The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

After a thrilling night, the men of Anning Village still couldn't rest. The guards of Beishan Mansion had retired after their mission accomplished, but the job of cleaning up still fell on them.

Yan Zhenshen had already carried Chu Xiao back to the new house. Lei Twelve was afraid of being punished if he went back, so he dragged the doctor along and followed them, really ignoring his brothers.

This made Lei Shiba curse constantly when he returned to Beishan mansion to bandage his wound, saying that Lei Twelve was a bastard.

Why did Brother Chu, who looked more energetic than them, take the doctor away? If he got a high fever and died, I would not let Lei Twelve go even if I became a ghost.

To say that their personal guards are all good at bandaging, it really doesn't matter whether there is a doctor or not. But what he wants is a doctor, and what he cares about is obviously the attitude.

After all, they are brothers who grew up together and have been through thick and thin together for many years. How come they seem inferior to an outsider now?

If not everyone knew that Chu Xiao had done their general a favor, they would have thought that Lei Twelve had some ill intentions towards Brother Chu.

It is true that Lei Twelve did have some other thoughts, but they were not about Chu Xiao, but about the precious sword in the hands of his husband Yan Zhenshen.

Of course he couldn't do such a thing as taking away someone else's favorite thing, but it should be okay to borrow it for fun, right?

But Chu Xiao was still injured at this moment. Yan the Hunter's nervous face had lost all color. His lips were cracked and peeling, and his eyes were full of red bloodshot.

On the contrary, it was Brother Chu who was hissing and shouting in pain while the doctor was applying medicine, but his face was rosy and he seemed to be in good spirits.

With this comparison, if someone didn't know better, they would definitely think that the injured person was Yan the Hunter.

Chu Xiao felt helpless when he saw his brother Shen's look, but at the same time he felt warm in his heart.

This man knew that he would be fine, but he was still so anxious. He couldn't help but comfort him: "Brother Shen, it just hurts a little, I'm really fine."

Yan Zhenshen nodded repeatedly, but his eyes suddenly turned red. If there were no outsiders around, he might have really shed tears.

Even though he didn't really cry, his voice was a little hoarse: "I know, I know, Xiao Ge is a lucky man, there's no way he'll be in trouble, just a superficial wound that will heal in a few days."

While the old doctor was applying medicine, the corners of his mouth kept twitching. This young couple was really interesting. Such a deep and long knife wound, although it could be considered a skin injury, it was also life-threatening.

If one of them said he was fine, the other would believe him completely. As a doctor, he didn't dare to say that.

"You still need to be more careful. The wound is a bit too deep and may cause a high fever. I'll prepare a few prescriptions first. I'll go to the county town to get the medicine at daybreak. You can take it as soon as possible."

It's not that the doctor was so stingy that he couldn't bear to part with his few herbs, but he had used up a lot of them while treating the Marquis a few days ago.

When he thought about the many injured guards in Beishan Mansion, he felt a headache. He thought they would be very busy in the next few days.

And he also had to quickly replenish the herbs he was missing.

Just as he was thinking this, he saw Lei Twelve standing at the door and peeking into the house from time to time. This meant that there was a ready-made labor force.

"Hey, Hunter Yan, Brother Chu can't leave without someone here, but the medicine can't be delayed. Why not let Little Twelve run a trip? They know Kung Fu, and their speed won't be slow even without a carriage."

Yan Zhenshen was naturally reluctant to leave her husband, so he nodded and said, "Thank you very much. Thank you for your concern."

Lei Twelve, who was still thinking about Yan Zhenshen's precious sword: "..."

He had no objection to helping prescribe medicine, but why did he always feel that the doctor had other intentions when he said this?

When Lei Twelve saw the densely packed prescription that the doctor handed him, he was completely stunned.

"No, this little brother Chu needs to take so many medicines?"

Don't think he knows nothing. People prescribe medicine by the dollar. How can you buy it by the kilogram? It will take forever to finish the medicine.

"Oh, this is what I want. You need to get medicine anyway, so just bring it back for me."

The doctor took out another piece of paper without blushing or beating his heart: "This is Brother Chu's prescription."

Lei Twelve looked at the two pieces of paper in his hand in silence. Which one could he pick up? It was obvious that Brother Chu only had a few medicines.

But is this the point? The point is where did he get so much money to buy the medicine.

Okay, he admitted that their personal guards received a lot of monthly salary, so there would be no problem in getting medicine, but why had he saved up the monthly salary for so many years? It was to marry a wife.

Asking him to pay for his wife's money...don't even think about it.

Lei Twelve spread his hands to the doctor and said, "Yes, you have to pay me."

The doctor also spread his hands and said, "I have old people and young children to take care of, where can I get money?"

"How can I get medicine without money? Are you asking me to rob you?"

"I don't have any money, so why don't you ask the housekeeper for it?" The doctor rolled his eyes at Lei Twelve in anger and said, "You should know that these herbs are prepared for your brothers, not for me to use."

Lei Twelve: “…” That does make sense, but it’s not that easy to ask the old butler for money.

You never know how long he will nag you for, and you will have to ask him this and that, and then wait for him to write them down one by one, and finally write a confirmation document for you.

Lei Twelve seriously suspected that the old butler had learned his tricks from the Ministry of Revenue, and would not pay unless he made the other person suffer enough.

It is also possible that even after you have troubled someone enough, they still won’t pay.

Just thinking about it made Lei Twelve's head explode. Damn it, this doctor definitely didn't want to ask the housekeeper for money, so he came to cheat him on purpose.

At dawn, Lei Twelve gritted his teeth and returned to his old house in Beishan. The doctor also walked back slowly, intending to check the injuries of the guards.

Yan Zhenshen just stood there beside the kang, staring at Chu Xiao who could only sleep on his stomach.

The doctor said that he was afraid of causing a high fever, so he would touch his husband's forehead with the back of his hand from time to time to make sure that he didn't have a fever, only then would he feel a little more at ease.

Listening to his husband's breathing, Yan Zhenshen felt a wave of fear. The image of his husband rushing towards him kept circling in his mind.

He couldn't help but hate his own incompetence. If he was more capable, he wouldn't need his husband to risk his life to save him.

If the golden hook nose sword was a little higher, it would hit the neck instead of the shoulder. Even if my husband was very capable, that kind of fatal injury...

Thinking of this, Yan Zhenshen felt relieved again, but after being relieved, he couldn't help but blame himself.

I kept thinking like this over and over again, and when the sky got bright, I was so angry that two blisters appeared at the corners of my mouth.

Chu Xiao woke up in a daze, and was really shocked to see Yan Zhenshen's appearance: "Brother Shen, are you staying up late?"

Those eyes are so red that they can compare with those of a rabbit, and the rabbit would feel ashamed.

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