Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 282 Thank you, Nuan (1)
As Dong Nuan said, he put down the lamp stand in his hand, and opened his arms to embrace Si Jixia.

"A Nuan can't do it!" Si Jixia suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Dong Nuan Gu with extreme nervousness, "No!"

Dong Nuan's eyes trembled violently, fixedly staring at Si Ji Xia who was still motionless even though he was nervous, and stopped his movements.

Si Jixia said in a hoarse voice in pain: "Don't touch me, Ah Nuan don't touch me... Now I, even if I move slightly, it will hurt Ah Nuan, I don't want Ah Nuan to suffer any harm ..."

"Ping An, I want to hug you." Dong Nuan did not respond to Si Ji Xia's words, but only said his own words.

Si Jixia resisted the urge to stand up at this moment, and only responded with a deep "yes", and slowly tilted his head back, only to see that the wall made of gears slowly closed, and when it opened again , Si Jixia walked out with heavy steps from the dark space like a crack in the floor.

And he barely took a step, and he was hugged tightly by a pair of slender arms, which made his heart tremble.

"A Nuan, this is the real me." Si Jixia still couldn't respond to Dong Nuan Gu's hug, so he could only stand there and let Dong Nuan Gu hug him, his voice was hoarse and trembling, "A Nuan... are you scared?"

Dong Nuangu suddenly stood on tiptoe, held Si Jixia's cheeks, kissed his thin and cool lips, and bit his lower lip lightly, arched his eyebrows, smiled softly and said: "Silly Mu Mu, as long as you are my peace, even if you are a heinous murderer, I will not be afraid."

"Ah Nuan..." Si Jixia looked into Dong Nuangu's eyes, wanted to say too much, but didn't know how to say it.

"Peace, I think..." Dong Nuangu lightly stroked Si Jixia's cheek with the palms of his hands, hesitant, but still determined, "I want to see your right hand."

Si Jixia didn't refuse, but remained silent for a while, nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

The next moment, Dong Nuan moved his hand down, grabbed Si Jixia's right shoulder tremblingly, and then slowly moved down his right arm to the palm of his hand, and slowly put the black glove on his palm. Take it down.

What came into view was a mecha hand, made of iron birch wood and bronze joints.

Dongnuan slowly rolled up his right sleeve so that she could see the mecha arm more clearly.

When she rolled Si Jixia's sleeve up to the crook of her arm, as if she suddenly remembered something, she froze there, and then brought her hand back to Si Jixia's right shoulder.

She thought of the steel rivets nailed into Si Jixia's shoulder blades. She never thought that those steel rivets would be of such a use!

Dongnuan rubbed Si Jixia's right shoulder again and again through his clothes, and even his eye sockets trembled slightly.

Si Jixia knew what was going on in her heart, so she said softly, "I told Ah Nuan that the pain has long since disappeared. Don't feel bad for Ah Nuan. This arm is what I must use when I change into another identity. Because I don't want anyone to know that I am Si Jixia."

"It just doesn't seem to matter now whether you have the arm or not."

Dongnuan suddenly grasped Si Jixia's right shoulder, and looked up at him.

"Ah Nuan..." Si Jixia wanted to confess everything about him to Dong Nuangu. She knew she had doubts about him, but she never asked. Si Jixia paused, then continued, "Have you ever asked?" Have you ever heard of 'Crafty Young Master'?"

In the Southern Shu Kingdom, Mr. Gui is a well-known figure, because he is the genius doctor who was reborn by Hua Tuo while Bian Que was alive. As long as anyone who has been healed by Mr. Gui is still alive, Mr. Mr. Gui can always make him feel better. It's alive and well again.

Dong Nuangu's memory of the rumors about Mr. Sly was that her mother, Dong Linghua, was dying of illness, and she purposely inquired about it. But she also knew that she would never see Mr. Mr. Sly, the eccentric genius doctor in the world. Even if she could see it, she couldn't afford it.

Not long after that, her mother committed suicide in front of Liu Chengji in order to let her return to Zuo Xiangfu.

No one knows Mr. Sly's last name, no one knows how old Mr. Sly is, and no one knows what Mr. Sly looks like, because he seldom speaks, and he likes to wear a faceless mask. no trace.

no face... mask...

Dong Nuan thought of the dark faceless mask placed on the long table, his eyes jumped, and he turned slowly to look.

The light was very dim, and it was impossible to see clearly the things placed on the long table.

Dongnuan let go of Si Jixia's shoulders, bowed slowly, picked up the lampstand at his feet, and walked towards the long case.

Si Jixia looked at her back, which was blurred by the flames, and raised his heels to follow behind her.

Dong Nuangu stopped at the place where Si Jixia had just stood, put the lampstand in his hand on the long case, and put it next to the rectangular black lacquered wooden box.

The light of the fire shone on the dull black lacquered wooden box and the black lacquered faceless mask, and even the highlights could not be bulged.

Dong Nuan moved his hand to the faceless mask, paused, then picked it up, and then turned to look at Si Jixia.

The mask is very thin, but it feels very heavy when held in the hand because of the winter warmth.

Si Jixia stood beside her, silent.

I saw Dong Nuan slowly raised his hand, and moved the mask in his hand to the level of Si Jixia's chin. Si Jixia looked at her quietly, watching her slowly put the faceless mask on to his face.

The mask matched the outline of Si Jixia's face, and it could be seen that this was his own mask.

After being relatively silent for a while, Dong Nuan took off the mask on Si Jixia's face again. There was no surprise or doubt on his face, but he just put the mask back on the table, and raised his hand to help Si Jixia tidy up the hair on his temples. He straightened his messy hair and said, "It's better to be safe like this."

Si Jixia's tense body and mind suddenly relaxed when he heard Dong Nuan Gu's words, only to see Dong Nuan Gu smiled softly, rubbed the tip of his brow with his thumb a few times before retracting his hand, Even if everything in front of her was worth her guessing and asking, she didn't want to guess or ask.

It was enough for her to know that Si Jixia in front of her was still safe for her.

After Dong Nuan retracted his hand, his eyes fell on the long black lacquered wooden box.

The box body is not engraved with any decorations, but even the paint leather is a little off, obviously it is a wooden box with a little age.

Dong Nuangu's hand trembled a little as she touched the wooden box, because she thought of Si Jixia's right arm.

Si Jixia didn't stop Dongnuangu from opening the wooden box, but Dongnuangu suddenly lacked courage, so she reached out to grab Si Jixia's left hand, as if she had the courage to open the wooden box in front of her.

The wooden box was opened, and there were two pieces of black satin covered in the box, one in the shallower lid and the other in the deeper box body, and a fishskin sword lay quietly inside the lid. The long sword with the black iron hilt of the sheath is empty inside the box, so it looks like the black satin that is spread inside the box and sags down along with the box is as empty as Si Jixia's right sleeve.

(End of this chapter)