What to do if you think the devil is cute

Liu Kuang's fever was really serious, and he was a little unconscious, but he didn't know where the strength came from. He lay on the bed, grabbed Guisha's hand and put it to his mouth.Kissing and biting, Fang Zhijun beside him blushed.

Guisha withdrew his hand from Liu Kuang's mouth, and there were clearly visible teeth marks and some glistening saliva on his slender and fair hand.

Guisha wiped his hands on Liu Kuang's clothes expressionlessly, but if you look carefully, you can vaguely find that the roots of his ears seem to be faintly red.

"Let me go see your wife."

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The county magistrate's little lady's illness is really weird, her internal organs are in a state of decline, and it seems that time is running out.This type of illness usually has lasted for several years, but according to Fang Zhijun, she has only been ill for two months.

Fang Zhijun looked at the prescription for a while.The prescriptions are all common medicinal materials, only a few are relatively rare, but they should be sold in the town.

He was a little excited and said: "Young master, can this cure my wife's illness?"

Gui Sha casually glanced at the woman on the bed, she was talking to the child, with a smile on her face, as if she wasn't excited at all.

Gui Sha withdrew his gaze and said, "Impossible."

Fang Zhijun's expression froze: "...then this is?"

"For fever."

It was only then that Fang Zhijun remembered that there was another person on the small bed next to him who had been burned to the point of unconsciousness.

"...Then, my wife's illness..."

Gui Sha said: "If your wife needs medicine to supplement her medicine, she needs some rare medicinal materials. I don't think there are any here. I will find someone to bring them over in a few days."

After hearing this, Fang Zhijun thanked him hurriedly, and hurried out with the prescription.

After Fang Zhijun came out, the woman on the bed sighed and said softly:

"My lord, don't bother, no one can cure my illness."

Gui Sha frowned, he had never been questioned like this before, he said coldly: "Why are you so sure?"

The woman on the bed glanced at him, blinked, then lowered her head again, wrapping the child's little hand in her hands.

"If the son doesn't believe it, the little girl can't help it." Then Fang Jia said: "Xiao Jia, bring mother's embroidery shed."

"Okay." Fang Jia obediently responded, and ran out of the room.

The woman looked at Fang Jiali's running figure with gentle eyes.

Gui Sha also took a look, then lowered his head and took a sip of tea, his voice was very flat:

"You should stop taking pains to raise him, Fang Jia, it's not your child."

The expression of the woman on the bed froze, but soon she smiled softly, with a little bit of thorn in her words: "Young master, why do you say that?"

Guisha said slowly, "If you don't admit it, then I have nothing to do."

The woman froze for a moment, and then remembered that this sentence was familiar and cruel, wasn't it exactly what he said to the evil doctor just now?It seems that this wicked doctor said "he is not your child" just to satirize her.Thinking of this, the woman's eyes flickered for a moment, as if she breathed a sigh of relief, and soon said with a smile: "Hehe...it's the little girl's fault, you shouldn't question the master's medical skills."

Gui Sha chuckled, and was about to say something, when Fang Jia came in bouncing in with a ball of embroidery in his hand, so he didn't speak again.

The woman on the bed also bowed her head to embroider without saying a word, with a very gentle and habitual smile on her lips.

"Mother, your hands are bleeding!" Fang Jia exclaimed.

The woman was startled, only then did she realize that the thin silver needle accidentally pricked her hand.

The blood flowed down and landed on the flower on the embroidery shed. The flower happened to be bright red, and the blood dripped on it, and it merged with the red flower, and there was no stain at all. It was gorgeous and weird.

I don't know if it's because there is still a gap between the ghostly medicine and the medicine of ordinary doctors, or because Liu Kuang's physical fitness is good, and after drinking a pack of medicine, Liu Kuang's complexion will improve a little.

That Fang Zhijun was buying medicine, decocting medicine, and pouring medicine. After finishing it, his face was sweating profusely and he was out of breath.

The woman on the bed was a little dissatisfied, and glanced at the very selfless Guisha sitting on the chair and playing with a strange glowing little black lump.Xiang Fang Zhijun said: "Master, that monk is sick, what are you doing so busy?"

Fang Zhijun interrupted her in a panic: "What are you talking about! The young master is here to treat your illness, is it possible that you can let the young master do this kind of thing himself?" Then he ran to Guisha and said: "Young master! , what else do I need to do?"

Guisha was so focused on playing Snake on his phone that he ignored him at all.

Fang Zhijun didn't urge him, but just waited quietly.

Soon, Gui Sha's greedy snake hit the wall.Gui Sha sighed faintly, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, Fang Zhijun caught it with both hands.

Guisha said: "Boil the powder in this small porcelain bottle with some water, watch it carefully, boil it into a ointment, and then apply it on your wife's ten fingers."

When Fang Zhijun heard that it was for his wife, his eyes lit up immediately, he hurriedly responded twice, and went out holding the small porcelain bottle like a treasure.

