108 Ways to Heal a Loyal Dog

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Su Jingyan covered his face and sat at the table, full of anger and bewilderment.

Why is he so angry?Why didn't you take the gold medal?

He certainly doesn't lack that little money, but accepting the gold medal represents the silver and the goods, wouldn't it be more in line with his expectations?

Su Jingyan seldom gets angry for unknown reasons. Since he was a teenager, he has learned to control his emotions calmly, and then analyze objectively and rationally to find out the root causes of his adverse reactions, so that when he encounters it again next time, he will not be angry. Lu completely takes control of herself.

But now, the suffocating, chaotic, storm-like emotions violently washed over what he thought to be a solid line of defense a moment ago, so that he had to grab the corner of the table in order to restrain the rush of things in his heart. impulse.

Obviously in front of the man before, he just felt a little offended. Although he was also keenly aware of an unknown fire lurking in his heart, he never expected that the little sparks that he thought could be destroyed at any time, in his consciousness After hearing the sound of tidying things up in the next room, it grew crazily at a speed that surprised him.

His fingers gradually sank into the table, and the sounds in his ears became louder and louder. Su Jingyan restrained himself from ignoring them, but it was of no avail. He bit his lips, suppressing the storm in his heart, and at the same time, he instinctively distinguished the sounds one by one:

Pack up the medicine bottles, make a small bag... a few pieces of clothing are stacked on top of each other... organize the books, open and close them one by one, insert them back into the bookshelf... scrub the tabletop, rearrange the tabletop objects...

After that, there was an hour of silence.

The finger digging deep into the table slowly lifted, Su Jingyan looked at his red and swollen fingers in the dark night, and sighed in frustration.

——Because no one is with you for too long, so even if it is just a pet that is not even considered a pet, will you feel reluctant to part with it in such a short time?

——Fortunately, before that, his reason had already made the right choice for him.

……

The closed door was opened, and the morning wind swept in, blowing away the dull and restless night in the bedroom.

Su Jingyan took a deep breath, and his mind, which had only been asleep for more than an hour, woke up a lot when exposed to the cold air.He squinted at the sun hidden in the mountains and forests, yawned, turned around to wash up, and started a brand new day.

In the kitchen, the hot water has already been boiled, and the breakfast is in the pot, exuding a craving aroma.

After Su Jingyan took care of himself, he sat in front of the stone table, waiting habitually while recalling some of the medical theories he saw when he was reviewing the sword doctor's manuscript two days ago.

My stomach growled a few times.Su Jingyan recovered from his thoughts, frowning because the other person hadn't arrived for a long time, but he was stunned by the bed sheet hanging on the rope not far away, facing the rising sun and blowing in the wind.

...The patient number I picked up has already left...

He confirmed this fact belatedly, and lowered his head to look at the breakfast on the table in a daze. He scooped up an extra bowl just now, and sure enough...

The power of habit is truly terrifying.

He smiled slightly, shook his head feeling sorry, and picked up the chopsticks.

After finishing his meal indifferently, Su Jingyan washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen.It's been less than a month since he regained his status as a young master, but the things he's used to doing are a little strange.

In the evening, Su Jingyan put away the sheets to dry, and then opened the door of the study for the first time today.

In the not-so-large space, the books and items were packed in an orderly manner. In the innermost resting place, even the vase on the small table was the same as usual, with a few freshly picked wild flowers in the bamboo forest.

Everything is the same as before.

Su Jingyan spread the sheets on the soft couch, took out a book, took off his shoes and sat on it, moved the cushions, changed to his usual posture, and started today's reading with a little peripheral light outside the window.

But after reading two pages, Su Jingyan got up impatiently, opened the mattress under him, and groped for something that made him uncomfortable on the wooden board.

His fingers quickly touched the hard and cold outline of the culprit.

Su Jingyan squeezed it out, held it up in front of him, and was completely stunned.

——That was the gold medal that the man took out last night.

The image of the man handing him the gold medal could not help appearing in his mind.Unconcealable uneasiness and apprehension, the sweat on the palms, the head turned away uncomfortably, the trembling eyelashes...

His slender fingers slowly stroked the numbers on the gold medal, and then he clenched his fingers together and held it in the palm of his hand.

Su Jingyan suddenly realized that he raised the corner of his mouth.

After several consecutive rains, the time entered late autumn, and the people in the village changed into thick clothes. Su Jingyan also bought some new clothes for himself, and began to intentionally hoard supplies for the winter.

He frequently went to the mountains to hunt and store meat, and because he didn't want other people to know the location of Zhuju, he could only go back and forth up and down the mountains to the city to buy food. Contrary to the excessive physical exertion in the past, he has been in a state of constant exhaustion lately. Touch the pillow and fall asleep.

On this day, he was passing by a small road by the side of the village with a newly purchased cotton coat on his back, and was suddenly stopped enthusiastically by a passing bearded man.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, just as Su Jingyan was slandering how this spitting man could teach a soft and cute daughter like Xiaohua, the other party suddenly took a peek around, lowered his voice, and approached him with obvious fear in his tone. Whispered in front of him:

"Mr. Su, it's not peaceful here these days. You'd better go back early these two days and be careful."

Su Jingyan raised his eyebrows. The sword doctor has lived here for almost two years. In this small village with less than 300 people, the biggest incident on weekdays is which family's land is ruined by wild boars on the mountain. A fight in the mud, this kind of parent who is not even a conflict at all, is not peaceful, is it?

That word seems a little too much.

Xu Shi was aware of Su Jingyan's question, and the butcher leaned forward a little more, nervously said: "... Aunt Lin and San Gouzi heard it all night, they were on the roof, they were beating fiercely! Mr. Su, are you sure?" I know, they got that red puddle on the ground last night, and the kids didn't do it when they saw it... Brother, I've killed so many pigs, and I know what it is when I smell it..."

