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Chapter 5 The Enemy Meets
Changed?

The ostentatious instrument adds to the charm, does it also bring the effect of plastic surgery! ?
Chen Xun was startled, but on the surface he coughed a few times:
"What's changed? You've only been out for an hour, what can I become?"

Song Dahu was still blinking, stared at it for a long time, wondering:
"It has indeed changed a lot. I can't tell you exactly what has changed, but it seems to look a lot better, and my complexion is much better than before. Strange, strange."

Apparently [Qi Yuxuanang] has brought about some kind of change, so that Song Dahu, who lives with him day and night, is aware of the strangeness. Chen Xun's heart moves, and he smiles weakly:
"What's the matter, I went to the Palace of the King of Hades once, how can there be no change? The recovery of my complexion means that I can't die now, hehe"

"If you survive a catastrophe, you will have future blessings. No matter what you say, it is a great thing."

Song Dahu sighed, he couldn't figure out what was going on, so he could only give up temporarily, and served the porridge to feed:

"Forget it, let's eat it quickly, or it will be cold if you don't eat it."

After successfully muddling through, Chen Xun coughed lightly and raised his hand:
"It's okay Dumb, let me do it myself, I'm much better now."

Song Dahu, who probably knew how serious Chen Xun's injuries were before, was stunned for a moment, but seeing that Chen Xun's complexion and condition were much better than before, he hesitated and handed over the bowl:

"Okay, then you come by yourself, I won't feed you."

Nodding and taking the bowl with one hand, Chen Xun didn't say much. After testing the temperature, he immediately drank it in small sips stimulated by the aroma.

[True Martial Body] Luck added to his body, after undergoing a complete transformation, he is really hungry.

Huluhulu, a large bowl of meat porridge was delicious and delicious, and he drank it up in a short time, and his stomach was full of warmth.

Handing back the empty bowl, Chen Xun couldn't stop thinking:
"Any more?"

Song Dahu beside the bed did not expect that Chen Xun, who was seriously injured and comatose, would have such a strong appetite, so he couldn't help but smile:

"No, I would have bought an extra bowl if I knew you were so good at eating. But you have just woken up and you have to recuperate slowly. It is not suitable to eat too much at once. I will get you more for dinner tomorrow."

Chen Xun nodded: "That's good."

There was no words of thanks, because of the relationship between the original owner and Song Dahu, thank you would be an outsider.

"That's right, Tiger."

Song Dahu put the bowl back into the food box, and Chen Xun asked:

"My injury, what did the previous doctor say?"

Song Dahu opened the paper package containing the medicinal materials, and said without looking back:

"The doctor said earlier that your sternum is broken, your internal organs are bleeding, and your injuries are serious. You almost died. Whether you can survive it depends entirely on God's will."

"Fortunately, you survived, but I asked the doctor when I took the medicine. Although waking up basically means that you are out of danger, but you will have to rest in peace for two months afterward, without getting angry or doing physical labor."

"I see."

Chen Xun, who was no longer seriously ill, didn't take it seriously, looked at the medicine bag in Song Dahu's hand, and suddenly remembered something:
"Where did you get the money for this medicine?"

The reason why he asked this question was because when Yuan Shen collected money to make a confession, he borrowed a full twenty silver teeth from Song Dahu.

Not long after Song Dahu was selected into the inner hall of the gang, he received five silver coins a month.

However, during the journey of martial arts training, the consumption of meat and medicinal materials was huge, so he didn't have much savings after more than a year, and the twenty silver teeth he lent to the original owner basically equaled all his savings.

In the end, it was swallowed up by Zhao Wupeng.

In the past few days when he was seriously injured and bedridden, Song Dahu asked a doctor to come to see him. Every day, he used all kinds of life-hanging soups and medicines without interruption. The cost was definitely not a small number. Where did the money come from?

"Don't worry, I borrowed this money from Brother Dao, the one who promoted me to the inner court."

