Need for a Guard

The little playboy's eyes were tightly knit, and the coldness shot out was frozen, condensing the warm air, and his body was trembling, almost jumping out of the wheelchair.

Shi Yue didn't expect the little dude to be so nervous, touched his nose, and changed the subject again: "You don't have to be so sensitive, I just asked later, you don't need to answer, no one forced you to answer."

The little playboy suppressed his anger, kept a cold face, and remained silent.

Unexpectedly, Shi Yue asked with interest: "However, how did your leg get hurt? Who did it? Why did it happen? You are so powerful, I don't believe anyone can hurt you..."

"Get out of here."

The little playboy's eyes showed a fierce look, and his white and indifferent cheeks became ferocious.

Shi Yuehao had no self-consciousness, and said to himself: "Why did Ziyun want to assassinate Tian Fen? Why didn't you stop her personally..."

He was talking to himself, but he didn't want the little playboy to snort coldly and slap his arm on the wheelchair.

Countless hidden weapons swept across the entire hut immediately, golden darts, flying arrows, iron chains, fire and thunder bombs, all shot at him at once...

Its speed, its power and influence are stronger than Ziyun's means.

Shi Yue didn't want to be riddled with hidden weapons, so he flew out of the hut like a leopard, stood under the moonlight, looked at the ferocious face of the little dude through the window, and couldn't help feeling angry and resentful.

"I care about you. I don't know good people. You are really a perfect match with Ziyun. They are so unreasonable."

Through the window, Shi Yue pointed at the little playboy to vent his dissatisfaction.

The little playboy closed his eyes, and with a slight movement of his arms on the wheelchair, the window closed automatically, and the cold and helpless expression of the little playboy also disappeared in front of Shi Yue.

Shi Yue was so angry that he was speechless: I am your wife's savior, how come it's like [-] yuan?Does anyone care about you?

Shi Yue was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry, he walked helplessly to the Zuixiang building in the front yard, wanting to drink some wine to get himself drunk.

Drinking alone in the private room on the third floor is lifeless.

After a while, the old man Han Mo came in with a sullen face, sat down beside Shi Yue, and said angrily, "What did you say to the young master? I just went to report Ziyun's injury to reassure the young master. I didn't expect that The door of the young master's room was closed, even I was rejected, this has never happened before..."

"Ah? This...it's really nothing, I just cared about his legs..." Shi Yue sneered while drinking, and described what happened just now to Han Mo.

Han Mo frowned, and said disappointedly: "Shi Baihu, this is my mistake, I can't blame you, there is nothing wrong with what you said, but my young master is very jealous about it, what about his leg injury? Who did it harm? It was his reverse scale, which must never be touched."

Shi Yue put down his wine glass, his eyes gleamed with sincerity, looked at Han Mo, and said word by word: "Old Butler Han, you should be able to see that I have no malice towards the little dude, I mean it from the bottom of my heart." Care about him, otherwise, if someone else shoots me with a hidden weapon, I will already have him cramp and skinned..."

Han Mo snorted: "Shi Baihu is boasting too much. Although the young master is disabled, as long as he doesn't get out of that hut, no one in the world can kill him."

"Um, old housekeeper Han, can you let me get through my mouth addiction? You know, I just blow it a little..." Shi Yue scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

Han Mo suddenly laughed, and cupped his hands to Shi Yue again: "Actually, my young master also regards Baihu as friends, otherwise, if you say a word from Meng Lang, the young master really wants to kill you, as long as you activate the big killer, you won't be able to get out of it at all." A house made of stainless steel that has been exhausted..."

Shi Yue nodded with a smile and said, "Haha...I feel relieved with the words of old butler Han... But, I really want to know how the little dude got hurt? And..."

Looking at Han Mo's wrinkled old face, he said abruptly, "Old Butler Han is the number one doctor in Jianghu, can't he heal the little dude's leg?"

what?

"How do you know that I'm a miracle doctor? I... I'm actually a big butler..."

Shi Yue waved his hands disdainfully, winked and said: "Don't pretend, the little dude told me already, he is a doctor, I won't talk nonsense to others, why are you panicking?"

Han Mo finally sighed, shook his head and said, "I even told you my identity, it seems that my young master already regards you as a friend in his heart."

"Actually, I have been in the rivers and lakes for many years. I didn't fight the world with my fists. It was because of my pair of wonderful hands that rejuvenate the medical skills that people in the rivers and lakes talked about. However, I offended people when I was in the rivers and lakes in the early years. No one dared to protect me. Only the young master dared to do it." I will bear it all, and I will become the young master's housekeeper, old things, don't mention it..."

After Han Mo finished speaking, there was a sense of overwhelming in his words.

"I don't care who hunts you down..."

Shi Yue squinted his eyes, and asked again: "I just want to know, who killed the little dude? What is the specific reason? Where is the root of the leg injury, and can it be cured?"

Han Mo was stunned for a while, took a sip of wine, and then said for a moment: "I have no comment on who hurt the young master, but the young master's leg injury...in fact... there is a turning point, it's not completely curable. ..."

"Is there a turning point?"

Shi Yue was overjoyed when he heard the words, he hurriedly stood up, and excitedly said: "Could you tell me about it, Mr. Han, I will never say anything carelessly."

Han Mo said solemnly, "The young master was injured by the bone-eating needle. It was a coincidence that the bone-eating needle penetrated into the young master's spinal cord and blocked the young master's pulse, causing the young master's legs to be paralyzed and unconscious."

Shi Yue interjected: "Then as long as you take out the bone-eating needle, won't the little dude be able to walk like the wind?"

Han Mo shook his head, smiled wryly, and said, "How can it be so simple? I know all about medicine and medical skills. I have also thought through the steps of taking out the bone-eating needle. I have all kinds of treasures, but I still dare not Get the needle!"

"Why?" Shi Yue narrowed his eyes.

"Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed! If you want the young master to stand up, there is still one thing missing."

"what?"

"Knives! All kinds of sharp knives with strange shapes, and all kinds of instruments, hooks, needles, etc..."

Han Mo smiled wryly and said: "The bone-eating needle goes deep into the bone marrow, which is the essence of human beings. If you open a sharp opening casually, let alone heal the young master's leg, I'm afraid the young master will die because of it. How can I do it without my own hands?"

Shi Yue also knew that Hanmo was talking about all kinds of 'scalpels', tweezers, needle-nose pliers and a series of other things.

"Old Steward Han, can't you find a blacksmith to make the tools you mentioned?"

Han Mo shook his head: "No, these instruments cannot be made by ordinary blacksmiths. The choice of materials, the structure of the blade, the width of the blade, etc., are beyond the reach of ordinary people. I have not found a master who meets all the requirements. "

Shi Yue asked: "In the whole world, who can be competent?"

"There is only one person, you can do it!" Han Mo narrowed his eyes with a look of distress.

"Who?"

"Dayan's number one craftsman of mechanism——Ouyang Liufeng!"