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When Mr. Xue woke up, he felt dizzy, his throat was dry and his mouth was filled with a bitter taste. Looking at the wooden beam overhead, it was decorated with tiles. The room was dark, without even a single light bulb. It was obvious that this was not a hospital.

Was he saved by the residents near the highway?!

However, is there still a rural area without electricity? I've never heard of such a backward place around the highway!?

Zhang Xuan felt dizzy. He wanted to raise his hand to rub his glabella, but he felt weak all over. He couldn't even lift a finger. No one else but him had fallen so heavily on a bicycle! So drunk!

"Is anyone there?"

He tried to call out to her, but she sounded like a cat. Her voice was low and hoarse — she really wanted to drink some water to moisten her throat.

"Woof woof!"

Four dog heads appeared above his head, Steamed Bun, who liked being close to others, licked Mr. Xue's face, moaning and groaning; soy milk nudged Mr. Xue's hand for a caress; steamed buns were still the same bitter and vengeful dog face, silently looking at people; only I, Han Xing, was still as handsome as ever.

"Good boy."

Mr. Xue praised them a little, but he couldn't do anything even if he wanted to. With a "wow" sound from the steamed bun, the other three dogs immediately left Mr. Xue's side and sat down in a row.

Why do I feel like dogs are smarter?!

Steamed Bun and Steamed Bun were wolf-green, soy milk and youtiao were De Mu, dogs with high IQ and good obedience. Steamed Bun was the boss of four dogs, but he had never had such high IQ before. However, how many times had the dogs starved? Who knew how long he had been unconscious!

Before he could observe more carefully, the sound of footsteps could be heard. It was the sound of footsteps on a wooden floor. Mr. Xue suppressed his confusion and looked towards the direction of the sound — —

A teenager dressed in sackcloth walked in. He was around fifteen to sixteen years old and his height was not considered high. He was thin and delicate with a bun on his head and he was dressed in ancient attire. In his hand was a wooden tray with a clay bowl on it. It's about time for my husband to drink his medicine. "

The accent was Henan, but it was slightly different. Mr. Xue felt a bit uneasy and gave up on getting the teenager to help him find his phone. He tried to ask, "Thank you, may I ask where we are? Did you save me? Can you give me a call? "

The teenager didn't seem to understand Mr. Xue's words. He was a bit confused at first, but then he patiently explained it again. The teenager then revealed a look of understanding: "This is the Weize Pass, it's the husband that was saved by the generals when they were on patrol. But what was a phone? I've never heard of it. "

Don't even know how to call... And generals... Weize Pass... Weize Pass... Wasn't it his wife, Guan Lao Da?

Mr. Xue looked at the young man with reverence. Then, he looked at the situation in the room. No wonder there wasn't even a light bulb! From the position of the road where he fell, it was impossible for him to live in such a poor village, so … Did he just wear it?

"…"

Ten thousand horses was not enough to describe Mr. Xue's mood. If he had not been physically powerless, he would have jumped up and howled at the top of his lungs to express how he was feeling now that he had been tricked.

Isn't it just a love of riding? Wasn't it just a fall? If he couldn't get up from the ground, he would be drunk. This was not scientific!

Mr. Xue's heart was in a mess. As a veteran amateur history buff, he knew that Weize Pass was what they were called before the Ming Dynasty. After the Ming Dynasty, they changed their name to the famous wife Guan. Weize Pass... It was unknown what dynasty it was before the Ming Dynasty!

"Husband! Husband!"

The voice of the teenager woke Mr. Xue up. Seeing Mr. Xue's blank face, he picked up the bowl, picked up the wooden spoon on the tray and comforted him softly: "Master said that your husband is too tired and has lost his vitality. He needs to rest properly.

As he spoke, he scooped up a spoonful of the medicine and was about to feed it to Mr. Xue —

A spoonful of the black medicinal juice was in front of him. Thinking of the bitter taste that filled his mouth, Mr. Xue did not even think about it! Xiao Mr. Xue was a child who would rather take an injection than take medicine, not to mention the Chinese medicine!

Mr. Xue felt that there must be a grudge between them as he drank the Chinese medicine one spoonful at a time! Every time he saw this scene on television, he would suspect that the person who was feeding the medicine actually wanted to murder and drink it.