Facing the inquiry, Song Dahu chuckled and said indifferently:

"Brother Dao is a nice person. You don't need any interest to borrow some money from him. You can just rest easy and take care of your illness. Everything is up to me."

Is that so.
This big tiger brother can deal with it, and he will really resist when something happens.

Song Dahu didn't mention the twenty silver teeth that were in vain, let alone how much foreign debt he had borrowed. Chen Xun took a deep breath and didn't say much:
"...thanks to you."

In fact, in his memory, the original owner was smart and intelligent since he was a child, able to speak well, and was good at dealing with people; while Song Dahu looked dull on the surface, not good at words, but he was by no means stupid, but he rarely showed himself.

The two experienced all kinds of hardships on the street, starving, beating and scolding were commonplace, and often they had to compete with other beggars, refugees and even wild dogs for food.

But whoever finds something to eat must have someone else's bite.

Not this time.

A few years ago, Song Dahu also suffered from a serious illness, and his life was dying. The original owner was penniless at the time, and carrying Song Dahu's sick body on his back, he knelt in front of a medical clinic for a day and a night, kowtowed until his head was bleeding. The doctors in the hospital were moved to treat Song Dahu, at least he saved his life.

Therefore, the relationship between two people is as firm as gold and stone, it can be said that they are brothers who have passed their lives, and it is also unimaginable for Chen Xun, a modern social animal.

In any case, although the original owner has returned to heaven and earth, he, who has inherited the memory and body of the other party, also decided to try his best to maintain this rare friendship.

After all, isn't the self in parallel time and space also himself?

rustling.
boom!
However, in the midst of a thousand thoughts, there was a sound of footsteps approaching outside, followed by a muffled sound, and the door was violently kicked open!

Then, a thin man with narrow eyes appeared at the door, wearing brocade silk martial robe, and said with a sneer:
"Zhao Dahu, you are so courageous!"

Zhao Wupeng! ?

The resentment before his death caused the original owner to be deeply impressed by Zhao Wupeng's voice and appearance. Chen Xun suddenly realized the identity of the visitor, and his eyes could not help but change slightly.

Song Dahu, who was preparing to decoct the medicine, also had his eyes darkened, stepped forward a few steps, and said angrily:
"Zhao Wupeng, what are you doing here!?"

With his hands behind his back, Zhao Wupeng casually glanced at Chen Xun on the hospital bed, smiling broadly:

"Song Dahu, you're fine. This kid has been cheated and kidnapped. I've already kicked him out of the gang, but you still keep him in the gang house. Didn't you just ignore my words?"

"Whether you have been deceived or not, you know it in your heart!"

Song Dahu's face was cold and hard:
"You are the steward of the outer hall. This is the help house of the inner hall, and it was also assigned to me by Brother Dao. It's none of your business who I let live in?"

"presumptuous!"

Zhao Wupeng's long and narrow eyes showed a dangerous look:

"A small inner church gang member dares to talk to me like this. I think I can do whatever I want with Liu Dao's appreciation? How can outsiders come in and out at will? It seems that I have to discipline Liu Dao. I'm under it!"

call!
The next moment, like a tiger coming out of the cage, Zhao Wupeng took a step forward involuntarily, and slapped his palm like lightning. The speed was so fast that Chen Xun didn't even see the opponent's movement clearly!
And Song Dahu seemed to be on guard, the moment the opponent made a move, he raised his arms suddenly, facing Zhao Wupeng's blowing palm.

Then bang!
The strong wind blasted suddenly, as if being hit by a huge hammer, Song Dahu, who was in a parrying posture, let out a muffled grunt, and his robust body couldn't stop kicking back, even smashing the table behind him into pieces, and then Sit down on the ground suddenly!
"stop!"

Song Dahu's face was pale, his arms trembled, and he couldn't stand up for a while. Chen Xun turned over and got out of bed immediately, stood in front of him, and stared at Zhao Wupeng:
"Zhao Wupeng, are you trying to kill them all!?"

(End of this chapter)