When Su Jingyan heard this, his expression became serious.Afterwards, at his request, the butcher couldn't wait, and told Su Jingyan everything he knew about it like pouring beans.

It turned out that from about two or three days ago, people began to hear the sound of people fighting outside the house intermittently at night, and the frequency of the fighting was getting higher and higher.At the beginning, only one family went to the hut in the middle of the night and heard some faint voices. By last night, the whole village could not sleep all night, and every family closed their doors and windows and dared not go out.Although they live in a remote place and have simple temperaments, they are not the kind of people who are still confused about matters related to their lives on the roof of their own houses.

It's just that their ancestors lived here, and it's several hours away from the nearest town, so it's more practical to close the gate as soon as it gets dark, rather than expecting those high-ranking officials to come over after reporting.

The butcher left with a disturbed expression, while Su Jingyan returned to Zhuju with a pensive expression.

This village is backed by a mountain, and the villagers have been farming for generations. The products are single and barren. There is only one road to connect with the outside world. It is thousands of miles away from the rivers, lakes and courts. , but Su Jingyan, the sword doctor, is the most likely.

What's more, not long ago, he rescued a patient who seemed to be deeply involved in this kind of thing.

Su Jingyan frowned, put the cotton-padded clothes into the suitcase, and when he was about to close the lid, a black night clothes came into his sight.

He looked at it deeply, and finally, despite the constant voice in the back of his brain calling him to stop his self-inflicted trouble, he still took out the black clothes that he had put aside for an unknown amount of time.

Under the afterglow, Su Jingyan tied up his hair, put on black boots, and prepared his weapon expressionlessly, then sat at the desk in the study, watching the darkness swallow the remaining light bit by bit.

The waiting became very long and extremely torturous. When the last ray of light fell into the darkness, Su Jingyan, who had almost exhausted his patience, suddenly got up, and when he was about to start running, he glanced at the corner of the table very quickly.

There, the golden light flashed past, and then disappeared into the darkness of nothingness.

……

In the middle of the night, the originally quiet forest was suddenly filled with birds, and the sound of flapping wings was deafening.

A man's body fell heavily on a row of thin bamboos, and the splashed blood splashed thick dead leaves along with the severed limbs.The aggressive □followed closely, scratched the dense branches and leaves of the jungle, and penetrated deeply into the still warm body under the cloth.

Rudely turning over the corpse, the man hidden in the darkness snatched the long knife in his other intact arm, leaped up swiftly, avoiding the wind of the knife that came from behind him.

The cold light shone in the forest, and the falling bamboo leaves swirled and danced with the blade, all violently sweeping towards the man.

The knife he swung was fast and sharp, the knife he greeted was fierce and fierce, and the strong wind whined. In just a few breaths, the two of them had completed dozens of moves.

With a clang, the horizontal knife was placed on the top of the head, the blade hummed and trembled, and the two pairs of equally cold long eyes merged with a strong killing intent in the cold light.

At this moment, a long sword stabbed out from the side suddenly, the man quickly leaned back and straightened his waist forward, narrowly avoiding the sharp edge that grazed his throat.

Sensing that the other side's backup has followed one after another, the man was not good in the dark, and before he stood up straight, the sword in front of him was approaching again. The tacit understanding was perfect, and the sharpness of the move forced the man to retreat again and again.

With a surge of breath in his heart, the man who was eager to get out of the current situation dodged to avoid the edge of the sword, and immediately gave a low drink, turned around and moved the knife, and slashed fiercely, cutting straight from the head to the abdomen, chopping the attacker behind him to the ground .

With a bang, the sword edge from behind stabbed into the back of the shoulder, and the man stepped back, the sword edge sank deeper, but he didn't care, turned his wrist back, and took advantage of the time when the other person retracted the knife, he came out with the knife.

The blood from the head splashed on his face, startling the swordsman, just as he got out of the sword, Han Jue's domineering saber force had already slashed towards his lower body.

In just one cup of tea, there were already three dead bodies in this woodland.Panting heavily, the man used his internal force to break off the remaining sword blade, and hastily tapped the big hole on his shoulder, not daring to stop at all, and went deeper into the forest without stopping.

The night was getting deeper, and a hundred steps away, the man met the pursuer again. After a fierce fight, the blood merged into a pool of blood.The person who was hit by a sword on his leg tore off his clothes and tore them into small strips, wrapped them around the wound, and then stumbled forward.

In the vast and deep mountains, the direction in which the man was fleeing was indescribably strange.Su Jingyan, who had been lingering not far away, hiding his aura, couldn't stop the anger in his heart, and finally when the man had strangled the fourth wave of enemies and knelt down on the ground exhausted, he jumped down from the tree. appeared in front of him.

In an instant, the man who was panting like an ox a moment ago turned into a ferocious beast by the way, piercing his breath through the knife, bursting out the shadows of the knife all over the sky, sweeping towards him.

Suddenly, Su Jingyan was startled, his body swayed, and he jumped up a pole of green bamboo to the side, avoiding the sharp knife, and then, like an autumn leaf, landed lightly in front of the man.

He took off the cloth scarf on his face, and the unprepared man was shocked, and his astonished eyes even went blank and stiff for a moment.

"...Mr. Su...? You, you...Why are you here?"

The man's voice trembled slightly, and the voice that came out was full of horror beyond cognition.

Su Jingyan took two steps forward, raised his hand and quickly tapped the big acupoints all over his body. Under the man's staring gaze, he said coldly and displeased: "You are so noisy, how can I sleep?"

The author has something to say:

Well, this story is finally almost over, crying QAQ, I want to catch up with the big army orz