The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 329:

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After thinking for a long time, he raised his hand and picked a dead branch from the tree next to him.

When I was about to pick it, I suddenly stopped, threw away the dead branch, put down my sleeves and stood up quickly.

After a while, there were footsteps, and a middle-aged man and a demented child, Mr. Ruan and his little Dai, appeared on the other side of the road.

Ruan Langzhong has lived in the mountains for a long time and has a routine of walking every day. This is his regular walk. Everyone knows that at the beginning, there were guards following him, but gradually they rarely came - in this winter, it is cold. Walking in the wind is really not a comfortable thing.

He watched the two people coming over and bent down. The little medicine boy was the first to stop and stare at him.

The eyes were dull, but the dead branches on all sides suddenly trembled.

His expression remained unchanged and he greeted Mr. Ruan with a smile, "How are you, sir?"

Mr. Ruan smiled and said: "Chengwen, that's good."

Qiu Shu was about to retreat, but Ruan Langzhong suddenly said: "Why is my little brother's hand injured?"

The freshly opened wound was dripping with blood, and there was already a small puddle on the ground. He breathed in hissingly, and said with a smile: "I was accidentally cut by a piece of porcelain just now. It's a small matter. I don't dare to ask questions like a gentleman." ."

"We are doctors. If we see someone injured and don't care about it, our hands will itch." Mr. Ruan laughed, beckoning him to the pavilion on one side, "I will give you a simple treatment."

The two sat down in the pavilion. Mr. Ruan took out the medicine bag he had brought with him, looked for it, and then turned back to the medicine boy and asked: "Can I take Ma Fei Powder with me?"

The medicine boy Xiao Dai held a small bag containing Ma Fei Powder pills in his hand and shook his head decisively: "No."

Qiu Shu started to cough. Ruan Langzhong looked at Xiaodai blankly. Xiaodai looked back at him without any shame, with a determined expression and clear eyes.

For a long while, Langzhong Ruan shook his head, not knowing whether he was helpless or happy, grabbed Qiu Shu's hand, and said apologetically: "Be patient."

The long silver tweezers penetrated into the wound, bit by bit parting the flesh and blood, and pinched out the debris. Qiu Shu trembled, but immediately smiled and said: "How are you, sir?"

He had already asked this before when greeting him, but when he asked it again, it had a different meaning. Mr. Ruan looked up at him and said after a while: "It's acceptable."

This answer was different from the previous one. Qiu Shu breathed out a sigh of relief, and there were thick beads of sweat on his forehead. He didn't know whether it was because of pain or because he felt relaxed after hearing these words.

"If I had known it would happen today, why would I do it in the first place?" Ruan Langzhong slowly cleaned the wound while talking to divert his attention, "I wouldn't have been more careful."

"Many things can't be avoided by just trying to avoid them." Qiu Shu smiled.

"Yes." Mr. Ruan laughed, "It's better to let yourself forget."

"I'm afraid I really want to forget it, but I can't forget it." Qiu Shu looked into Mr. Ruan's eyes.

After an ordinary sentence, Mr. Ruan began to ponder. He naturally knew what the other party was asking. However, even he could not figure out the answer to this question, and this question alone.

For a person like her, if she really has to put away her wisdom and medical skills, she can’t really figure it out.

For a long while, Doctor Ruan shook his head and said: "Tongtian medical skills cannot cure heart diseases."

Qiu Shu fell silent. The only sounds left were the crisp sounds of dead leaves rubbing against the ground, and the soft sounds of knives, scissors and tweezers falling alternately on the white stone table. The wounds were turned over terribly, but Qiu Shu never moaned. , a faint smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

When he smiled, there was a faint sparkle in his eyes, like a silent lake in the distant mountains, which had been lonely for a long time over the years.

It was very troublesome for the wax pill to be crushed into flesh and blood. It took half an hour before Mr. Ruan said: "Okay."

Qiu Shu smiled again. When Ruan Langzhong raised his eyes, he saw that the color of his collar had turned darker, and his clothes must have been wet inside and outside.

The wax pill fell **** in the shadow of their palms. Xiao Dai stood indifferently a foot away. With him around, no one could get close without being noticed.

Crushed wax pills, a thin piece of paper, and some lines drawn with a very thin pen. The handwriting is ugly and the lines are crooked, but it is rare for a rough person to be able to draw such a thin line with such a thin pen. .

Thanks to being so thin, the wax **** are small and easy to hide, otherwise they wouldn’t even fit into wounds.

Two extremely smart men, they remembered it in their minds after just one glance. Mr. Ruan raised his hand to pack the medicine bag. When he moved the medicine bag away, not to mention the note was missing, even the wax star was missing. .

Qiu Shu stood up and thanked Mr. Ruan. Mr. Ruan frankly invited him to take a walk together. The three of them followed the same path until they walked to the second entrance of the inner courtyard before breaking up. Then one went back to Quexue Studio and the other to the study.

Qiu Shu went to the study, carefully sorted the documents, polished the ink, tidied the desk, and dusted the bookshelves. Although he was a boy in the study, Jin Siyu was completely royal, and the boy only He could take care of everything in the study when he was away. When he was working, no one was allowed to be present.

Jin Siyu likes to work at night. According to his rules, at the end of Shen Dynasty and the beginning of the year, the servant must leave the study. It was already dark and the meal in the big kitchen had already been served. Qiu Shu went back to his room every day and could make a meal. A cold meal is good, but sometimes you can only wait hungry for breakfast the next day.

It was only Shen Shichu at this time, and there was still plenty of time. Jin Siyu had never been to the study room at this time, and Qiu Shu was cleaning it slowly, looking through the long row of bookshelves as if browsing books.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps, mixed with the woman's delicate and shy laughter.

The voice was so familiar that Qiu Shu, standing in front of the bookshelf, froze as if he had been struck by thunder.

Immediately I heard a low male voice, approaching quickly, with a smile, and said: "Shaoyao'er, it's a rare thing that you have eaten more tonight. The doctor said that you need to go out more to take a walk, for fear of accumulating food... Just in time , come and see where I work every day."

The woman giggled, her voice a little muffled, as if she was sinking into someone else's arms, "What kind of relaxation method is this? You can let me go by myself..."

The tone of both of them was light and full of joy. Qiu Shu, who had his back to the door, tilted his head and listened quietly.

The sound of conversation quickly approached. Qiu Shu put down the duster a little stiffly. It was no longer appropriate to go out at this time. It was said that if the prince caught the young man staying in the study, he would expel him or beat him to death. He looked around. After a moment, he had no choice but to duck and hide in the tent behind the long row of bookshelves.