The Emperor's Mercenary Concubine: Madam Fifth

Chapter 785 Origin 14
"Well, Xiao Yao has been kneeling at the main entrance of the medical center for a day and a night, and he still hasn't left." Luo Xishui wanted to intercede for Xiao Yao.

"Leave him alone." Xueqing said coldly, this tone forced Luo Xishui to shut up.

There are many people who come to Tianxue Medical Center to seek medical treatment or study medicine, and there are often people kneeling at the door to ask for help. The disciples of the Medical Center are no wonder.But Xiao Yao knelt here for a day and a night, with injuries on his body, and it would have been unbearable for an ordinary person.

Guo Xiaoqi and Ye Xiaoyu poked their heads out and looked at Xiao Yao who was drenched in the pouring rain outside. His face was pale and his body was very weak.

"Brother Xiaoqi, he looks so pitiful, why didn't the owner agree to let him stay?" Ye Xiaoyu asked with a pout.

"Well, the owner of the museum didn't like him at first, and he refused to save him back then. We pleaded together, and the owner saved him." Guo Xiaoqi scratched his head. During the day, he had persuaded Xiao Yao. The Lord didn't want to take him in and asked him to go down the mountain, but Xiao Yao just didn't listen, and kept kneeling here to death.

"It's raining so hard, he's been drenched all the time, he's going to get sick." Ye Xiaoyu shook her head, her eyes full of sympathy.

"Hey, Deacon Luo specifically told him to leave him alone." Guo Xiaoqi was also soft-hearted, and seemed helpless, even if he tried to help him.

"He seemed to be talking about something all the time, what was he talking about?" Ye Xiaoyu pursed her lips and asked.

"I don't know." Guo Xiaoqi tapped his head, seeing the heavy rain outside, "Why don't we send an umbrella over there."

Ye Xiaoyu nodded quickly: "Okay, let's go to the kitchen and get a bowl of ginger soup."

The two went into the house, one went to get an umbrella, and the other served ginger soup.

Xiao Yao's whole body was soaked, his clothes were clinging to his body, and the heavy rain was pouring down non-stop. He hadn't eaten for a day, and he was dizzy and dizzy from hunger, and his mind went blank.My knee started to hurt a lot, but now it's gone, probably from numbness to the point where I lost consciousness.

Tears merged with the rain, his vision became more and more blurred, he couldn't see what was in front of him clearly, his lips kept twitching, repeating this sentence: "I'm not a waste, I'm not a waste..."

His body was icy cold, and he felt so cold, as if he saw heavy snow falling, and the surroundings were covered with whiteness.

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Two years ago, in that deep winter, there was heavy snowfall, and the whole Luochuan city was covered in silver.

Luochuan City, a county in the Western Empire that is as prosperous as the imperial capital, is densely populated. Luochuan City is controlled by General Xiao Xu.

Xiao Xu is the God of War General of the Western Empire, and he is highly trusted by the king. Twenty years ago, Luochuan City on the border of the empire was still bleak. Later, it was because of him guarding the border that the mansion was moved to Luochuan, which made this place develop faster than expected. .

The General's Mansion is very large, with Xiao Xu's favorite pines and cypresses lined up on both sides.

The evergreen pines and cypresses sway gently with the breeze, as if laughing at the glory of the general.

The mansion, with red walls and yellow tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, is resplendent and magnificent.

Like a smaller palace, the palaces and towers are scattered high and low, magnificent and majestic.

Guarding the gate of the mansion is not guards, there is a holy beast iron lion lying on the left and right, and there are two holy beasts sitting in the guard, which is much more shocking than hundreds of guards.

Inside the mansion, there are small courtyards with winding paths, a majestic martial arts arena, a precious Buddhist scripture pavilion, and a beautiful Wenbi Pool...

A young man who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome appearance and a slightly thin body, stood in the snow.

　
(End of this chapter)