The medical concubine soars to the sky: the lord lightly pets

Chapter 164 is at stake
In the past six months, Fu Bailu and Xiaoman have been together almost day and night, like a master and apprentice, and like a brother and sister.

Under the careful guidance of Fu Bailu, Xiaoman's martial arts became stronger day by day, and he fell several blocks away from all the teachers and sisters.

It's just that she is afraid of being seen by others, so she deliberately hides her own strength. Fu Bailu is even more eccentric. In the past half a year, no one has noticed what happened between the two on the top of Emei. It is Lian Nangong Yunpai. Those who went were also concealed.

A month ago, the Emei faction was invited to participate in the martial arts conference. As the head disciple, Xiaoman had no reason not to go.

Fu Bailu is a person who likes to watch the excitement, so he simply came to Luoyang with the Emei Sect. He disguised himself as a coachman, but no one recognized him, but in front of the girls of the Emei Sect, Fu Bailu was inconvenient to associate with Xiaoman Intimate, dare not even talk too much.

On the way, Fu Bailu was suffocated. After staying in Xiaoyao Villa for a few days, Fu Bailu couldn't bear it anymore. One day, he secretly sent a paper to meet Xiaoman in the bamboo forest in the back garden. Fu Bailu was going to meet Xiaoman. When I was quite young, I received a call for help from the children of the Fu family.

Fu Bailu was in a hurry to save people, and he wanted to say hello to Xiaoman and left. When he arrived in the back garden, he saw a burly man pestering Xiaoman, and he was full of swear words.

Fu Bailu was so furious that he stepped forward with a sword and killed him.

Xiaoman was so frightened that Huarong turned pale. Fu Bailu protected her and stepped forward to inspect, and recognized that person was Haiqing, the leader of the Haisha Gang. He was also shocked, knowing that something was wrong.

But who knew that Haiqing would become so fat after just a few years of absence, no wonder Fu Bailu couldn't recognize her anymore.

But Fu Bailu didn't regret killing the leader of the Hai Gang. If he wanted to insult Xiaoman lightly, he deserved to die. Let him die so happily, it was considered cheap for him.

The distress signal from the Fu family was sent out again. Fu Bailu knew that he couldn't stay any longer, so he simply told Xiaoman a few words, and left his name on the ground, intending to tell the Haisha Gang that there is a wronged person and a debtor. Lord, the leader of the Hai gang was killed by him. If they want revenge, they can find him, Fu Bailu.

Fu Bailu left in a hurry, but he never expected that in order to protect him, Xiaoman even erased the words he left behind, and was arrested by the disciples of the Haisha Gang who rushed to him as the murderer who killed the leader of the Haisha Gang.

"You girl, why are you so disobedient? I killed Haiqing because he deserves to die. A real man dares to do something. The Haisha Gang wants to seek revenge from me. Just come here. Would I, Fu Bailu, be afraid? He actually took the blame for me, Do you think you are stupid?"

Fu Bailu blamed Xiaoman who was held in his arms, but no matter how he sounded, it sounded like doting.

Nangong Yun looked at Xiaoman who was curled up in Fu Bailu's arms like a bird like a human being, and sighed leisurely: "She is not stupid, she just likes..."

"Sister!" Xiaoman looked at Nangong Yun, and said anxiously, his eyes were full of pleading, and he stopped Nangong Yun's words.

Fu Bailu's expression was a little dazed, he looked at Xiaoman in puzzlement, and then at Nangong Yun, not knowing what charade they were playing.

Nangong Yun looked at the shy and blushing Xiaoman, and said with emotion in his heart: Xiaoman has really grown up...

The door was pushed open suddenly, and Xiao Mo's voice was full of panic, and he called eagerly: "Miss Nangong, go and have a look, our son's old illness has relapsed, and he is about to die..."

Nangong Yun was startled, Fu Bailu looked at Xiao Mo, and couldn't help being surprised: "Xiao Mo, why are you here?"

