Poison Girl Series Fragrant Snow GL

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"Scumbag." Ren Zhen moved her lips and said this sentence. She was so angry that her face was pale, and she was so weak that she could hardly speak. These words were inaudible.

"Don't be angry again. Let me tell you in detail what I think."

"Please tell me." Ren Zhen leaned back against the bed curtain and nodded.

He Zhibang told her about joining forces with Ren Zhen and starting bloodletting for Xiang Piaoxue to recover her martial arts.After listening to Ren Zhen, he nodded, and the sadness between his brows turned into a relaxed joy, "It's that simple? My blood is enough? Then what are you waiting for, bring the knife."

"Oh, calm down." He Zhibang was frightened mad by the lovers, he shook his hands in mid-air, looking crazy, "Don't you know that losing one-third of your blood After that, what will people become?"

"I don't know." Ren Zhen answered him honestly, her eyes were clear and calm, "But as long as it can restore her martial arts, bleeding some blood is nothing, it's a trivial matter."

He Zhibang slapped his forehead, remembering that Ren Zhen didn't know anything about pharmacology, and he didn't know how to explain it.Pressing his temper, "This is not a trivial matter," he shook his hands in denial, "It can range from coma to severe, and the heart will suddenly arrest and die due to lack of blood and oxygen."

Ren Zhen frowned, with disdain on his face, and said commandingly, "I won't. You go get the knife."

He Zhibang was so frightened by Ren Zhen that his spine shuddered, "Ren Zhen, everyone is the same." He sighed, "It has nothing to do with martial arts foundation, strength, gender, etc. It's all the same. Ren Zhen, I'm not joking with you, you are in poor physical condition at the moment, but bloodletting is imminent, so I am very conflicted."

"Bring the knife!" Ren Zhen had said it for the third time, and she now felt that Xiang Piaoxue's statement that He Zhibang was a mother-in-law in Minghaishenzhuang was absolutely true.She simply said, "I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

He Zhibang's face turned pale, he hesitated for a while, and then opened his mouth to say something, but after a long while, he didn't say anything.In the end, it seemed that she had made a lot of determination, "After everything is successful, let Piaoxue take you to live in seclusion. I will help Piaoxue take care of a few important things in the teaching, and then leave. You don't want to set foot in the rivers and lakes anymore. "

"Brother He's kindness, Ren Zhen will never forget it." Ren Zhen looked at him gratefully.

He Zhibang felt a little restless in his own eyes. He lowered his voice and reminded him worriedly, "Ren Zhen, if you can't hold on halfway, we will stop. Piaoxue's martial arts can be recovered as much as possible. Keep the green mountains Now, I’m not afraid of running out of firewood, you know?”

Ren Zhen nodded, "Understood. As long as she doesn't give up, I won't give up either."

This time, the old-fashioned He Zhibang finally took out a piece of bamboo tube. He glanced at Ren Zhen and explained, "I'll help you, and there will be no wounds or scars. One tube a day is also good for observing your condition." If we can't bear the illness, we will stop."

"It's work."

However, for such a thing, even if Ren Zhenqiang perseveres with energy, he wholeheartedly waits for the moment when the suffering is about to usher in the light.But I didn't want to, on the fourth day, Changjingtai ushered in a thousand cavalry regiments, and they surrounded Changjingtai in a majestic manner.

After Ren Zhen heard the news, he hung up a cloak and got out of bed, and went to find Yan Hongyu. "What are you doing to surround Changjing Terrace?"

"I just want to protect the place where you are, isn't my approach wrong?"

Ren Zhenxin had something in his mind, and for a while he didn't know how to answer.Yan Hongyu stared at her pale complexion, and said strangely: "Strange, 'Phoenix Blood Return' has already worked according to reason, why is your complexion still so bad?"

"Of course I'm angry with you." Ren Zhen simply turned his head away.

"What's wrong with me?" Yan Hongyu stepped forward, clasping Ren Zhen's hand with both hands, "Hands are so cold, why don't you wear more?"

Ren Zhen ignored her question and asked, "Changjing Terrace is the master's site, a quiet place to practice, how did you bring so many people here?"

"They will stay outside very quietly." Yan Hongyu refused to give way.

Ren Zhen shook her hand away, shook her head, and didn't want to explain any more, so she turned and left.Unexpectedly, before he took two steps, his waist tightened, and Yan Hongyu hugged him from his back. That soft body was pressed against his own cold body, and he couldn't warm himself up no matter what. "You let me go."

"Ah Zhen...why are you still so indifferent?"

"I'm not feeling well, let me go."

Yan Hongyu pursed her mouth, her face full of reluctance.Gradually, she let go of Ren Zhen, holding her breath, "Then I'll help you go back to rest?"

