Chapter 414 Top cylinder
Before Guan Xing arrived, the residence in Wei County had been prepared early.
One of the courtyards has been carefully repaired and prepared for Guanxing to use as a healing place.
Unexpectedly, Guan Xing would directly occupy his own yard as soon as he arrived. Feng Yong naturally took over the carefully repaired yard without any courtesy.
After sending Amei to take a bath, Feng Yong returned to the original yard, walked to the door of the house and looked around, only to see that only Guan Ji was left inside.
“Brother?”
Guan Ji, who was sitting next to the desk, had sharp ears and eyes. When she turned her head and saw Feng Yong, her face was filled with joy, as bright as spring.
Feng Yong waved his hand, walked in gently, glanced at Guan Xing, who was sleeping soundly on the couch, and asked quietly, "Where is Zhang Junhou?"
“The elder brother of the Zhang family went to rest first. He said that his second brother had been ill for a long time and was only cured today. He was worried and would come over to keep watch at night.”
Zhang Bao and Guan Xing...are really full of love.
Looking at Guan Ji again, she saw that her eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness, almost covering Feng Yongquan.
Feng Tibi felt happy, what is the meaning of homosexuality?
Is it nice to be in love?
However, looking at Guan Ji's thin face, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.
Before there was no way to solve the problem of artemisinin injection, Feng Yong always subconsciously avoided Guan Ji.
Now that the knot in my heart is gone, my heart begins to feel alive.
He reached out and touched Guan Ji's face. Seeing the love in the beauty's eyes, he almost couldn't help but kiss her.
It's just that there is a brother-in-law sleeping in the house, which makes Feng Tibi always feel sneaky and very unhappy.
Suppressing the heat in his heart, Feng Yong said softly, "I have a cure for Guan Junhou's illness, so don't worry. You are in a hurry and have lost weight, so you have to pay attention to your health."
Guan Ji nodded and said obediently, "I believe in A Lang. When we get here, I can relax. I will definitely have a good rest at night."
At night...
Feng Tibi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, glanced secretly at Guan Xing over there, and sighed in his heart.
"Sick Building.AVI" Feng Tubou is not that bold to do such crazy things, and this is also disrespectful to Guan Ji.
Although they reunited after a long separation, Feng Yong had to suppress the heat in his heart and said to Guan Ji in a warm voice, "Sanniang, please go take a bath and rest first. I'll just watch over here for you."
Guan Ji said "hmm". At this time, she had already decided in her heart that this person must be Feng Yong, so she didn't want to be polite to Feng Yong.
Her eyes were filled with water, almost dripping with water, and she said softly, "Thank you for your hard work, Alan."
“Should.”
Feng Yong said quickly, and glanced at Guan Xing again with some guilt. At the same time, he was thinking, my hard work is nothing, I am afraid that my brother-in-law will work much harder than me in a few days...
You can’t talk to Guan Ji about rectal drug administration—discussing with a girl how to blow her brother’s **** is even worse than sick house.AVI, and Feng Tubou’s face is not that thick-skinned.
But this matter should not be told to Guan Xing. If you tell him, if he would rather die than die...ah, that's wrong. It should be called "prefer death to surrender". That would be a big deal.
As for if he does this quietly and is chased and slashed by Guan Xing with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword afterwards, that is a high probability event.
So he had to get Guan Xing drunk first, then tie him up, and finally inject him into the rectum.
At the same time, we have to find someone who has enough weight, rough skin and thick flesh, and is not afraid of settling the scores after the war...
Feng Tibi was thinking about things in his mind when he suddenly heard a voice: "Hey, why are you here? Where is Sanniang?"
Feng Yong looked up and saw that Zhang Bao was coming to take over.
"Very good!"
Feng Tibi saw it, stood up and greeted warmly, "Zhang Junhou is here? Have you had dinner?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Bao licked his lips subconsciously, "Not yet."
"My maid, whose craftsmanship is decent, came over just now and asked me what I would like to eat for dinner. What would Zhang Junhou want to eat? Shall I go and tell her?"
Feng Tibi asked enthusiastically.
Zhang Bao looked at Feng Yong with some surprise and thought, why is this guy so polite to me?
However, Feng Mansion is famous for its food, and he has experienced it these days.
Thinking about this journey, even if she was in a hurry, Feng Mingwen's concubine named Amei could still make delicious food while on the road. It was really amazing.
"You don't need to be so polite. Madam Amei's craftsmanship is the best I have ever seen. As long as it is made by her, it won't be any worse."
Zhang Bao felt a little thirsty after hearing this.
“That’s good, that’s good.”
Feng Tibi rubbed his hands, coughed, and tried hard to look serious on his face.
Then he glanced at Guan Xing, who was still sleeping soundly, and then asked in a low voice, "Yong has something to do with Guan Junhou's illness. I want to discuss it with Zhang Junhou. I wonder if Zhang Junhou can spare the time?"
As soon as Zhang Bao heard this, he looked at Feng Yong's solemn expression, and his heart skipped a beat. He thought something unexpected happened to Guan Xing's condition, so he quickly asked, "Has An Guo's condition changed again?"
Feng Yong coughed dryly and said, "There is nothing to do at the moment. Zhang Junhou, let's go out and say don't disturb Guan Junhou."
“What’s going on with An Guo’s condition? Please tell me quickly.”
Out of the house, Zhang Bao asked again impatiently.
