Chapter 915

In fact, he remembered that he had told song Ningyu long ago that he could cure her leg.

Song Ningyu blew the medicine in the bowl and said softly, "you don't have to be surprised. Since you are a close friend of Shifu, you must have helped my Shifu a lot."

She blew colder, put all the medicine in her mouth, put down the medicine bowl, song Ningyu clasped Gong Zilin's chin, broke his mouth, and fed it down. LAN Rou on one side suddenly blushed! For a moment, the old patriarch's face turned red.

The master of the holy medicine Pavilion touched his chin, his eyes fell on the blue soft face with a red face, and picked his eyebrows: "blue girl, she doesn't kiss you. What's your blush?"

LAN Rou glared at him and scolded, "dressed animals!" then turned and ran away. The old clan leader and the master of the holy medicine Pavilion also withdrew in two. The house fell into silence. Song Ningyu took water and wiped the blood on Gong Zilin's chest carefully. There were numerous pear flowers blowing in through the window.

It fell on the bright floor and looked a little mottled.

After wiping the blood, washing the handkerchief, she began to wipe her face again. Song Ningyu tore all his clothes into pieces and threw them at the corner of the bed. After a series of things, she suddenly had nothing to do, so she stared at Gong Zilin with her chin, and didn't dare to relax for a moment.

The setting sun slowly sank out of the window, and the light in the room became dark. A maid gently knocked on the door and said respectfully to song Ning, "Madam Gong, the medicine is ready."

Song Ningyu woke up from a half dream, pulled the dark quilt, gently covered Gong Zilin, turned the wheelchair and opened the door. The woman respectfully put the medicine on the small table next to Gong Zi's clinic and said softly to song Ningyu, "my maid lit the candle."

Seeing that she didn't refuse, the maid turned to light candles. There were many candles in the room. Almost one step, a row of candles were placed and lit one by one, and the whole room was bright.

She took down the torn clothes at the corner of the bed, took out the basin and changed a basin of water again.

"The maidservant is right outside the door. Madam Gong, if you have anything, just give me an order."

Song Ningyu was stunned and looked at the medicine in his hand. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. The maid on one side reminded her that she remembered when she recovered. At this time, Gong Zilin was much better. Listening to song Ningyu's voice, she would open her mouth and drink medicine.

She returned the medicine to the maid's hair. The maid withdrew and soon came in with a book and two sets of clothes, a purple robe and a plain white skirt.

The house fell into silence again. The night was beautiful. There were insects calling high and low. The smell of pear flowers outside the window made the house very comfortable.

Song Ningyu sat in a wheelchair tired and fell asleep with Gong Zilin's hand in his arms.

These days, song Ning Yu has been frightened, which makes it difficult for her to sleep and eat. In the middle of the night, she was suddenly awakened and stared at the person lying in bed, looking at her with a pair of gentle eyes.

Song Ningyu breathed a sigh of relief. She wiped the cold sweat from her surprise and smiled: "are you awake? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Gong Zilin nodded. His voice was hoarse: "yes."

"Where? Let me see..." song Ningyu said and went to grab Gong Zilin's hand. Gong Zilin held song Ningyu's hand in his backhand, slowly put her hand against her beating chest, and a wicked smile appeared on the corners of her lips: "madam, I'm not feeling well for my husband. Can my wife also see it?"

Song Ningyu's face was slightly red and clapped Gong Zilin's hand: "what nonsense!"

Gong Zilin lay in bed and sighed slightly: "I really took a trip at the gate of hell. I told the king of hell that I haven't accompanied my wife to 100 years old, so I sent me back."

Song Ningyu frowned with a smile: "what do ghosts look like?"

Gong Zilin twisted a face into a shape and smiled at Song Ningyu, "that's it. Don't be afraid?" a perfect face of demons was twisted into steamed stuffed buns by him. Song Ningyu laughed more than once.

"Ha ha, are ghosts so ugly?"

Gong Zilin's left shoulder was hurt and wouldn't get better soon. He glanced around and raised his eyebrows: "madam, can't you see clearly that you are a husband? Why order so many?"

"I didn't order it. It's better to light it up." she can feel more at ease in the light.

Gong Zilin touched her haggard and tired face with some heartache and whispered, "it's bad for your husband. Madam, you've suffered for your husband."

Song Ningyu snorted coldly: "just know! If you dare to take a wife and concubine, provoke three, provoke four, hook three and build four, I'll round you first, rub you flat, and then feed the big dragon outside Huangdao!"

Gong Zilin said with a loud smile, "they all say that you are the most poisonous woman. Tut Tut, I didn't expect you to be a husband!"

"Hum, if you dare to bear me!"

"Try and try. Do you think Wei Fu is looking for my wife or my queen? I'll see the emperor Ning Yu on Huangdao is also good..."

The maid standing outside the door listened to the low laughter inside, a gripping heart also loosened, and the corners of her lips slowly raised a smile. It's really an enviable pair.

When it was getting brighter, the master of the holy doctor Pavilion had nothing to do. When he planned to see the mandarin ducks, the maid standing at the door shook her head at him: "they talked very late before they went to bed. Young master, don't disturb them and let them sleep."

The master of the holy medicine Pavilion rubbed his chin and looked inexplicably at the maid with normal face: "one leg is ill and the other is seriously injured... It's hard enough!"

"..." the maid glanced at the master of the holy doctor Pavilion, who was not pure, and her eyes were full of contempt.

The master of the holy doctor Pavilion left with a gray face.

The two of them slept until the morning and woke up. Outside the door came the almost life-threatening knock of the master of the holy medical Pavilion: "Ning Yu! Get up! I'll cure your legs!"

Song Ningyu looked at Gong Zilin with all kinds of reluctance, and a pair of eyes smiled brightly: "since you have endured it for so long, then continue to endure it."

Gong Zilin sank his face and stared at the people changing clothes. Hum, if you can't touch it, you have to touch it. Have some pocket tofu!

Song Ningyu changed a dress and sat in a wheelchair. He pushed the wheelchair to open the door. Gong Zilin pulled his wheelchair closer and straightened his clothes.

"If anyone looks at you all the time, you'll beat him!" Gong Zilin thought. She thought that if song Ningyu's Taoism was not too much, she probably didn't bother to do it, so she added.

"If you don't want to beat me, tell me and I'll beat you!"

Song Ningyu pushed Gong Zilin's hand away and pushed his wheelchair out of the bedroom. Outside the bedroom, a study passed through a large living room. The sound of knocking on the door came in from the large living room.

Song Ningyu opened the door and saw dozens of maids behind the master of the holy medicine pavilion with a lot of things in their hands.