Of course Ren Zhen wanted to refuse, but it's only been a few days now, as long as Piaoxue's martial arts recovers, she will definitely be able to take herself away.That's right, endure it a little longer, Ren Zhen rarely gave Yan Hongyu a good face, she smiled lightly, but actually smiled very quickly, and her face has returned to calm. "Thank you."

Yan Hongyu stared blankly at that look, her little face blushed, and she almost sang happily.She leaned her head on Ren Zhen's shoulder, and walked to the wing with her.

After nightfall, He Zhibang opened Ren Zhen's cuff, took out the needle and bamboo tube, suddenly his expression stopped and he frowned.

Seeing his expression, Ren Zhen was also very puzzled, "What's wrong? Please continue."

"When did this bruise on your hand come out?" He Zhibang said while turning over Ren Zhen's arm, his eyes sharpened, and he found that there was also a large bruise on the elbow joint of Ren Zhen's left arm.

Ren Zhen narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, "Yesterday? Today?"

"Where's the right hand?" He Zhibang grabbed Ren Zhen's right hand, and opened the cuff to see that there were all kinds of bruises, as if Ren Zhen had been beaten violently.He Zhibang looked into Ren Zhen's eyes and said seriously, "Ren Zhen, you can't continue, your body has already given warning, and such bruises are a sign of insufficient blood supply."

"There are three days left, let's be green for a while." Ren Zhen still wanted to insist.

"You think it's as simple as a few bruises on your arm, right?" He Zhibang was a little anxious, Ren Zhen was a medical illiterate, so it was really troublesome to explain.He patted his hand and calmed down, "The outside and inside of your body are the same. At this moment, even your internal organs are in the same state. You can't continue anymore. Piaoxue's martial arts has recovered [-]% Left and right, there is no problem in walking the rivers and lakes."

After He Zhibang finished speaking, he immediately stood up and packed up the medical tools.Ren Zhen grabbed his hand, "'Phoenix Blood Return' is rare in a thousand years, we can't give up halfway, we have to do it in one go."

"Ren Zhen, haste makes waste!"

"No, it's impossible to give up. Don't worry about me, just bleed my blood." Ren Zhen raised his eyes, and those eyes were full of calmness, composure, and irresistible firmness.

Although He Zhibang was shocked by that look, he still shook his head.He turned around and left. Seeing that he was going to leave, Ren Zhen immediately rolled over from the bed, folded his knees, and knelt on the ground with a bang, "Brother He, I beg you."

Section 2 Blood is full of fragrance ([-])

He Zhibang gritted his teeth, "You don't want to die, if you die, what's the use of her martial arts recovery? Isn't she all for you, you know it all."

"Believe me, I'm not that fragile!" Ren Zhen bowed down to He Zhibang, almost prostrate on the floor, with an extremely sincere appearance.

"You don't know medicine, if I tell Piaoxue that you have congested blood, she will definitely stop me."

"Don't tell her!" Ren Zhen said loudly and firmly, with a righteousness that cannot be ignored in her words, she said loudly, "Brother He, didn't you want me to tell you how to treat women? You say that you should bear the burden on your own shoulders, so don’t talk to women. Keeping your mouth shut is the first. They are blooming flower buds, and they cannot withstand too many storms. They are born bright and need care So, if you want to choose to love a woman, you must have a pair of shoulders that can take responsibility."

"Ren Zhen... It's a good thing to take responsibility, but it's irrational for you to play with your life."

"Brother He, I want to ask you." Ren Zhen paused, "How many times have you cried before and after the snowfall these days?"

"I don't know," He Zhibang thought for a moment, "at least a dozen times, she likes to cry, what's wrong?"

Ren Zhen pursed his lips, "I'm incompetent."

"What are you blaming yourself for?"

"It is my incompetence to make the woman I love cry helplessly."

"Oh," He Zhibang explained bitterly, "You are also a woman, don't you cry sometimes?"

"No, have you ever seen me cry?" Ren Zhen looked at He Zhibang calmly, as if the person kneeling on the ground was not himself.

He Zhibang recalled slightly, and suddenly raised his eyebrows. In his impression, Ren Zhen seemed to have never shed a tear.Whenever Xiang Piaoxue was not crying, Ren Zhen always stood aside and comforted her.He was dumb for a moment, "This..."

"I won't shed tears even if I bleed. If I cry, who will she rely on?" Ren Zhen continued, "Okay, Brother He, I know my own body, and I can bear it again."

He Zhibang gritted his teeth and hesitated.

"Don't hesitate anymore. Depriving her of her martial arts would make her more sad than killing her. If it weren't for the fact that I was still alive, with Piaoxue's proud temper, I'm afraid she would have committed suicide long ago." Ren Zhen pleaded.

He Zhibang opened his mouth, but didn't say anything for a while.

"what happened?"

He Zhibang sat back on the stool, "Oh