Mr. Xue was too busy to think anymore. With a serious face, he tried his best to be righteous: "Please wait, little brother!"

The young man looked at the medicine bowl, then looked at Mr. Xue's face. It was probably because Mr. Xue's fearful expression was too obvious, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Husband, the good medicine speaks for the ill, if we don't drink the medicine, how can we recover?"

Mr. Xue muttered to himself three times and tried his best to turn the tide, "I'm just too tired. I just need to lie down for a bit more, okay?"

The teenager was not sure if he was experienced, but if he saw too many people who were afraid of drinking the medicine, his stance was firm and unmoved: "My husband has damaged his vitality, this is no small matter. Since my husband is healthy from now on, you have to drink the medicine, or else my husband won't be able to recover even after ten days."

Lie down for ten days and compare it to drinking medicine... Ah, there is no harm without comparison, the malice of this world is so great! Mr. Xue was really conflicted and struggled to his death: "You have to drink it? You can't even eat and sleep more? "

"That won't do, my husband."

The teenager seemed to be a very principled person. Mr. Xue weighed the situation from left to right, looking at the teenager with hidden bitterness in exchange for the youth's encouraging smile. He felt even more stifled, closed his eyes, almost gave up all hope as he said in a low voice: "The way I drink medicine one mouthful at a time is not suitable for a real man like me! Real men should drink the medicine in one gulp! Sadly, I am powerless, so I can only trouble little brother to help me up and help me! We're both men, so let's do it the way men do! "

The content was tragic, but no matter how he listened to it, he felt guilty. The youngster was amused by his words and said with a face full of smiles, "My husband's words are really funny." "However, as an adult, my husband is still afraid of drinking medicine, hehe!"

Mr. Xue's face turned hot as he felt that this Hee hee was filled with malice. It seemed that his image needed to be saved and argued: "I was born not to suffer, this is my nature! I overcame my nature to drink medicine. Don't I feel motivated? "

This was obviously serious nonsense. The youth couldn't help but laugh, "Then I'll have to ask my husband to work hard to finish the medicine."

As he spoke, he helped Mr. Xue up and put the bowl near his mouth. Mr. Xue had a bitter face. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth. He just wanted the teenager to pour the medicine for him to drink. The youth had a smile on his face. He slowly fed the medicine as he wished, carefully paying attention to the speed at which the medicine was being consumed to avoid choking him.

As expected, the black juice didn't fail Mr. Xue's' expectation ', causing him to be so bitter that he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and gasp for air. The dogs in the row, soy milk looked at him with gentle eyes; youtiao tilted his head, curiously looking at Mr. Xue; bun, you stick out your tongue! Was he mocking his master? Steamed Bread... The steamed bun didn't pay attention to its pained owner. It just lay there quietly with its eyes closed. It was unknown whether it was sleeping or not.

Mr. Xue was kind!

Ah!" The pets had become smarter! Although they were happy about it, what was the point of having the sadness of an egg? However, thanks to the dark medicine and the dogs, Mr. Xue's attention was diverted for a while. His mood improved a lot — —

Mr. Xue had always had a character of "solving problems, breaking through mountains, moving forward bravely". When he was 25 years old, he encountered more problems and pain than most people, and the career he established was also much bigger than others. It was because of his perseverance and perseverance.

At the beginning, he couldn't quite accept it, but since he was already wearing it, he had to work hard to survive before he found a way to return. His life had just begun and he still hadn't lived enough.

Moreover, he wasn't truly alone. He had Steamed Bun and the others to accompany him. Mr. Xue looked at his four beloved pets. His heart was exceptionally warm and peaceful. In the future, they would be the only ones accompanying him. For the sake of everyone living a good life together, he had to pull himself together.

Mr. Xue thought it through and started to get excited. He took the initiative to talk to the young man: "This pill looks really bitter on the surface. Thank you, little brother. Can you give me a glass of water?"

The teenager was full of smiles, "Husband, please wait."

After a while, he came back with a jug and a clean clay cup. He poured Mr. Xue a cup of water and said, "My husband has just finished his medicine, so you can't drink too much water. Just moisten your throat. [Where is my husband from?] The accent sounds weird!

How should I put it...