Chapter 172： Is the friend you talking about yourself

Chapter 172 Is your friend you talking about yourself

Wen Qiao smiled: "Then, wait and see."

Because Xu Lu was injured, the school had some chances to perform, all of which were allocated to others. The biggest beneficiary was...Song Yu, the school flower.

Song Yu is not an ambitious person. In the past, Xu Lu played all the showy performances, and she was a little unaccustomed to letting her go.

Everyone in the school said that she had a koi carp, and she was lucky enough to pick up the leakage.

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The long rainy season has begun again, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there is always fog in the air.

Wen Qiao and the others were practicing piano in the Minle Ancient Building. The humidity was too heavy and some of the wooden body was going to be moldy.

Lu Youyou was worried: "The sun comes out quickly, I will let you all out for the sun."

For the six-member folk music club, it is common for the eldest Miss Yu Shu and the eldest Master Dong Yao to be absent.

Even if the two ancestors came, they were still busy with their own affairs.

Dong Yao even brought a white mouse over to do experiments, as if he used it as a medical laboratory.

Lu Youyou couldn't bear it, and said to Wen Qiao: "I'll quit him, what kind of ancestor should we do for him?"

Wen Qiao comforted her: "We have to let a hundred flowers bloom."

Dong Yao wore the goggles and raised the knife in his hand. The mouse died in Huangquan, and Lu Youyou's neck shrank: "What a weird way of blooming flowers."

Wen Qiao put down the pipa in his hand, stretched his muscles and bones, and walked to Dong Yao's test bench. Dong Yao performed an autopsy on the mouse with a blank face.

"I heard that your family is good at medicine, but you practiced medicine in ancient times?"

Dong Yao was still expressionless, and the blade neatly stroked the mouse's belly, "What?"

"Then you should have heard of a lot of intractable diseases?"

Dong Yao didn't look up, but concentrated on experimenting: "I have heard of some."

Wen Qiao asked tentatively: "Then have you ever heard of a disease that one person can't live without another."

Dong Yao finally reacted and looked up at her: "Are you showing affection?"

Wen Qiao:...

Almost vomiting blood.

"It's not about showing affection. I have a friend who told me that."

"What do you say?"

"She said that one day suddenly a word flashed in her mind, if you want to stay with a certain man, otherwise you will die. For thirteen days, the longest period is thirteen days. My friend will leave that man for thirteen days. Fainted for unknown reasons."

Dong Yao threw the mouse into the medical trash can, took off the white rubber gloves on his hand, raised the goggles, and squinted at her——

"The friend you are talking about is you yourself?"

Wen Qiao:...

Brother, give face.

"It's my friend." Wen Qiao said hard.

Dong Yao didn't argue with her either, "I have never heard of this strange disease."

Wen Qiao was faintly lost. The Dong family is a family of antiques and ancient medicine. If even the Dong family does not know what is going on with her body, can anyone in the world solve her plight?

She also wanted to stand upright beside Fu Nanli, confess all the lies she had told, and beg his forgiveness.

"I'll go home to find out." Dong Yao said, "for your friend."

There was another smile on Wen Qiao's face: "Thank you."

Dong Yao grabbed a rabbit out of the cage again, and Lu Youyou shouted, "Tutu is so cute, do you want to experiment with it?"

"Don't experiment, I will bring you baked."

Lu Youyou: "Then put more cumin powder."

Chunxiao: "Add more chili powder."

Wen Qiao:? ?

(End of this chapter)