An Lin felt that the uncle's character design was about to collapse.
From the Qilin Aotian who met at the beginning, he became the stupid and cute uncle today.
It's fine if he's stupid, the key is don't pull him! In order to increase the sense of substitution, what is the real pain of the arm being cut
He is not shaking M!
By the way, there are tens of thousands of slaps too, it is simply morally bankrupt...
An Lin estimated that he would never forget that woman's slap in the face.
Miao Shou Zhai.
The most famous medical center in Linggu City.
Physician Dongfang Mengjie is not only beautiful, but also has the best medical skills in the city, so there is an endless stream of people who come to her for treatment.
Fortunately, this city is relatively small, otherwise she would really be too busy.
Today, she kept a medicine by her side as usual, ready to brew it after returning home.
But soon, she came to her senses, that unreasonable guy had already left...
Dongfang Mengjie silently hid the medicine in that independent medicine cabinet again, unable to tell what kind of feeling it was.
At this time, a middle-aged uncle stepped into the door, clutching his injured arm, with a look of panic on his face: "Doctor, save me quickly, my arm is injured!"
Seeing this, Dongfang Mengjie immediately prepared emergency measures. She was arranging the tools and her hands were severely beaten.
She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her. He looked better and looked unfamiliar.
These are not the point, she wrinkled her delicate nose, and glanced at the middle-aged man again.
The atmosphere suddenly quieted down.
The man's eyes rarely dodged: "Doctor, what's wrong with you?"
"Kirin?" Dongfang Mengjie asked suddenly.
The man's eyes widened: "Huh? What are you talking about? To be reasonable, you haven't seen me, have you?"
"Heh, it's still reasonable... This mantra..." Dongfang Meng's clean eyes were like autumn water, and she suddenly smiled, like a flower that suddenly bloomed, bright and beautiful.
The man stared at the woman blankly.
"Slap!" A familiar and hot slap fell again.
The man trembled all over, this feeling, I miss it so much!
Dongfang Mengjie put her hands on her hips, and with a crisp voice, she opened her mouth and reprimanded: "Okay! I didn't leave for a long time, and I owed a fight? You went to fight again, and you still try to lie to me? You have to be honest and trustworthy, do you understand? I won't give it to you!" A few slaps, I'm afraid you don't have a long memory!"
The man was dumbfounded, covered his face and said in surprise: "You, how did you find me?"
"Hehe, I saved you, what does your blood taste like, don't I know?"
Dongfang Mengjie had a little pride on her face: "When I got close to you, I smelled the familiar smell in the blood, so even if you changed your appearance and hid your breath, I can still recognize your identity!"
The man was shocked, and An Lin was also shocked!
Can identity be distinguished through blood? This ability is really awesome!
Is the humanoid self-propelled gene identified
"Then...then my hand?" Being recognized, the man stood there in embarrassment.
"Sit down!" Dongfang Mengjie glanced at the man angrily, "I'll help you bandage!"
The man sat down happily and stretched out his arms.
The woman touched his arm with both hands tenderly and dexterously. The man looked at the woman's focused expression in front of him, and felt that he had returned to the time of the small house in Lingtian.
She is still so serious, so gentle, and the slap is still so heart-warming.
"By the way, who are you fighting with this time?" Dongfang Mengjie asked with a frown.
"Uh...a phoenix!" the man said.
"Phoenix? Is it beautiful?"
"I'm not interested in it! Besides, it's public!"
"Ah? What are you talking about? I'm asking you if the phoenix is beautiful. I've never seen a phoenix before, so I'm a little curious. Why do you answer that?"
"Uh... nothing!"
Dongfang Mengjie's eyes were bright, she looked at the man in front of her, and smiled sweetly: "I recognize you now, why do you still maintain a human appearance?"
"Because... I'm afraid that the original appearance will scare others, so let's do as the Romans do!" The man found a good reason for himself, and looked a little happy.
"I don't think you're scary. Also, your horn is very beautiful. I still like it. It's a pity that you just hide it like this."
"Pretty? I can conjure it up!"
The man was a little excited, he heard a very important word, she likes it!
The strange uncle with unicorn horns was born in this way.
The good times are always short, and soon, the uncle's arm was bandaged.
"Okay, I've bandaged it up, you have to be more careful next time." Dongfang Mengjie touched the man's head with a small hand like the red glass-like unicorn horn, and smiled lightly.
The man nodded, feeling as though there was no reason to stay here any longer.
"Then...then goodbye!" the man bid farewell.
"Goodbye." Dongfang Mengjie smiled, and then began to treat other patients.
Uncle left.
He reached out and touched the bandage on his hand, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
There are still a lot of things that need to be dealt with in the Evil Spirit Beast Prison, and he really has to leave this time.
The uncle continued to start his all-powerful life of a beast.
a month later.
Uncle misses her.
He wanted to see her, but couldn't find any good reason.
The uncle took out Najie's white bandage, and suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, he scratched his calf with one hand, and the blood spurted out again...
An Lin: "mmp!"
Then, the two dogs and men met again.
The atmosphere was very harmonious, and we chatted again.
After the injury was cured, the uncle became stronger again.
Then, when the uncle wanted to see Dongfang Mengjie, he started the road of self-mutilation again...
Can't the injuries be the same? Otherwise it would be too obvious.
Ever since, An Lin personally experienced severed limbs, internal organs exploded, poisoned, injured sea of Qi, injured meridians, all kinds of crippled pain...
If An Lin could control this body, he would definitely kill Dongfang Zhuang with his own hands!
"Qilin, you are seriously injured this time, can't you pay more attention to your body?" Dongfang Mengjie frowned.
"Well, I will pay attention next time." The uncle nodded, and then said, "By the way, don't call me Qilin, it's a bit strange, give me a human name."
"Human name?" Dongfang Mengjie blinked her eyes in surprise, "Well... what type of name do you want?"
"Whatever, just use your surname." The man said.
"My surname..." Dongfang Mengjie's fair face flushed with blush, and her slender jade-like hands trembled slightly on the table, "Then call... Dongfang Zhuangshi!"
"Dongfang Zhuang?" The uncle gasped.
Dongfang Mengjie smiled slyly, with a little playfulness in her bright eyes, and explained: "You always have problems with your health, and you want to come to me for treatment, so I will give you a name that symbolizes good wishes!"
"Think about it, strong, it means strong and strong, which represents a kind of vitality of life! It contains the most simple and authentic emotions, and it can fit with life, and it is easy to understand and catchy..."
After the woman finished speaking, the scene of excited resistance or death rather than surrender that was expected did not appear.
The man actually laughed happily: "So that's how it is. It's a good name you chose. From now on, I'll be called Dongfang Zhuangshi!"
"Uh..." Dongfang Mengjie's pink lips parted, not knowing what to say.
An Lin was shocked. So this is how Uncle got his name
In the final analysis, it was the fault of his self-mutilation! This should be done...
"That, Qilin." Dongfang Mengjie whispered.
"Please call me strong!" the uncle said solemnly.
"Well, strong..." Dongfang Mengjie slowed down and said, "Well, I opened a tea garden in Baihuadi to the east, and I would go there to taste tea in my spare time. If you are interested in tea, every You can also drink tea there in a month, it's all spiritual tea, it's not difficult to drink."
"Be careful in the future, don't get hurt again..."
Dongfang Zhuangshi was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled gently: "Well, I will be careful in the future and try not to get hurt again!"
An Lin was so moved that he was about to cry when he heard these few words.
God! These two thin-skinned guys with negative IQs are finally enlightened! !
(end of this chapter)