The whole capital thinks I'm a lone star

Chapter 251 Qin Le: If I Can't Die, I Can't Get Well

Although the Black Armor Army is also wearing black armor now, it is different after all.

Following Qin Le's gaze, Wei Zhao saw the black figure at the front of the army. It was Rong Jin. He was still wearing a black brocade robe with cloud patterns, holding a silver gun in his hand, and was walking with the soldiers. practice.

Wei Zhao has never seen Rong Jin like this before. Now there is no hostility in his eyes, and he no longer exudes the coldness that is unapproachable to strangers all over his body. Reflects the dazzling light.

As if sensing the gaze from this side, Rong Jin glanced away, with a smile on his lips.

The young master seldom smiles, Qin Le almost never sees a smile on his face, except for Qin Chuan and Qin Chi, he has never seen anyone else around him, Luo Shiqi is the first one the young master is willing to get close to people.

Qin Le looked at the young man beside him, "How did Shi Qi meet our young master?"

Speaking of this, Wei Zhao laughed, how should I put it, that Rong Jin gave Wei Zhao a severed hand, and then visited the Anyang Marquis Mansion every night, and just got to know each other, it seems that it is not good to say it, After all, Rong Jin is also a respectable person here.

"It's better to ask Mr. Qin." Wei Zhao thought for a while, and decided to give Rong Jin the right to answer this question, and he will do whatever he says.

Qin Le shook his head with a smile, and suddenly coughed a few times. He is old, and Tianshuiya is damp and cold, and he coughs every winter.

"I think your complexion is not very good. If you don't mind, I'll take your pulse." Wei Zhao could see that Qin Le's status here should be quite high, he should be Rong Jin's right-hand man, helping him is helping Rong Jin.

Qin Le stretched out his wrist, and a piece of white silk flew out from Wei Zhao's sleeve, wrapping around his wrist.

Qin Le glanced at the white silk wrapped around his hand. He didn't expect anything at first, but when he saw this way of feeling the pulse, he suddenly felt that there might be some hope.

Soon, Wei Zhao took back the white silk, and his eyes were clear, "You were also a member of the army earlier, right?"

There is no major problem with his body, but he should have suffered a lot of injuries in the early years, and the injury was fundamental. In addition, he is old and has lived in this damp and cold place for a long time, so his body is very weak.

"Tian is a member of the army. It is God's blessing that my old bones can live until now. Don't bother me at seventeen. I know my body. I can't die or get better." Qin Le is very clear about his own body. , Before the lord's grievances are cleared, he can still survive, but it is difficult to live comfortably.

"Which quack doctor said it couldn't be cured?" Wei Zhao smiled, took out a red jade bottle from his bosom, poured out a spiritual fruit and handed it over, "Eat this, it should be much better."

"This is a spiritual fruit?" Qin Le has seen too many storms, and there are very few things that can surprise him. At this moment, he was really shocked to see that the little Seventeen could take out a spiritual fruit.

Spirit fruit is a rare elixir for healing wounds and diseases in the world. It is priceless in the market. No one has seen it in the world for hundreds of years. Many people know the legend about the spirit fruit, but no one has ever seen it , Legend has it that this thing has the effect of living dead human flesh and bones.

"Yes." Wei Zhao handed it over, but Qin Le didn't take it, "This is a panacea, it's too precious, I can't take it."

"It's not as magical as the legends. It can't reach the level of the living dead. There is no such medicine in this world. It's just better than ordinary medicine.

(End of this chapter)