Need for a Guard

While Shi Yue was thinking wildly, Han Mo had already prepared the antidote, sprinkled the potion on the handkerchief, and an extremely pungent smell came out. Shi Yue was tenacious and could still bear it, Ouyang Liufeng retched a few times, and shook it hastily The wheelchair ran out to get some fresh air. .|

"Old romantic, you are so impotent! Let you shave here."

Han Mo has rich experience, held his breath, put on a mask in a hurry, and gave Shi Yue another one to put on.

Covering the little dandy's mouth with the handkerchief stained with the potion, holding a big bucket in his left hand and putting it on the little dandy's lap, Shi Yue looked very strange: what is this big bucket for?

After a while, the little dude snorted lightly, and then woke up. The pungent smell was inhaled into the little dude's mouth, and he started to vomit violently before he regained consciousness. Only a large barrel has played its role properly.

Shi Yue looked in admiration, but heard Han Mo say: "The young master has been disabled for many years, the blood vessels are not smooth, and a lot of toxins have accumulated in the blood vessels in the legs. If it is not removed, it will become a chronic disease. This vomiting not only awakens the young master, but also Eliminates the residual poison in the body, killing two birds with one stone!"

The little dude vomited for a long time, and just now he vomited out the toxin completely. At this time, he also regained consciousness, licked the remaining stains on the corner of his mouth, but suddenly found that Shi Yue was standing beside him, he couldn't help feeling extremely embarrassed, and a layer of paleness appeared on his pale cheeks. flush.

Shi Yue joked with a smile: "The little playboy is so heroic, even when he vomits, he is so brave, it's really amazing."

The little playboy glared at Shi Yue fiercely, but he thought in his heart that he was really ashamed and thrown home. He wanted to refute it, but he felt hungry and weak, and he didn't have the strength to speak.

Han Mo took the clear water, asked the little dude to rinse his mouth, and asked anxiously, "Young master, do you... feel hungry?"

The little dude nodded slowly, and whispered: "I'm very hungry!"

Han Mo was very happy when he heard this, and laughed loudly: "You are hungry, you are hungry! The more hungry you feel, the faster the young master's body functions will recover, and the more sensitive the nerves will recover..|"

He turned his head and shouted to Ouyang Liufeng outside the door: "Old Merry Ghost, bring another bowl of porridge!"

Ouyang Liufeng quickly brought the rice porridge, and the little dude greedily drank a bowl, only to relieve his unbearable hunger, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "This is the most delicious rice porridge I've ever had." Shi Yue, Ouyang Liufeng couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

The little playboy laughed before saying to Han Mo, "How far can my leg recover?"

"As long as the young master has sufficient confidence and tenacity, he will be able to recover and gallop on the battlefield as before." Han Mo encouraged, "Now I want to try the young master's initial recovery."

Little Huagongzi, Shi Yue, and Ouyang Liufeng couldn't help becoming nervous when they heard what Han Mo said.

Holding a small hammer, Han Mo slammed down on the little dude's knee. Looking at the deep eyes of the little dude, he asked nervously, "Young master, how do you feel?"

The little dude frowned, and then stretched it out, showing a urchin-like smile, "It hurts! It hurts!"

"It really hurts?" Han Mo asked anxiously, wiping the cold sweat off his forehead.

"En! The passage is almost unbearable to me." The little playboy's arms trembled, and he was so excited that almost everyone could hear his heartbeat.

Han Mo nodded, enduring the extreme excitement in his heart, took out the silver needle, and quickly placed the needle on the little dude's leg.

Just when Shi Yue and Ouyang Liufeng couldn't understand why, they saw the little dude frowning, clenching his teeth, and a hysterical roar came out of his throat.

The last two silver needles remained in Han Mo's hand, and he used both methods to pierce the Quchi acupoint on the leg of the little playboy.

"what!"

The little dandy couldn't bear the severe suffering any longer, he slapped the armrests of the wheelchair with both arms, and jumped onto the ceiling, the silver needles were shot out due to the urging of internal strength, and then the dandy fell down again.

It's just that when he landed, the little dude's legs stood upright for a moment, and then he couldn't hold on and fell down.

Shi Yue shouted excitedly: "Little Huahua, do you feel it? You stopped just now. Although you stopped for a moment, you stopped like a man."

The little dude fell to the ground, and he, who had never shed tears, couldn't help but wet his clothes - he knew better than anyone else that the moment he stood up just now, although it was very painful, so painful that he couldn't bear it, but at that moment, Although it was difficult, he really stood up.

It was only at that time that he felt that these legs, which he had no feeling for a long time, belonged to him.

Han Mo kept his eyes wide open, observing the little playboy's every move. When he observed the momentary change when the little playboy fell to the ground, Han Mo, an old man in his fifties, couldn't help jumping up and waving his fists excitedly , Said: "Young master, your tendons have recovered very well. I can guarantee that as long as you train according to the method I formulated, you will definitely have the opportunity to gallop on the battlefield again."

Young Master Xiaohua nodded excitedly, knowing that his heart had been closed for many years, and finally waited for the opportunity to make a comeback. He was so touched that he sat on the ground and said to several people: "Steward Han, you are my elder. Thanks to you for so many years. With your care, I can have the confidence to live on; if Brother Shi hadn’t found Mr. Ouyang’s trace, if Mr. Ouyang hadn’t refined such a superb knife, where would I have the chance to stand up like a man again?”

"Steward Han, Brother Shi, and Mr. Ouyang, you gave me a second real life. I am touched in my heart. This kind of great kindness will last my whole life, and I dare not forget it."

Shi Yue quickly helped the little dude onto the wheelchair, with a big captain in his heart, and joked: "Xiaohuahua, you used to look like a stone man, but now your leg injury has healed, but you look like an old woman, don't you?" Do you want to make up for so many years of silence overnight?"

Hearing this, several people burst out laughing.

Han Mo ran out and ordered his confidants to set up a rich banquet.

What the little playboy needs most is to relax the tendons and activate the blood, so he doesn't shy away from drinks, and the four of them sit around and exchange glasses, having a great time chatting!

Especially the little playboy, it seems that there are really many words that have been held in his heart for many years, and he can't help but spit them out quickly. Those emotional words, gurgling at the banquet, come out uncontrollably, Like a full chatterbox.

When Shi Yue talked about the important affairs of the court, he said that the little emperor, Kang Shanzhen, Xiao Yan, Bai Mochou and others, all of them did not show much surprise or concern.

Finally, when Shi Yue mentioned that Tian Fen had taken the high position of deputy commander of the black guard, the little dude's laughter stopped abruptly.

He put down his wine glass, touched his legs that felt a bit of sensation and pain, and said to Han Mo: "What about the penetrating nail that pierced my spine? Leave it to me. If I don't keep it well, how can I retaliate in the future? "

There is an indescribable indifference between the words.