Zhan Xiaolou suddenly recalled that when he was fighting with Chu Mowen, he didn't see Uncle Wen. It was likely that Uncle Wen had gone to find Ye Chong, and he had rushed over so quickly. He should be living next door in his wedding yard.
Zhan Xiaolou silently looked at Uncle Wen who was standing at the door. Uncle Wen had turned his head away smiling in embarrassment.
Zhan Xiaolou understood that he was right.
Zhan Xiaolou looked at Qian Jin with a doting expression. "Qiang, it's been hard on you."
Chu Min Wen cursed angrily. He no longer had the appearance of an elegant young master, but seeing the hundred Qu Jia soldiers behind Qu Jin, he immediately became terrified. He walked out of the infirmary with a darkened face.
He gave himself a thumbs-up in his mind.
He was glad that he was a martial artist these past few years, because he was still able to protect his wife and owner …
What he did not know was that Chu Fuwen considered Zhan Xiaolou to be his opponent. From then on, Zhan Xiaolou was her greatest enemy, and in the future, he would also bring Zhan Xiaolou quite a bit of trouble.
Ever since that day, Jing Jue rarely went out. Other than Zhan Xiaolou, who continued to check his pulse every morning and expel the poison every three days, he was nowhere to be seen.
Furthermore, when he was checking his pulse and expelling the poison, the two of them did not say a word from the beginning to the end.
In just a few days, Hua Ruo had already memorized and memorized the acupuncture points Zhan Xiaolou gave him, which made Zhan Xiaolou very pleased. He did not expect Hua Ruo to be so willing and talented at learning medicine.
Only Hua Ruo knew that ever since he started learning medicine from Zhan Xiaolou, he had spent almost all his time on it. Zhan Xiaolou said that he had talent, but he himself knew that this "talent" was something he had acquired through endless sleep, hard work, and hard work …
Qu Li was still living next door to Zhan Jiujia's infirmary, reciting the daily tasks assigned to him by General Qu, "The Male Ring" and "The Male Training" …
He was to be officially welcomed into the Second World War in early February, and he had to be familiar with all of this in less than a month.
One night, Zhan Huang Lou couldn't sleep. He went next door to find Qu Chi and called for him to open the door. He was led to the courtyard by a member of the Qu family.
When they arrived at the door, Zhan Xiaolou told the person to keep quiet and ignored the person's words. Then, she quietly entered the door.
But as soon as he entered, he saw her sitting in a large bath with her back to him in the dim light of the candle. She was lying on her back with her head back and her eyes slightly closed.
The room was foggy, and Qu Jin's back, which was covered in water droplets and clearly defined by his muscles, could be vaguely seen.
Zhan Xiaolou felt as if his head was heavy and his feet were light. A warm feeling slowly flowed out from his nose …
Zhan Xiaolou secretly spat on himself. He kept feeling like he was a hooligan right now.
He turned around and was about to leave, but Qu Jin suddenly said, "Feng, I'm almost done with the shower. Take the towel!"
His voice was lazy, confused, and somewhat hoarse. Lou Cheng could no longer move his body even if he wanted to.
At this moment, hearing someone's footsteps approach, Zhan Xiaolou was startled. Even if she and Qu Li were about to get married, they weren't married yet. They absolutely couldn't let anyone see her here.
Zhan Xiaolou looked left and right. The furniture here was simple. There was no place to hide. Zhan Xiaolou trembled in anxiety. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw layers upon layers of gauze curtains covering the bent bed …
And when he heard the sound, he thought it was the wind that was waiting for him to take a bath.