◎He wished he was dead◎
The misunderstanding was resolved, and the three of them stood at the door for a while, looking at each other. The door opened again, and the young man in white was dressed neatly, sitting upright in a wheelchair, with a pair of dark eyes open, looking at the three of them expressionlessly.
Ah Qi: "Ahahaha, sir, I got all the medicine back, nothing is missing! I'll leave it at the door. I'll go to the city to collect information and see if there are any difficult and complicated diseases that I need you to solve!"
Lin Qingyan: "Brother He and I are going to do the bounty mission! Pei Ji, you are busy!"
The two guilty thieves took He Ziqing, the only one who was not in good condition, and ran away faster than a rabbit.
In this small team, although Pei Ji seems to be the easiest to talk to and never gets angry, for some reason everyone is subconsciously afraid of him.
Normally, when decisions need to be made, Pei Ji is the one who makes them.
Even though He Ziqing is a few years older than him, Pei Ji still looks more mature and stable in comparison, which often makes people ignore his age.
Pei Ji carried a few packets of medicine back to the house, placed them on the table, and slowly poured himself a cup of tea.
"Pei Ji, how long will this injection take?"
Not far away, I heard a girl's unhappy voice. When I looked in the direction of the voice, I saw the girl lying straight on the bed, with her limbs spread out, her two bare arms exposed, and dozens of silver needles as thin as hair inserted into her snow-white skin.
For fear of dropping the silver needle, An Jiu dared not move, not even turn his head.
Because there were many silver needles on her forehead and head, she looked like a hedgehog.
In fact, it was not impossible to give her medicine, but the medicine was extremely precious and Pei Ji was not in a very good mood, so he used acupuncture.
Now seeing the girl's sad face, the depression in my heart has unconsciously dissipated a lot.
"Two quarters of an hour." Pei Ji said slowly.
In ancient times, a quarter of an hour was also fifteen minutes, and two quarters of an hour was half an hour.
An Jiu didn't sleep most of the night. When he finally fell asleep, he couldn't sleep well. So he didn't sleep for very long. Now that he lay on the bed, he felt sleepy again.
Afraid that she would lose control and fall asleep, she started chatting with Pei Ji.
"I heard that Brother He and Lin Qingyan went to receive the bounty order early in the morning. Is this how you all travel around the world?"
"Um."
"What does a bounty warrant usually require?"
"Catch the criminal."
"For example? Like the flower thief in Jiufang City?"
"And some notorious bandits or murderers."
"So you are doing good deeds by punishing evil and promoting good?"
Pei Ji, who was sitting at the table, opening the medicine bag and sorting the herbs bit by bit, paused and said, "I guess so."
An Jiu chatted with Pei Ji in a haphazard manner, but he felt it was boring as time went on. He didn't know what was wrong with this guy. He spoke very little today and seemed unhappy.
An Jiu had a vague feeling before, but he was not sure. Pei Ji always wore a mask-like face, and no one could tell what he was thinking.
He seemed to be preparing medicine. An Jiu smelled the slightly bitter scent of herbs floating in the air. There was a slight rustling sound in his ears, which was the sound of his fingers sorting the herbs and the herbs falling into the copper plate.
There was something wrong with Pei Ji today, An Jiu's intuition told her.
She lay on the bed and began to analyze what went wrong.
The favorability level finally reached 0, which means that Pei Ji's feelings towards her have finally reached the level of a stranger, with neither good nor bad feelings towards her.
However, An Jiu found that it was becoming increasingly difficult to increase favorability.
Before, in the carriage, she was quite talkative when they were together, and would occasionally flirt with him unintentionally, and she could rack up more than ten points in a few days.
At that time, he still had some bad feelings towards her. It was not difficult to eliminate the bad feelings. All she had to do was do something to satisfy or make him happy.
But if she wants Pei Ji to like her, she can't use this gentle method anymore, she needs something exciting.
An Jiu wrinkled his nose and suddenly asked, "Pei Ji, did you learn medical skills from your father? I heard Zhou Yuli call you Young Valley Master last time, you seem to be quite prestigious, huh?"
The young man in white paused what he was doing, but An Jiu didn't notice.
She continued to chatter: "Before I saw that you only knew medical skills, I thought you were not from the Jianghu, but I didn't expect you to be so famous! Since you are the young valley master, then your father is the valley master? What kind of valley master? Is your father very powerful? I think Zhou Yuli has to bow his head to greet you when he sees you!"
After saying a lot, she realized that no one seemed to be responding.
"Pei Ji? Pei Ji? Dr. Pei? Hey, cripple?! Not only are you lame, you're also deaf?"
Not getting a response, the eldest lady's tone became increasingly irritable.
She didn't dare turn her head, for fear that the silver needle would fall off or pierce deeper into the flesh if she moved.
The gurgling sound of wheels rolling came to my ears, and a white shadow gradually approached.
A handsome and elegant face came into view. A young man in white clothes and black hair pushed a wheelchair to the bedside. He looked at An Jiu with a gentle expression and a faint smile at the corners of his eyes.
"It seems like a few more shots are needed."
Pei Ji picked up a few silver needles quickly and dropped them down. Before An Jiu could react, the needles had pierced her neck.
A strange feeling spread from my neck, as if tiny bugs were crawling on my body, causing waves of tingling and itching.
An Jiu: "!!!"
"Woo! I won't say anything more. Pei Ji, please pull it out. I'm so itchy and uncomfortable..."
