The real daughter is busy hiding her vest every day

Chapter 50
The other faction is to learn the skills of the barbarians to control the barbarians, believing that only by making continuous progress and development in this way can the empire stand permanently in a place where it will not be oppressed.

As the family with the most say in the empire, the Fu family naturally adopted a neutral attitude at that time.

However, I don't know who Mr. Fu was persuaded recently to deliberately insert a foot in the new nobles.

Fu Xie didn't interfere too much, but he also told Mr. Fu the pros and cons.

Mr. Fu waved his hand, his eyes were completely shining.

"Small ones, I make up my own mind."

Fu Xie shook the photo in his hand and said contemptuously.

"This old man will decide what to do. In the end, it's my turn to solve the goal."

Since this is an unknown person, it is natural that the old aristocrat gave Mr. Fu his power, intending to tell Mr. Fu to be his neutral faction and not to change his position casually.

Fu Xie got off the plane and came to the bound man.

Since this man made Mr. Fu sleep for a long time, then he made this man never see the world again.

With the knife in hand, Fu Xie didn't even get a little blood on the cuffs of his clothes.

He smiled in satisfaction, flicked the dagger in his hand, and handed it to the palm of the subordinate next to him.

He looked at the mountains, as if the depression in his heart had disappeared.

Suddenly, he remembered what Du Chengli said to him in Japanese.

"Brother Fu, Mr. Fu's condition is not completely incurable."

Fu Xie seemed to have grasped the sparks of hope from Du Chengli's words.

He held Du Chengli's shoulder with firmness in his tone.

"You said, whether it's going up the mountain of swords or going down into the sea of ​​fire, I'll do whatever I want."

Du Chengli is eloquent.

It turned out that he majored in Western medicine in medical school, and he encountered an inexplicable disease.

No matter how many methods he tried, he couldn't find the source of his illness.

Today, Du Chengli was lost in the library, and his professional teacher saw him like this and whispered something in Du Chengli's ear.

"If Western medicine doesn't work, it's better to switch to Chinese medicine."

The professional teacher patted Du Chengli on the shoulder, and his finger pointed to the huge bookshelf behind the library.

"When we study medicine, we should not limit ourselves to one place. We should look at the scenery of other places and learn from each other's strengths, which is our foundation."

It was under such circumstances that Du Chengli read a few books about Chinese medicine and learned a lot from them.

He knew that sitting dryly in the library would not be a good thing after all, so under the guidance of books, he ran to the surrounding hills to find the information he wanted.

It was under such conditions that Du Chengli met that person.

According to Du Chengli's description at the time, this was clearly a modern society, but the person who appeared in front of Du Chengli seemed to be an ancient person.

He couldn't do it with a huge bamboo hat, and even covered the visitor's chin with a white veil.

But this man's words were so light and light, as if a feather was scratching Du Chengli's heart.

"Are you here to see a doctor?"

Du Chengli nodded subconsciously as if he had been bewitched.

When he regained consciousness, it was too late to cover his whereabouts.

In the only pair of eyes that were exposed, there was nothing to hide.

Du Chengli narrated the difficulties he encountered, and saw that the visitor frowned, but without any affectation, he flew up to the nearby stone, crossed his legs, and began to analyze in a decent manner.

A word or two from the visitor seemed to push away the fog in Du Chengli's eyes with both hands.

Du Chengli had a flash of inspiration and wanted to stand up and say thank you.

But seeing the clothes of the visitor, Du Chengli asked with some embarrassment.

"Excuse me, are you a miracle doctor who traveled from ancient times to save all living beings?"

The visitor seemed shocked by Du Chengli's strange brain circuit.

Du Chengli heard a brisk laughter coming from under the veil.

"Hey, Pursue sentient beings, that's what the Buddha can do, right? I'm not, it's just because the two of us are destined, I just answer your questions."

Du Chengli saw that the visitor looked him up and down, making him straighten his back unconsciously, as if he wanted to make a good impression in front of this person.

"I look at you, you look like a western doctor. I just learned a little more about Chinese medicine, but as long as you can cure a disease, whether it's a Western medicine method or a Chinese medicine treatment, as long as you can cure a disease, it doesn't matter if you are me or not."

The visitor left a word, glanced at the sky again, and said.

"It's getting late, I should go back, otherwise Master should be anxious."

Du Chengli still wanted to keep that person. Wouldn't it be better if they exchanged contact information.

But people came and went in a hurry, but in the blink of an eye, they disappeared again.

This has always been a regret in Du Chengli's heart.

He used to go to that mountain to have a look every time after those few days, but no matter what, he never met that person.

Fu Xie still remembered Du Chengli's last expression and the words left behind.

"I think she should have a solution to Mr. Fu's illness. But whether you can find her depends on your life."

Fu Xie yelled on the top of the mountain, and he heard the echo echoed thousands of miles away, and it was in this empty valley that he calmed his heart.

Fu Xie's secretary Li Wenze had already driven to the top of the mountain.

He dispatched Fu Xie's subordinates to clean up the scene, leaving him and Fu Xie alone.

Li Wenze is not only Fu Xie's personal secretary, but also Fu Xie's first-level helper in handling some tasks.

The follow-up cleaning of many tasks was done by Li Wenze.

Therefore, Li Wenze has enough right to instruct people around him.

Seeing Li Wenze, Fu Xie just nodded slightly.

"Boss Fu, the mountain you want me to go to, I just came back, and I haven't found any signs of people living there."

Fu some frowned.

"Forget it, you go back with them first, I will stay here for a while."

Li Wenze knew that it was pointless to persuade Fu Xie now, all he needed to do was follow Fu Xie's instructions.

When Fu Xie was the only one left on the mountain, his heart began to stir again.

On the plane, his cold heart was always warmed by a figure when he raised the knife in his hand just now.

This figure is what he misses day and night, and every action he makes has the shadow of this figure in it.

Fu Xie thought of meeting Gu Wei.

When he woke up in that cold cave, he thought he had fallen into a dangerous situation, but when Fu Xie saw Gu Wei, the panic in his heart disappeared.

Gu Wei is his reassurance pill, the existence that calms him down enough.

(End of this chapter)