When Xiao Mo saw Fu Bailu, he was also very surprised, but even though he was surprised, his face showed joy: "Fifth Master, did the Third Master ask you to bring the medicine?"

"Medicine, what kind of medicine, I didn't go back to Fu's house..." Fu Bailu's expression darkened: "Did something happen to the setting sun?"

With just a few words, Nangong Yun already understood the general idea, but it was too late to think about it, saving people is the most important thing!

Nangong Yun ran to the next door and saw that Shengxia and Late Autumn were covering Fu Canyang's body layer by layer with quilts, and Fu Canyang, who was pressed under the thick quilt, was still trembling violently, his face was as cold as ice, without a trace. A trace of blood.

Nangong Yun rushed forward to inspect Fu Canyang's face in two or three steps, and put it on his wrist to check his pulse. He couldn't help being shocked, and turned to Xiao Mo, "When did Brother Fu also contract this cold syndrome?"

Xiao Mo was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said in a crying voice: "My son has been suffering from cold syndrome for some years, and he has been supported by the heart-protecting pill. It has been a few days since he had an attack, but today..."

Nangong Yun's face was serious, and his voice was cold, "What about the medicine?"

Xiao Mo raised his eyes and glanced at Nangong Yun, feeling a little strange, "The last heart-protecting pill, the young master gave it to the girl in the carriage. I have passed the letter to the third master by flying pigeons, and now the medicine is still available." On the way, but young master, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on..."

Nangong Yun was shocked when he heard the words, and couldn't help thinking of hearing the conversation between Brother Fu and Xiao Mo in the carriage. It turned out that he actually gave her his life-saving elixir, just to make her feel less uncomfortable...

Looking at Fu Canyang's pale face, Nangong Yun's eyes moistened, Brother Fu, why did you treat me so well...

Nangong Yun looked at Fu Canyang, who was dying from the cold, and his heart ached beyond measure, and he felt the same.

No one can understand better than her how it feels like being in a cold cellar and life is worse than death.

She has practiced medicine for so many years, and this is the first time she has encountered such a difficult disease. She can't even cure her own cold, so how can she save Brother Fu?
Nangong Yun gritted his teeth, turned his head and asked Xiao Mo: "The third master you mentioned is Qinglong in Snow Clothes, right? When will his medicine be delivered here?"

Xiao Mo wiped away his tears and said, "I just received a letter saying that it will be here in two hours."

Two hours, two hours...

A ray of light flashed in Nangong Yun's eyes, and he thought: I can't control so much, I can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Fu Bailu stepped into the door and saw Fu Canyang lying on the bed in danger, his face sank immediately, he handed Xiaoman in his arms to Shengxia and Wanqiu, and said: "Her injury can't be delayed, you should give Xiaoman a quick hand!" Take the medicine, leave it to me here..."

"Big brother..." Xiaoman called softly, Fu Bailu touched her little face with pity, and smiled softly, "You are good."

Fu Bailu turned his head and saw that Nangong Yun lifted the quilt covering Fu Canyang's body, and stepped forward to stop her: "What are you doing?"

Nangong Yun shook off his hand without explaining, and shook out a pack of silver needles from his sleeve with a sullen face, and said to Xiao Mo: "Xiao Mo, help your son up."

Fu Bailu looked at Nangong Yun's skillful technique and was surprised for a moment: "Do you know medical skills?"

Nangong Yun looked back at Fu Bailu and said, "You know martial arts, I need your help."

Fu Bailu frowned, and replied without hesitation: "How do you want me to help you?"

Nangong Yun looked at Fu Canyang's naked back, and said decisively: "I'll stick the needles on the corresponding acupuncture points in a while, and you use your internal force to force the silver needles into his body, and then force them out after half an hour."

Fu Bailu had never heard of such an acupuncture method, so he couldn't help asking: "Pierce the needle completely into the acupuncture point? No, it's too risky, you are risking your life!"

Nangong Yun said flatly: "Don't worry, I'm not only playing with Brother Fu's life, but also mine. If I can't save him today, I will die with him."

(End of this chapter)