After the pasty ointment was ready, Fang Zhijun held the medicine bowl.Sit by the bed and apply medicine to the lady.

"My lady, why is your finger broken?"

"It's okay, it's just that I accidentally tied it when I was embroidering."

"My lady, why are you so careless." Fang Zhijun said distressedly, "Don't embroider anymore, okay? Didn't you dislike embroidery the most?"

The woman laughed: "Yes, I don't like embroidery, but as long as I think that this embroidery will be hung on your husband in the future, I will feel very happy. It seems that this embroidery can accompany me when I am gone. Similar to..."

"My lady—" Fang Zhijun held her hand.

A very cold voice interrupted them: "Where are there so many nonsense, quickly apply the medicine paste while it's hot!"

Guisha looked coldly at the words "Game Over" on the phone, and said angrily in his heart, "It's so greasy, what does it look like?"

He glanced coldly at Liu Kuang, who was sleeping soundly next to him, and suddenly wanted to kick him up.

Oh, you still say you like me?He even brazenly said that it was Bai Qingyan who liked Bai Qingyang so much!If someone wanted to kill Bai Qingyang, Bai Qingyan would definitely wish to chop off eight generations of his ancestors with a sword! !Didn't I just kill someone, and you're so afraid of being like that... Except that you like kissing each other, you're not like Bai Qingyan at all!

After a while, Fang Zhijun said cautiously, "My lord, the ointment is ready..."

Guisha put down his phone, walked over coldly with an acupuncture bag.

Guisha sat on the square chair, pressed down on the woman's right index finger, and inserted a needle directly into it.

The woman let out a soft cry, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Fang Zhijun immediately asked nervously: "My lady, my lady...does it hurt too much..."

Before he could finish his question, Gui Sha cast a cold glance at him.Immediately, he pursed his mouth and didn't dare to speak anymore, only his eyes were full of worry.

Guisha finished piercing all five fingers of the woman's right hand with needles, only to realize that Fang Zhijun was very careful and wrote some words on the palm of his wife's left hand with his fingers, and both of them had smiles on their faces.

Guisha's face was gloomy: "...hand."

Fang Zhijun let go of his hand in a hurry, Guisha quickly finished the needle with a dark face, and walked away.

For some reason, he always felt that he had been severely abused in his heart.

After a while, Gui Sha, who lowered his head and continued to play snake eating, heard a blow.

Looking back, Fang Zhijun was blowing gently on his wife's fingers with his head down.The woman's cheeks were reddish, her eyes sparkling.

"...Don't blow it." Gui Sha said.

Fang Zhijun stopped immediately, and asked nervously: "Understood, are you afraid of being infected by the wind?"

Guisha didn't raise his head, and his voice was cold: "No, I think it's noisy."

The woman on the bed was completely unwilling, and said with a sneer: "What's the matter, why are you arguing? When you kissed that monk just now, my child was still there. Didn't we say nothing? Mr. Xianggong, ignore him! Keep bragging to me, if you don’t bragging, it will hurt me!”

Fang Zhijun was in a dilemma, with a confused look on his face.

"Kiss with that monk..." The woman's harsh voice still echoed in her mind.

Guisha suddenly felt his face turn red.He coughed twice, lowered his head to play with his phone, and never spoke again.

After the greedy snake hit the wall dozens of times, Guisha went over to collect the needle, and asked Fang Zhijun coldly, "Okay. Is there a guest room?"

Fang Zhijun was surprised to find that his wife's face seemed to be a little ruddy again.He thanked Guisha gratefully, carried Liu Kuang on his back, and led Guisha to the guest room.

It was getting dark, Gui Sha lit a candle first, and then put the silver mask on the table.

Unknowingly, he walked to Liu Kuang's bed.Liu Kuang was still asleep, and his forehead didn't burn much.He stretched out two slender fingers, and twisted Liu Kuang's face hard, hard.

Guisha felt that he had used a lot of strength, but Liu Kuang's face was only a little red.

——Are you really thick-skinned?Guisha thought silently.

Liu Kuang opened his eyes sleepily. He probably was still delirious, and his eyes were a little blurred. When he saw Guisha's face, he smiled idiotically and asked, "Yushi...what's wrong?"

Guisha didn't know why, but slowly stretched out his index finger in front of him, and said calmly, "When I was picking up the needle just now, the needle stuck in my hand."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly regretted and was about to withdraw his fingers.

Liu Kuang blinked slowly, still looking dazed, he reached out and grabbed Guisha's finger, put it in his mouth, and sucked it lightly.

Liu Kuang's eyes were all dumbfounded and smiling, under the light of the candlelight, his eyes seemed to have starlight, and he murmured inarticulately: "This will heal faster... good... it doesn't hurt anymore... "

The ghost pulled out his finger fiercely, and tapped on Liu Kuang's sleeping hole.

His whole face was flushed red.