After the family fell, I wanted to lie down

However, not everyone would discuss this matter, such as the Liu family.

"The Chen family still doesn't intend to give an explanation?" Liu Wenru shouted angrily.

Butler Zhang huddled aside like a quail and dared not answer.

"say!"

"Yes, sir!" Butler Zhang was startled by Liu Wenru's suddenly raised voice.

Mrs. Liu had no choice but to comfort him, "Master, these are things that happen to children. We adults should try not to interfere."

"Besides, this was just a mistake between the children. How can we go to the Chen family to ask for an explanation?"

"The Chen family insisted that Yingge was the first to attack, and the weapon was hers. No one else had that reason. She was the winner!"

Liu Abao came over and said, "Yes, yes, Yingge made a bet with the fifth daughter of the Chen family to marry her, so Chen Junhe got angry."

"You're everywhere, get out of here!"

Mrs. Liu saw that the situation was not going well and immediately pushed Liu Abao out. "Your father is upset because of Yingge's injury. Go out and play with Ziheng and your cousin Yufeng."

Liu Abao went to find Liu Ziheng and Yufeng. Liu Ziheng was listlessly sitting in the house, worried about Yingge's injuries.

"Whether he can be saved is another matter. How could he be like this? His entire shoulder was pierced through."

"Humph, she's just a joker on weekdays. She taught us a lesson so hard, why didn't she teach Chen Junhe a lesson this time? He practices martial arts every day, how come she can't even beat him?"

"I feel like we have to avenge our big brother no matter what. How about we find a dark and windy night to trap Chen Jun and a sack?"

"I don't want to go. You are the eldest brother. If you want to avenge her, go ahead."

"Even if you want revenge, she has to get better first. Otherwise, it's not legitimate for us to avenge her."

The last time she came to Liu's house, she was injured and she woke up after resting for a while. But this time, her injury was not to the head, but to the body. After a while, she thought, "Just wait."

Yingge knew this obvious truth, Xue knew it, and Mr. Liu and the others all knew it. So when Yingge woke up this morning, she kept pretending to be asleep, mainly because she was worried about Xue's tears, which were simply a vast ocean. Despite this, Xue's tears never stopped all day.

Although the medicine can help her sleep and calm her nerves, it can never make her fall asleep because the injured part is too painful.

In an era without painkillers, medical treatment is backward, and suffering from physical pain is really too painful.

Yingge was in a trance as Xue cried, as if she was half asleep and half awake. Every time a wave of pain came, she would wake up for a while.

Xue was probably tired and fell asleep on the table.

Yingge is now lying on the bed with a long sigh. What is she thinking about now? She doesn't think about anything. Does she regret it? It seems that she doesn't regret it very much. She may not be too afraid either. After all, as a killer in modern times, she can lose her life at any time, so she has been prepared for it.

The most regrettable thing is that she didn't think comprehensively enough, and acted rashly without investigating the specific situation of the enemy. However, the time was short, and she just suddenly wanted to kill someone, so it was pretty good that she could do this.

Even if he hadn't killed him that day, he probably wouldn't have survived. After all, when they were by the lake, Lu Gongqing said that he actually knew it was Yingge.

The better ending is that she won in the end, at the cost of an arm. Her right hand cannot move, but her left hand can still be used to teach, so the impact is not too great.

Yingge, who was lost in thought, was awakened by a hum.

Yingge tensed up immediately, but then relaxed.

"From your expression, you seem quite happy, right?"

"Sir, you are back. You have been gone for a long time. Of course, the students are happy to see you."

"Don't talk nonsense to me. Do you think I'm a fool?"

Zhixing walked out from the darkness, and the light made his shadow very long.

"It's true. The students are really happy to see you."

The young man lying on the bed looked pale and weak, but with the faint smile he always had, he looked quiet and well-behaved as usual.

But Zhixing felt a lump in his throat, as he was almost discovered. Fortunately, it was dark indoors.

"Put away your flattering attitude. I won't feel sorry for you."

"Sir, I shouldn't be sad. As the saying goes, a teacher is half a father. You can't raise a child better than a father. You can only teach a child with his father's teachings!"

"What kind of perverted theory is this? You made it up."

The sound of an argument between an old man and a young man was heard in the room.

Everything was silent at night. The two people spoke in low voices, but no one came to check. Xiao Taohong outside was not there, and neither was Xue, who was resting on the table in the room. It was obvious that Zhixing had used some magic to fool them temporarily.

Yingge didn't ask, and Zhixing didn't say anything, and the two of them just sat there in silence for a while, as if they were playing a guessing game.

Zhixing was sitting on the edge of the bed. Yingge's injuries had caused her to be in a bad mood and she had lost too much blood. The trial medicine had little effect on her injuries.

Without looking, Yingge could probably guess what she looked like now. Xia Tian was lying on the bed with the quilt covering her, with bloodless lips, a pale smiling face, and two deep-set watery eyes... Oh, it really makes people feel sad!

But now this look made Zhixing laugh at him. "Tsk tsk, Wenquxing descended to earth, gifted, a god..., this god was almost beaten to death by mortals, how is it, how do you feel?"

Yingge murmured, "I am a deity. I take the world as my responsibility and I will risk my own life to save the dying."

"Come on, you still think the world is your responsibility, you are just stupid, I have been worried that you will cause trouble, now it is true, luckily I ran fast enough, otherwise I would have been entangled too."

