MTL - How to Survive As a Villain-Chapter 164 at night? Arrange

Xiao Yuan couldn't help but shouted a scorpion: "...Master, can you tease me?!"

Zhang Changsong said slowly: "Well, young people are very energetic, so don't worry."

Xiao Yu'an: ‘‘Master, are you stealing your candied hatred before revenge? ”

Zhang Changsong: "Hey! I am not so stingy! Do you want me to give you the pulse? You still want to be good?"

During the speech, Luhe Qing had already got up and put on the clothes to open the door. Xiao Yu Anben wanted to go by himself, and was pressed back to the bed by the river, and wrapped around the bedding.

Zhang Changsong walked into the medicine chest with his white beard and sat down on the bed. He took out a small pillow under Xiao Yu’an’s wrist and took the pulse for him. Zhang Changsong’s indulge in a long time and did not make a sound.

Xiao Yuan smiled and said: "Master, don't look at this expression, as if I can't do it."

Zhang Changsong glared at Xiao Yu'an, and angrily pushed his hand forward, took a small pillow, and said with a sigh of relief: "What can't be done! If you can't, isn't it the name that insults me?"

Xiao Yu'an said: "Then I have to hurry up and not be corrupted by Master's reputation."

Zhang Changsong gave him a glance and asked: "Is the knee still feeling pain in recent days?"

Xiao Yuan sneaked a glimpse of the river standing on the side of the river, saying: "No pain."

Zhang Changsong rolled up his medical book and slammed it on Xiao Yu'an's wrist: "Hey! You don't tell the truth, how can I rule?"

Xiao Yuan said: "It really hurts a little, no pain."

Zhang Changsong was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He pressed the button around his knees. Xiao Yu settled with a smile and secretly tightened his hand.

Zhang Changsong’s heart was clear, and he retracted and asked: “Is there any amount of internal medicine to eat? Is there a change in external application medicine every other day?”

Xiao Yuan nodded: "There are some, there are."

Zhang Changsong packed his things and said, "Well, it’s okay to recover. It’s just a few days to rest, stretch your arms and move your waist. Don’t walk all the way.”

Xiao Yu'an said, "Okay, Master, I will write down."

Zhang Changsong stood up on the medicine chest and said to Luhe Qing: "Why can you talk in one step?"

Xiao Yuan is surprised: "Master, you have something to look for him? It is not going to let my brother kiss me, Master, I understand, I am also anxious, but you want to run away from the old brother, nothing, you don't have to be embarrassed. People."

Zhang Changsong was hardly pretending to be angry because of Xiao Yu’an’s poor mouth. He glanced at him and said, “I don’t want to ask me if I want to mention my relatives. OK, I have a business to find a son.”

When Luhe Qing and Zhang Changsong walked out of the wing and covered the door, Zhang Changsong whispered softly: "The son of the old man, the old man asked, is it true that you and Yu'an..."

When Luhe Qing guessed Zhang Changsong’s question, he nodded and said, "Yes."

Zhang Changsong suddenly realized that he said: "Yu He always said that he loves to make jokes, so that he can't believe it when he is old, but since the son gave him a reply, it is indeed true. If that is the case, then the son, that Regarding the body of Yu'an, I will not turn around with you, and the legs of Anhe may fall to the root of the disease."

The river is clear and the eyes are squatting. The side of the body is falling down and the hand is slightly twisted into a fist: "The root of the disease?"

Zhang Changsong sighed and said: "I don't dare to say too much now. In short, I will tell you first, there is one more thing..."

Zhang Changsong suddenly became a bit unnatural, his fists pressed against his lips and coughed a few times, his eyes drifting: "There is, Yu's current body, still... well,

Still can not do sexual intercourse, too virtual, qi and blood loss, internal injuries are easy to relapse. ”

Luhe Qing: "...I know, I am bothering you."

Zhang Changsong can see that Luhe Qing is a person with a sense of proportion. He no longer speaks, and gets up and leaves after leaving.

Luohe cleared his emotions and pushed the door open. Xiao Yuan did not lie down, but sat on the bedside, draped in a quilt, and saw the river clearing his mouth to speak. Xiao Yu'an first waved his hand: "I have been lying every day for a few days. It’s too tired to lie down. It’s better to sit and move, loosen and bones, but it’s more comfortable.”

Luohe Qing did not say more, went to the bedside, Xiao Yuan smiled and asked: "What did my Master say to you?"

"Nothing, let me take care of you..." The sound of Luhe Qing suddenly stopped.

Just talking, Xiao Yu'an put down the legs that were put up, and used his toes to slash the legs of Heqing.

Luohe cleared his voice and asked, "Do you want to drown?"

Xiao Yuan stunned for a long time and replied: "Ah... What? Drowning? No, no."

Luohe nodded and nodded: "You should rest first, and use dinner soon. I will go to see if there is any need for help."

He said that Luhe Qing turned his foot and hurried out of the wing.

Suddenly abandoned, Xiao Yuan sat on the bed, scratching his head inexplicably, re-opening his legs, holding his head with one hand and thinking: It seems that the 21st century pair does not work for you!

Got it, the overbearing president is useless, and it is useless to lure the president. Can you ask him if the elective Marxist principle is a bit useful?

Xiao Yuan said to himself: "How can you live... It seems to be preparing for the evening..." He said as he covered his head with a quilt and lay back on his back and put it on the bed.

Wrapped in a group, closed your eyes and rested.