Chapter 1371

Yeah, what about the teenager?

"It seems that I went out in the middle of the night, and then I didn't come back..." A voice came from the dark, intermittent some guilty.

"What?"

Two old man a Zheng, gray clothes old man angry: "he went out in the middle of the night did not come back, you unexpectedly also did not have a person to see?"

The man in the dark was silent. They thought that he could not escape from here, so they only kept watch of the little Lord, thinking that the little Lord was OK. How could they think that the young man should escape in the middle of the night?

"What are you doing? Why don't you send someone to chase you? Shao Zhu's line has not been removed. What should be done if there is any accident? " Old men in grey clothes.

In the dark when those people answered, the old doctor sighed: "forget it! If he can escape from the eyes of so many people, how can he be caught easily

Think about it, that young man has long had the intention of escaping. Otherwise, how could they make arrangements to send his friends away first?

"But little master..."

"The little Lord is no longer in danger of life. Just wait for him to wake up, recover his wound and remove the stitches." The old doctor stroked his beard and said.

"All right, then." The old man in grey went out with a flick of his sleeve.

The old doctor also followed him out. However, as he stepped out, he suddenly heard a cough behind him. He was stunned and quickly turned back: "little Lord? Is the little Lord awake? " He was surprised to check, and even the old man in gray who heard the sound outside came back quickly.

The man on the bed opened his eyes, looked at two people, motioned to get up, see this, two people quickly stop: "little Lord, the wound is not good, it is not suitable to sit up."

"Newspaper!" There was an urgent report from outside.

The old man in gray listened and said to the old doctor, "you help the young master to have a look. I'll come when I go." With that, he saluted the man in bed and retreated.

The man on the bed stroked the wound and felt a slight fever there. However, it was no longer the same as before. The corners of his mouth pulled under the mask, and his voice was hoarse and weak: "sure enough, I can't die. Who moved my hand to save me?"

Hearing this, the old doctor was slightly surprised, but also reported: "the young master is wise. It is a young man who holds a knife for the little Lord, but he slipped away in the middle of the night last night, so he can't let the little master see him. It's really a shame."

Smell speech, the man on the bed caresses the hand of wound slightly, seem to think of what general, did not open mouth again.

And at this time, outside.

"What? What do you, each of you do? No one knows how to let him do such a thing The old man in grey was angry and could not hide his anger in his eyes: "don't roll down!"

The old doctor came out and said, "the little Lord let you in."

Smell speech, gray clothes old man this just suppress anger, stride to go inside, come inside hear little Lord's a inquiry.

"What's the matter?"

The old man in gray paused for a moment, and then said, "it's the young master who saved the young master. When he escaped in the middle of the night, he also took away a lot of things. The people in the courtyard didn't know last night, but they didn't find out until this morning."

One side of the old doctor listen to also can't help a Leng. Take away a lot of things? The boy? How dare you!

"It's just a little thing. It's nothing to make a fuss about." The man on the bed closed his eyes and said, "that's it."

Two people listened to look at each other, but also can only respectfully answer a: "yes."

At the same time, on the other side

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