Yingge wanted to laugh, but her big movements pulled at her wound, and she immediately frowned in pain.

Mr. Zhixing pulled a chair over, then touched a handful of melon seeds and said, "Come on, tell me what you think. How did you kill Lu Gongqing and injure your shoulder so badly? What were you thinking before? What were you thinking at the moment of killing?"

Yingge said, "What can I say? There is nothing to say. Everything is arranged by fate. There is nothing to say."

Zhixing said leisurely, "I'm afraid your arm will be crippled. You'll become a one-armed warrior in the future."

Yingge said, "He doesn't have to be one-armed, right? If that were the case, he would have become Yang Guo in the future, which would be great, except that I don't know where my Little Dragon Girl is."

"You're saying weird things again." Zhixing didn't want to pay attention to her nonsense. The young girl always spoke in a gentle and elegant manner, not as vulgar as others, but she always cursed people in her own way.

"Forget it, forget it. As a husband, I always give in to this person's words. As your husband, I can't just ignore you."

Yingge's expression froze after hearing this. "What do you want to do first, sir?"

"What to do, what else can it be..."

"Sir, we young people will naturally find ways to solve our own problems. You don't have to..."

"To treat you, of course."

"Well, that's great. I am a kind-hearted teacher and I will not bear to see my students suffer."

"Stop arguing. Tell me, what did you do last night? Did you kill Lu Gongqing..."

"Please don't tell me that it was that kid from the Chen family who hurt you. Do you think I believe it?"

Yingge smiled knowingly. "Sure enough, the matter could not be hidden from you, sir. It was not Young Master Chen who hurt me."

"Huh, you still know that."

"Actually, it was the people in Yi Garden who hurt me. They were the assassins."

"So, to be honest you were there that night."

"Yes, I went to see Chunqiao off that night. I heard from Su Qinghe that the selected girls would easily get sick due to the unfamiliar environment on the road, so I went to the pharmacy to buy some medicine..."

"So, you went to the pharmacy, got some medicine, and used the Chen family's carriage?"

Everything you do leaves traces, Yingge either doesn't worry about others knowing what she has done or not. "Yes, Chen Junhe agreed to help me and let me go in pretending to be his follower. The condition for him to agree is to agree to gamble again."

"Humph, you are so sentimental!"

"Tell me more, how did you encounter the assassin?"

"Well, it was purely luck. We were all ready to leave, but when we were about to leave, we ran into assassins. They came in to fight and kill people, and I was trying to save them, so I got injured.

"Tsk, you got hurt because you were running away and didn't pay attention to the road."

"Sir, the details are not important. What matters is that I was stabbed."

"Sir, you are not to blame for this. Look at what you taught me. I can't even beat the assassin. I'm injured."

"Bah, you still have the nerve to say that. I'm losing money, but I'm still using you as a student to save my life."

While muttering, he reached out to roll up his sleeves, took out a few bottles and jars from his arms, with a look of reluctance, and then muttered, "So expensive, so expensive."

"Sir, your disciple is about to die, and you are still worried about the expensive medicine. Stop nagging and hurry up."

"Humph, how can you beg someone like this? Can't you just act more pitiful?"

"I can't do it now. I'm already very pitiful now."

"Hehe, you also know how painful it is. You're in my hands today!" Zhixing said, then lifted the quilt and applied medicine to her.

In order to hide the fact that she was a girl, Xue cut her undershirt into sleeveless and wrapped other parts of her body with gauze.

Yingge's shoulders were exposed, and Zhixing sprinkled the medicine on the outer layer of the dressing. He didn't even bother to look at the other wounds or apply medicine.

Yingge roughly knew what was going on.

"Sir, you have known about my girl for a long time, right?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Being injured can't stop you from talking." After saying that, he stuffed a huge pill into Yingge's mouth.

Yingge felt that this pill would be the end of her. The pill was so big that it choked her and she stared blankly for a long time before she chewed it into pieces and swallowed it.

"Is... this pill too big..."

"Ah, what did you say?"

"Master, are you going to choke me to death with this pill? At least you could make it more beautiful!"

"It would be nice to eat some."

"Sir, your medicine is very effective, right? Will I still die?"

"will not."

"Sir, when my injury heals, will I have less schoolwork?"

"dream!"

"I just knew that was the case."

"Sir, can I still practice martial arts in the future? Will my arm be useless?"

"will not."

"Sir, I heard there is a medicine that can cleanse the essence. Do you have it?"

"Hehe, it's not dark yet."

"gentlemen......"

The sound gradually faded away, and Yingge leaned on the pillow and slowly closed her eyes.

Zhixing put away his pretense of being relaxed. The dim light in the room shone on his face, and his expression was unclear. Suddenly, Yingge opened her eyes again and muttered something.

"Sir, I have a secret to tell you..."

Zhixing returned to his usual disdainful attitude. "What secret?"

The pale young man muttered in a low voice, "I am the protagonist, so I will be fine. This is the law of nature."

The voice was too soft, so Zhixing had no choice but to lower his head and listen closely.

"What protagonist, supporting role, or sheep horns? I know I'm very good." After saying this, Yingge was silent. Zhixing gave her a complicated look and clumsily and stiffly pulled the quilt that had slipped down for her.

Zhixing stood up and left the room. Seeing Xue lying on the table in the outer room to rest, he snorted. "A bunch of useless trash who can't even take care of a teenager..."

After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and extinguished the oil lamp on the table, and the room suddenly fell into the darkness of the night.