Now that you know it, it is absolutely impossible to be completely defenseless.
If King Bei Cang Ting was so easy to be calculated, he would not be the Ting King today.
Assuming that King Ting was not dead at all and was armed early in the morning, when the entire Nanling and Beicang people searched for him, he did not show up.
Where will he go
—Xinghua Village, in Xiangshan, Yunzhou
When this sentence popped out of his mind, he had an urge to destroy everything he saw in front of him.
Looking at the sparkling river surface outside the cabin, reflecting the stars and fishing fires, Feng Qingbai's eyes became cold and condensed into frost.
On the second day, after breakfast, Liu Yusheng began to needle Duan Ting.
She stepped back to the left and right, and closed the doors and windows of the small consultation room tightly.
After preparing the golden needles and other utensils, approaching the person who was already lying on the couch in the clinic, Liu Yusheng leaned over to remove his shirt.
The man grabbed his hand.
"Miss Liu, a lone man and a widow live in the same room. You have to take off my clothes. I am fine if things spread out. I'm afraid I'm not very famous for you."
Indifferently freed from his hand, Liu Yusheng said, "I am a doctor, and you are a patient. In my eyes, you are no different from the pork on the market. Who would tell me gossip about a piece of pork?"
Duan Ting closed his eyes, "I'll come by myself, I can't walk my legs, I haven't been so wasteful that I can't even take off my clothes."
Liu Yusheng straightened up, gestured to him, and stood in front of the couch looking at him, watching him take off his clothes.
No matter how thick-skinned Duan Ting is, he wants to scold his mother in his heart.
He gritted his teeth, took off his robe a few times, and lay still on the couch.
The jar broke.
The golden needle traveled all over the man's big acupuncture point. Seeing the trembling of the needle, Liu Yusheng's face was expressionless, only frowning slowly.
"I feel that my current image is almost the same as that of a porcupine in the mountains." Duan Ting laughed at himself while having fun in the midst of suffering.
"Almost." After a long while, withdrawing the golden needle, Liu Yusheng moved his hands again to pick up the only pure white shirt left on the man's body.
This time Duan Ting couldn't stretch it anymore, tightly squeezing her wrist, her eyes became gloomy and cold, "Miss Liu, enough is enough! If you are not good at medical skills, you don't need to be cured!"
Liu Yusheng raised his eyes and looked at his eyes quietly, "You come to me not only because I am the last hope, but also because I am a woman. Isn't it?"
Duan Ting was shocked, looking at her in disbelief, his eyes trembled, shattering the enveloped yin bird, "You..."
"Are you going to kill me and kill me?" The girl was calm and composed, she didn't see his reaction at all, but just withdrew her hand. "You are a patient, and I respect your wishes. If you really don't want to be treated, then you don't. Doctor, I don’t want to trouble myself either."
Looking at the girl deeply again, Duan Ting said lightly, "When did you see it?"
"When I checked your pulse yesterday."
"So, I exposed myself?"
"Probably because you don't know that female doctors are more delicate and sensitive in some respects than male doctors."
With a long sigh, Duan Ting loosened his tight body and looked at the beam above his head, "Cure, just go to this point. You know if you are dead, why should I have trouble with myself."
"I can assume that I don't know."
"You already know."
The girl looked at him and hesitated, "Will you kill me?"
"… Will not!"
Except for the inner shirt, there is not a single thread on his upper body. Duan Tingwan's pale complexion is full of red clouds, and he turned his head to the side, "Hurry up, I'm cold without clothes!"
"It has just entered autumn, and the temperature in the daytime is neither shirtless nor cold." The opponent was speechless, Liu Yusheng did not stop checking, and finally turned him over gently.
The line of sight followed Duan Ting's smooth back, and then settled on a certain part of the spine, and stretched out his hand to press there.
"How? It hurts?"
Duan Ting pursed his lips and shook his head, "No feeling at all."
"There is a bone missing here."
Duan Ting suddenly buckled the sheets under him with both hands, turning his head to look at the girl in disbelief.
"Or because your lower body is completely unaware, so you didn't notice the insufficiency in your body, and from the outside, there is no scar here." After pressing down on the place where a spine was missing again, Liu Yusheng said, "Take you away. People with bones have very good medical skills."
With her lips trembling and his eyes floating, Duan Ting's face was extremely pale under the lantern light, "This is why I can't walk with my legs?"
Liu Yusheng nodded.
Duan Ting never said anything after that, letting Liu Yusheng help him put on his clothes, and when he turned off the lantern and was about to open the door, he said softly, "Miss Liu, can you still be treated with a bone missing?"
"It's a bit difficult, you can try." Liu Yusheng's so-called difficulty lies in the insufficient medical environmental conditions.
There is a shortage of vertebrae, and if you want to be treated, you need bone grafting and fusion.
"Ms. Liu's kindness, I have taken note of it."
"I am a doctor, this is the duty of a doctor, no need to remember."
Smiling at him, Liu Yusheng stepped out of the clinic.
In the next period of time, she will be busy.
This is in ancient times, and the conditions for surgery were crude.
If it hadn't been for Lingquan, she wouldn't dare to take this patient even if she had high medical skills.
The Liu family did not ask much about the results of Liu Yusheng's diagnosis and treatment.
They don't know anything about these, and they are asking for nothing.
The life of the family has not changed because of the addition of more people who come to seek medical treatment in the family.
After spending a few days in the Liu Family Courtyard, Duan Ting adapted to the rhythm of life here.
As soon as the meal arrives every day, he will appear at the dinner table on time like the old man, feasting on him while maintaining his elegance.
After the meal, the maid pushed the wheelchair and followed the old man Liu’s ass, or went to wander around the medicine field by the Qinghe River, or went to the old locust tree at the entrance of the village to listen to the old guys in the village exchanging gossip. It was at ease.
In Xinghua Village, the soil and water do support people. After only a few days of food in Liu's house, he felt that his body was completely different from the past.
It's not obvious, but for someone like him who has been sick for a long time, he can feel it even if it's just a little bit.
In the afternoon of that day, along with Liu Zhiqiu, he went to Xinghualing, picked a basket of grapes at the back of the hill, and stuffed it in his mouth while returning to the courtyard.
As soon as he entered the door, before spitting out the grape skins in his mouth, a strong wind blew towards him.
The wheelchair quickly backed up, and after stopping again, he raised his eyes and saw the solemn purple clothes in the door.
"My lord, it's a coincidence that I haven't seen you for many days." Duan Ting said with a smile.
Feng Qingbai curled his lips, "It's a coincidence, oh, yes, come back to hear that the king is here, I have ordered people to pass the news to Beicang. In order to find the king, there will be a stimulus to the people, and it will hurt the people and money. ."