Feng Yong looked at the room and found that he couldn't hear anything from the other side. Then he said, "I'm not hiding anything from Zhang Junhou. The medicine I gave Zhang Junhou today only temporarily suppressed his illness. It can take as little as half a month, or as long as If it takes one month, it will definitely relapse."
"What?!" Zhang Bao screamed and blurted out, "What should we do?"
As he spoke, he looked at Feng Yong with a look of anxiety on his face, "Didn't you say you had a way? Why are you saying this again now? Could it be...have you been lying to Sanniang?"
Feng Yongman said, "Junhou Zhang, please keep your voice down, don't wake up Junhou Guan in the room."
Zhang Bao looked towards the other side of the room, then lowered his voice and asked with gritted teeth, "What on earth is going on?"
"Oh, please listen to me first!" Feng Yongyong said calmly, "Although the medicine I gave Guan Junhou today only temporarily suppressed his condition, it does not mean that I can't help him. Cure it."
“Then treat it quickly!”
Zhang Bao suddenly felt something in his heart when he saw Feng Yong being so indifferent. Could it be that An Guo had objections to him before, so he was unwilling to do his best now?
Thinking like this, Zhang Bao hurriedly advised, "No matter what, Anguo is Sanniang's biological brother. If you cure him, he will be grateful to you in the future, and things between you and Sanniang will go smoothly." Many aren’t?”
The worst thing is, we can compensate him from other places, but Sanniang can never be entrusted to him.
“No, no, it’s not because of this.”
Feng Yong waved his hand, and then gave up Zhang Bao's idea of beating mandarin ducks with a stick, and then explained, "This malaria is an incurable disease, but it was only three years ago that I learned that someone in the sect had developed a cure." method."
Tu Youyou discovered artemisinin long ago, but she only became famous after she won the Nobel Prize.
Zhang Bao took a breath of cold air and thought that he was very lucky!
“This treatment method is of course extremely simple for my disciples. It only takes a few doses of medicine.”
"But I'm not good at studying and can't make the kind of medicine in my master's sect. The medicine I make is much less effective than the medicine in my sect's sect, so I can't let Guan Junhou drink it directly."
Speaking, Feng Yong glanced at Zhang Bao.
Zhang Bao was glaring at him as expected, with the kind of anger that he could not argue with.
“It’s possible to use this medicine to cure Guan Junhou, as long as you use a special method.”
Feng Yong continued.
"what way?"
Zhang Bao quickly came over and asked.
Feng Yong pondered, with some hesitation on his face.
"Say it!"
Zhang Bao came closer again.
“Ahem...Has Zhang Junhou ever heard of the habit of cutting sleeves?”
“Broken sleeves…the habit of broken sleeves!”
Zhang Bao’s high-pitched voice sounded in the courtyard.
Then I heard Feng Yong's voice again, "Keep your voice down!"
…
After a while, Feng Tubou walked out of the yard with brisk steps, humming an unknown song called "Good Friends, Forever".
Zhang Bao, whose face was filled with grief and indignation, looked at Feng Tibi's figure and suddenly had the urge to drag him back and strangle him to death.
This **** did it on purpose, right?
It must be intentional, right?
He returned to the room feeling a little lost, and sat down in front of the desk in a daze. He didn't know how long it had been, but he heard a cough from the other side of the bed.
Zhang Bao suddenly woke up. He looked outside and saw that the sky was getting dark. He quickly lit the lamp and went to the couch. He saw that Guan Xing had indeed begun to wake up.
“Anguo, are you thirsty? Do you want some water?”
Zhang Bao asked with concern.
"good."
Guan Xing responded.
Zhang Bao quickly poured a bowl of water and handed it over.
Guan Xing stood up, took it, and drank it.
“How do you feel, Anguo?”
“I just feel a little weak, but it’s okay.”
Guan Xing turned over and lay down, tried to move a bit, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "It seems that the kid's medicine is quite effective..."
“Really...isn’t it?”
Hearing this, Zhang Bao forced a smile with a stiff face.
At this time, he was not willing to hear any news about that guy, because he always felt an unknown shadow in his heart.
As expected, there was only a wrong name, not a wrong title.
Feng Langjun is charming with his clever words.
I was accidentally framed by that guy.
The cruel Xiao Wenhe.
That guy became vicious and would not even spare his future brother-in-law.
Thinking that Anguo was even worse off than himself, Zhang Bao couldn't help but look at Guan Xing with pity.
“Xingwu, why are you looking at me like this?”
Guan Xing asked without knowing what he meant.
“No…nothing.”
Zhang Bao panicked, "An Guo, can I ask you something?"
“What’s the matter?”
“What if, what I mean is if, if one day, I am forced to do something that I am sorry for you, what will you do?”
Guan Xing smiled and said, "Who has such ability and can force you to do such a thing?"
"Don't worry about it, I just want to say that one day, what will you do?"
Guan Xing thought for a while and said, "If you and I become brothers, one day, I believe you must have a compelling reason. Didn't you and I have misunderstandings back then? As long as we can talk it out by then. ”
After hearing this, Zhang Bao breathed a long sigh of relief and said quickly, "Yes, yes, just say it. Is there anything else we brothers can't say? If that happens, I must have no choice but to do it."
“You wouldn’t really do anything to feel sorry for me, would you?”
“No! Nonsense! How could I do anything sorry to you?”
Zhang Bao defended anxiously.
“Hahaha, I see you are in a hurry, I was just joking...”
"hehe…"
(End of this chapter)