And How many days are left... "

"Two months at most."

"Is it really hopeless?"

"I'm trying to find a way. Maybe there's still a chance of life. Don't stir him up any more."

Jiang Dong covered his eyes and tears flowed down his fingers. His heart was like a knife.

The old doctor suddenly seems to think of something, a flash in his eyes, "Ni Zi, you stay to help me dispensing."

Jiang Dong nodded: "but He doesn't want to see me, and I can't motivate him... " Strange book website www.logos444.com

"Then you don't see him. Anyway, the boy is not convenient now, and he can't walk a few steps."

"Lu Bu Gong!" In the room, song Xiuchen cried out angrily and threw out a pot of wine.

Jiang Dong is more and more uncomfortable, and her breath is stagnant because of the pain in a certain place in her heart.

The old man, whose real name was Lu bugong, said angrily, "why, the little girl has escaped from yinchou mountain anyway. Can't I let her play for a few days? This place belongs to me. It's up to me! You dare to call me a taboo. You love to live, but you don't love to live. I don't want to serve you... "

Jiang Dong pulled the old man's clothes and begged in a low voice: "Mr. Lu, don't say it..."

There was no movement in the room, half a sound, Pu Hui came out, red eyes to Jiang Dong: "childe let you in."

Jiang Dong walked into the house, only stood at the door and did not dare to enter. Song Xiuchen said coldly, "come here!"

"Then I'll go there. Don't get excited."

"Come here!"

Jiang Dong lingered over, and song Xiuchen asked, "how did you get out of the overcast ridge?"

"Xie Tangyan and celadon Niang helped me, but actually Chen Pinghu let me out..."

"Chen Pinghu let you out?"

"He took me to the Dongwu ferry. He said he didn't help me. He just didn't want to be Mr. Yin's puppet. "

Song Xiuchen helped his forehead and kneaded his temple. After a long time, he said in a cold voice: "you love here, here you are. It's better not to hang around in front of me and look upset. "

Jiang Dong dropped his eyes and said, "I don't bother you." Said, pitifully, turned out of the hut, abnormal, no nonsense.Song Xiuchen was a little confused by her attitude. Holding hands together and silence for a long time, he slowly said, "do you know, it's easy to pick up, but difficult to put down."

Seeing Jiang Dong come out, the old doctor said with a smile to Pu Hui in the yard, "Pu Hui Ni Zi, let Jiang Ni Zi squeeze with you at night."

Pu Hui narrowed her eyes and pointed out that Jiang Dong had no good airway: "I'm so dirty. You're a girl's house. You're a beggar!"

Jiang Dong lowered his head and whispered, "I'll wash by the stream and come back to play the floor." Then he turned and walked out to the stream.

Pu Hui ignored her and went into the thatched cottage. He said softly to song Xiuchen, "let's have a rest first."

Song Xiuchen coughed a few times and said in his mouth, "go and have a look."

…… Jiang Dong went to the stream and washed his face and arms with water. Taking off her socks, her feet were red and swollen. She pulled up her trousers and immersed her feet in the stream. The cold stream slightly alleviated the pain.

Pu Hui came over with a suit of clothes and put it on the Bank of the stream. He looked askance and didn't have a good airway: "young master, let you wash it and go back again!"

Jiang Dong simply immersed himself in the stream. He first washed his clothes and then his hair. After washing, put on the clothes sent by Pu Hui and walk back on wet shoes with several holes.

Back in the courtyard, Jiang Dong noticed that there were only two rooms in the cottage. One was an old doctor and the other was a master and servant of song Xiuchen. Pu Hui's bed was beside the bed of Xiuchen.

She stood outside the door, hesitating. Song Xiuchen refused to let her wander in front of him. The door of the old doctor's room was closed, so she could not make a floor in the old doctor's room. Seeing that there was a hut in the yard, like a kitchen, he had to limp to the kitchen.

Pu Hui stood outside the thatched cottage and said, "there are mice in the kitchen, aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Dong spread straw on the ground and shook his head.

Pu Hui also said: "there are fleas and cockroaches in the straw, and maybe there are grass ticks that suck blood."

Jiang Dong's hands trembled. She was not afraid of mice, but she was afraid of grass ticks. She knew that the thing was sucked on the skin, and her head went under the skin to suck blood. She was full of blood blisters with nail cover and hung on her body. It was very terrible.

Pu Hui hums, "install what pitiful! Come and sleep in my bed. Don't let people think I'm bullying you! "