An Jiu was upset. Wasn't Pei Ji a nice guy who never got angry? Why did he collapse today?
She thought he would keep pretending, but she didn't expect his true colors to be exposed after just a few days. Does this also prove that what she said just now really hit his sore spot?
The itch that seemed to come from the bones was so torturous that Anjiu's eyes suddenly turned red and tears rolled down uncontrollably, sliding from the corners of her eyes to her temples, and even a small area of her pillow was wet.
Pei Ji sat beside her, looking at her with a smile.
The young lady couldn't bear this humiliation, and raised her hand to pull out all the silver needles herself, but was gently held down by a warm big hand.
"Don't touch it. If you pull out these needles incorrectly, you will die." Pei Ji's tone was gentle, as if an adult was gently warning a child not to touch dangerous things.
The girl cried until her nose was red. She looked at him with tearful eyes and said in fear, "I know I was wrong. Let me go, and I will never call you a cripple again."
The two looked at each other, the man's black eyes seemed to be filled with a smile, but his eyes were calm and peaceful.
He looked at her quietly for a long time, and seeing that the fear in the girl's eyes was getting stronger, he thought that if he continued, she would probably be scared away. So he slowly reached out and pulled out the silver needles from the girl's body one by one.
While removing the needle, he also slowly answered the girl's question: "My medical skills are naturally inherited from my father. My father is a well-known medicine king in the world. His medical skills are superb. It is said that he can revive the dead."
The girl opened her rabbit-like red eyes and asked with a sob, "Living dead flesh and bones? Is that true?"
The girl, who had just been taught a lesson, seemed to have forgotten the pain she had just felt and her attention was instantly shifted to Pei Ji's words.
He was so forgetful that Pei Ji couldn't help but look sideways.
Seeing that he was silent, the girl hurriedly urged him: "You haven't finished yet, hurry up!"
Pei Ji was silent for a moment before he found his voice again: "You...are not afraid?"
"What are you afraid of?" The girl blinked her tearful eyes, looking bewildered. After a while, she realized what he was saying. Her face suddenly changed, and she looked at him warily and said, "Didn't I promise not to call you a cripple? Don't bully me casually in the future!"
After that, he looked at Pei Ji with sparkling eyes and asked curiously: "Then what? Your father is so powerful, can he really revive the dead?"
Pei Ji: “…”
For some reason, the depression that had been lingering in my heart was inexplicably relieved a lot.
Pei Ji originally didn't intend to mention his father, but when the girl looked at him expectantly with tearful eyes, he opened his mouth unconsciously.
"I don't know. My father, he died when I was eight."
As soon as these words came out, a look of pity suddenly appeared in the girl's eyes, and she couldn't hide it at all.
Pei Ji's eyelids drooped slightly, the corners of his mouth still raised in a familiar arc, and he said lightly: "But I still remember that many people came to my father to seek medical treatment and medicine. They knelt outside the Medicine King Valley, and they knelt until their legs were eroded in order to get treatment from my father. People in the world called my father the Medicine King. Many people who were originally seriously ill and incurable came to the Medicine King Valley, and after my father's treatment, they basically survived."
"Wow!" The girl exclaimed, "Then your father is really amazing."
Pei Ji was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "There are many people seeking medical treatment from me nowadays."
That's true. Before in Jiufang City, people often went to Lin Mansion to ask to see Pei Ji. This time, they had just arrived in Pinglan City, and Huashan Sect came to see them immediately. It was obvious that Pei Ji's ability was not much worse than his father's.
However, the way he explained it to her really sounded like he was taking credit for it.
An Jiu looked at him in surprise. The young man in white seemed to suddenly realize that he had strayed from the topic. He turned his face slightly away, avoiding the girl's sight, and continued: "As for my medical skills... my father didn't teach me anything. He left too early. I learned everything by myself by reading Chinese medicine books."
After the silver needles were finally removed, An Jiu sat up from the bed and pinched his fingertips tentatively.
The sense of pain is still there, but it is much better than before, it is just slightly more sensitive than normal people.
"I'm fine now, Pei Ji, your medical skills are really good! You can learn so well without anyone teaching you, you are better than your father!"
An Jiu gave him a thumbs up.
Pei Ji's eyes fell on her strange gesture: "What does this mean?"
"It means to praise you for being awesome."
An Jiu put on his coat and prepared to leave.
Her clothes were torn and she had sweated a lot last night, so she really wanted to take a shower.
"I'm leaving. This time... I owe you one." The girl glanced at the young man in white, said this awkwardly, turned around and ran out of the room.
No attachment, just throw it away after use.
Other people in the martial arts world fought for him and got beaten to blood, but only An Jiu didn't take him seriously at all.
Even when he was being praised, he seemed to be not sincere.
Pei Ji looked at the wide-open door for a while before he stepped forward to close it. He originally wanted Wu Sheng to come and detoxify her at night, but now it seems that... it's better to leave her a lesson.
Last night, Pei Ji learned a piece of news from Wu Sheng.
His father Pei Zhou, who was rumored to have died many years ago, might still be alive.
Pei Ji didn't say that the reason Pei Zhou didn't teach him medicine was not because he left too early, but because he didn't want to teach.
Ever since he could remember, Pei Ji understood one thing: his father hated him.
Pei Zhou cares about the people of the world, but he hates his own son because his existence killed his mother and the person Pei Zhou loved deeply.
He is a scourge that his parents don't expect.
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