"Why are their academic hearts even darker than those of us who practice martial arts? Are they so hard-hearted? Is life so worthless?" Rao Qifang touched the bones and then took the pulse, and finally looked Li Cang up and down carefully: "I really didn't hit you? Didn't even hit you?"

"No."

"I..." Rao Qifang hesitated for a rare moment: "Tell you... although it may not have any effect on your illness... but with your roots... well... after practicing internal breathing... there will be some benefits..."

“Eh?”

"Anyway, you are always lively all day long. If you use the doctor's advice as a warning, it would be better to learn a scholar's skills from me, at least it will not have a counterproductive effect. Didn't you be very interested in it before? Moreover, you are not an outsider anymore."

To be honest, this is an unfolding that Li Cang never dreamed of.

Even after the arrival of the Sky Island Age, Rao Qifang never expressed his meaning in this regard. At the root of the principles, the ancestral constitution of outsiders and insiders was not the main reason, but she believed that Li Cang had found his own path, a path that seemed chaotic and refuted but was actually extremely pure and sustainable purification.

That night, Licang was stewed with iron pot.

Rao Qifang's family background must include pharmacy classics. A huge pot of soup and water made a sticky and honey-like smoothness, stewed on top and burned on the bottom. Li Cang's concentration in the physical sense was unbearable since childhood and was cultivated by the Yanchuan hot water soup (hot spring) from childhood to adulthood.

"Nah! Look! It's only forty-five or six degrees!"

"Clam?"

Li Cang people are all confused.

Why do I feel like I am going to be ripe at 45 or 6 degrees? It is itchy and painful. I feel like there are ants crawling all over my body. And as time goes by, the numbness and it seems that the pain of the numbness and it penetrates into the depths of the bones through the skin and flesh, scratching the heart, scratching the liver, sucking the bones and sucking the marrow.

Just when Li Cang was about to be unable to hold on, Rao Qifang came over again, his sarcastic spirit was up and down: "Can you do it, you? That's it?"

“…”

What else could Li Cang say to Rao Qifang, who had those two words written on his face, gritted his teeth and endured it without saying a word.

A few minutes later, Rao Qifang: "Horse, bear it, and it will be cured soon. The first time I have survived it like this. The medicine is like this, and your body, um, be good, hold on, wait, I'll change clothes that can relieve you from pain!"

Li Cang's consciousness was actually a little blurred, and he squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Wine!"

"yes!"

Rao Qifang slapped her hands and quickly ran to get Li Cang anesthetic oral liquid.

One round and one round, it will be eight days.

There is no so-called mental method and formula with red tape, only the complex physical sense of relaxing muscles and blood circulation, Rao Qifang has always emphasized that he can experience the direction of blood and energy following the medicinal properties and massage. However, Li Cang cannot say that he knows nothing, he can only say that his seven orifices are connected, and he can't feel anything except the biting pain in his heart.

"I can only stop for one stop."

"No?"

"No, the old man at home is coming, and Yanchuan has no medicine."

"No...drug..."

"I have bought all the counties and cities around me, but I have booked them far away. I am still on the way. I asked them to bring some from my hometown. Just as your body can't stand it anymore. You can take a break before you can get into the next course of treatment."

"Those medicines are very expensive?"

"It's all strange things. Many of them have never been to the ancient and modern pharmacopoeia. Jingui is not considered Jingui. They just want to find some channels. People from the hometown also go out to find medicine from all over the world." Rao Qifang said: "You have a good rest and people come to my hometown tomorrow. Well, remember to say a few more words. Not everyone can stand your personality."

"good."

The next day, it was strange. Maybe it was because the stew was so painful these days that it had hallucinations. Li Cang even woke up from sleep and felt refreshed and as light as a swallow. He had never felt this feeling since he was sixteen years old. How should it be described? I was poor and I was swelling and lost.

"Brother-in-law and brother-in-law! I finally saw you again!"

"I...we...have we... seen it?"

Li Qingyi blinked her eyes, and her intriguing smile was full of youthful and sweetness.

As expected, of course, the people who came were from Li Caiying and Han Cheng. Han Cheng was in a state of harmony. As for Li Caiying, I can only say that I can only say it.

Well, my surname is Li, but I have two opinions.

Lao Li probably had given someone a vaccination, but his face was still quite wonderful. He basically just glanced at Li Cang and grinned: "How old are you?"

Li Cang showed a smile that met the expectations of the society and sweared: "29!"

Li Qingyi, Han Xiaoxiao and Yu Miao were dumbfounded: "Puff~"

Li Caiying didn't get up with an old slap, and almost choked himself out of the way. She rolled her eyes and said, "What's the 29?"

Li Cang: "Horse! Ah! Ah!"

The behavior of the cow and horse was shocked by Li Caiying for a whole year. The old man pinched his eyebrows and twitched his lips, turning his head: "Stop making tea, I can't drink it on the way here. Qifang, you, you... this... he is not younger than that child Leilei, right?"

"Where can it be? The two of them, oh, I mean, I'm three years older!" Rao Qifang put down the cup and wash the utensils, stretched out three fingers, and emphasized: "Three years old!"

Li Caiying took a breath. Why are you so confident? Why are you so confident: "What you said just now is that he is three years older than her? Isn't you three years older than him?"

"good!"

“…”

OK, okay, okay, what good, okay, the old man was dizzy, and he ran away while he was so angry.

Rao Qifang gave Li Cang a look of peace of mind when I was doing my business. He happily followed the group of people carrying the herbs brought from their hometown with large bags of small wraps and shoulders: "Enough is enough, enough to hold on until the rest arrives!"

Li Lace sat upright on the sofa next to Li Cang. Today she was quite proud of her face and did not bring Suo Zhihui to the side. She put her face on her face and squeezed out a few words from her teeth without smiling: "Why? You are noble! You are amazing! If you two don't give me an explanation today, then I will give you an explanation! At worst, it's a death-death!"

She was complaining for Suo Zhihui.

oh.

You can be honest! Huihui and I have to steal? No one is breaking the law. Where is this justification?

No one cared about the small-scale hidden intrigue. Han Cheng and Li Caiying came to the side to talk. Li Qingyi said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, do you have time tonight? Xiaoxiao and I want to watch this animation. Isn't Yanchuan the kind of hot spring theater? Is it okay?"

"Well, not my brother-in-law yet..."

"Yes, yes, it will be true sooner or later. If you don't work hard, your boss will borrow good words, so can you go to the movies?"

"look!"
Chapter completed!