Sure enough, the old man looked at Nangong Qi with round eyes, his face turned red with anger, and said angrily: "Okay, your wings are stiff, right? You can't hear what I said. Well, Nangong Qi, you are really good."
!If I can’t even control you, I’ll have no place to show my face!”
Nangong Jun wailed in his heart, it was really about to start.
Nangong Qi is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. Anyway, the old man only has a few tricks. He can count them with his eyes closed over the years. Anyway, he will not go back until Feng Yao is fine.
In order to prevent the war from spreading to him, Nangong Jun never said a word. Anyway, the old man would not really do anything to Nangong Qi.
"Nangong Qi, wait for me!" The old man said this angrily, threw Nangong Jun away and left. It looked like he was really angry.
Nangong Jun waited for the old man to leave and complained: "Why didn't you say hello when you came back? See how angry you made grandpa?"
Nangong Qi rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "If I say hello to him, can I still come back? He will definitely let this smelly old man lock me up! Besides, if something happens to my cousin, I can't even practice martial arts.
If you don’t feel at ease, you might as well come back.”
Nangong Qi left the inner room and went to the outer room to pour himself a glass of water. He drank it in one gulp. It seemed that his thirst was not quenched. He drank two more glasses before putting down the glass and sitting down.
Nangong Jun glanced at the two people on the bed. Feng Yao's expression was still the same. If it weren't for his weak breathing, everyone would think it was a dead body.
"You help her move her hands and feet. Now her muscles and veins are severed and her qi and blood are blocked. If she doesn't move for a long time, I'm afraid she won't be as flexible as before after the meridians are connected." Nangong Jun said softly.
Yu Liu didn't raise his head, just whispered "Hmm" and no longer had the tendency to speak.
Nangong Jun sighed in his heart, went out of the inner room, pulled Nangong Qi up, and said: "Let's go, I see you are so tired, go and wash up first, take a rest, the old man has designated to torment you, you must be mentally prepared."
Nangong Qi glanced into the inner room again, and was reluctantly pulled away by Nangong Jun, muttering bitterly: "You disrespectful old man..."
"Let grandpa and dad hear that you are going to kneel in the ancestral hall again..."
The voices of the two gradually faded away.
Yu Liu fed Feng Yao a glass of water, then laid Feng Yao flat on the bed, and then began to help Feng Yao move his hands and feet. Although he was silent, his eyes slowly softened.
After about a moment, Yu Liu slowly stood up, walked to the side and poured himself a glass of water, and said quietly: "How long are you going to stand there?"
No one answered the door, but there were slight footsteps. After a moment, a thin man in white and brocade robes appeared at the door. He had a tired look on his face, and his red lips were tightly pursed into a line. He looked at Yu Liu with a slight frown.
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Yu Liu sat still, drinking water slowly, as if he didn't even see the person at the door.
The man was Zhang Ling. After he saw Feng Yao yesterday, he had been worried and uneasy. He didn't sleep the whole night. I don't know how much courage it took to come to Wutong Garden today. He just walked to the door and didn't dare to go in. He stood there.
After a long time, if Yu Liu didn't speak, he might not come in today.
Looking inside, he could vaguely see the sleeping figure in his clothes. Zhang Ling moved his mouth and asked softly: "How is she doing today?"
Yu Liu put down the water glass, walked inside again, sat on the edge of the bed, held Feng Yao's arm and started to move, saying in a calm voice: "Same as yesterday."