Chapter 268: Hei Niu: My boss can't starve to death!
In a daze, Qin Feng felt like he was home.
It is not the home in Xianyang Shanglinyuan, but the home two thousand years later, with computers, mobile phones, and air conditioners.
Just when he was so happy that he was about to take out "Pesticide" and have a good time.
Suddenly, from a distance, he vaguely saw someone waving to him.
Qin Feng squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and couldn't help but said in surprise:
"Brother Zheng! Ah Shu!"
In an instant, a feeling of dizziness was felt.
As soon as the Yao in his hand was riding on Marco Polo, it staggered and seemed to fall down.
Qin Feng used his last consciousness and couldn't help but curse:
"Don't block your account! I...I didn't hang up on purpose!"
.......
"Wake up! Wake up! The Marquis of Xianyang has woken up!"
"Ouch~ It hurts daddy to death~"
When the imperial physician Xia Wuji saw Qin Fengxing turning around, he was so excited that he almost cried.
It's not that he and Qin Feng have a good relationship. If possible, he would rather Qin Feng catch a fever and burn him to death.
When Jing Ke assassinated King Qin, he originally wanted to save him.
As a result, he got one step ahead and robbed me of all my wealth.
But there is really nothing we can do today. Ying Zheng's eyes are full of blood, and he holds the Tianwen Sword in his hand and puts it on his neck!
Who the hell dares to let Qin Feng die?
If he really had a fever and burned to death, I'm afraid everyone in the room would be buried with him!
There were not only five of Great Qin's top imperial doctors in the room, but also the furious Ying Zheng.
Including Heiniu, Tiezhu, Feng Quji, Hu Hai, Zhao Gao and others, they were all waiting quietly.
Some people are waiting for Qin Feng to wake up, while others are waiting for Qin Feng to belch quickly.
When he saw Qin Feng Youyou waking up, Ying Zheng, who was furious at the side, finally calmed down a little.
Who would have thought that Qin Feng had never gotten sick in seven years.
On Mount Tai, after being caught in a heavy rain while wearing single clothes, I suddenly fell ill with a high fever.
Moreover, the illness was extremely serious and he had been in coma for a day and two nights.
Qin Feng groaned and slowly woke up.
Dimly, he seemed to hear the sound of a fierce argument.
"Your Majesty, my eldest brother can eat it on weekdays.
Now I haven't eaten for a day and two nights, I'm afraid I will starve to death."
His accent sounds like Hei Niu. After all, his mouth is full of dirt, which is difficult for others to imitate.
Of course, it doesn't mean that he was born with such an accent.
But I learned it from Qin Feng accidentally, and then I couldn't change it.
Ying Zheng's face was ashen, and he looked like Qin Feng was showing signs of waking up again, but he was still weak and weak.
He finally gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.
Then, Qin Feng saw a black thing, took a sip of porridge, and then rushed towards him with his big lips pouted.
That blurry figure gradually turned into the shape of a black cow as it continued to get closer!
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
"Don't come over!!!"
Suddenly, Qin Feng was like a master, his whole body was filled with explosive power.
He didn't know where the strength came from, he opened his eyes suddenly, and with a shrill "fuck", he punched the black cow firmly on the ugly face!
"Oh my god!"
The black bull immediately screamed and flew backwards.
He spat the porridge in his mouth all over the floor, covered his black eyes, and sat on the ground in aggrieved manner.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Feng fell down suddenly, breathing heavily.
In an instant, he was sweating profusely.
Ying Zheng couldn't care less about this and rushed over with a sudden stride.
There were obviously many things I wanted to ask, but when the words of concern came to my lips, they turned into:
"Not dead?"
Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth but said nothing.
Although he didn't have much strength, he was more too lazy to pay attention to him.
[He is ruthless! He is ruthless! Your Majesty, the First Emperor, you have no heart!]
[I’m so feverish that you’re asking me if I’m dead?]
Xia Wuji almost peed. His Majesty the First Emperor, could you let go of the Tianwen Sword when you ran over?
They almost circled my neck and performed a circumcision!
In order to save his own life, Xia Wuji quickly pretended to feel Qin Feng's pulse, and then said in surprise:
"Great! Great!"
Qin Feng looked at his appearance and couldn't help complaining:
"What's going on? Did you feel your happy pulse?"
Xia Wuji's face froze and he said in embarrassment:
"Speaking of Xianyanghou, your pulse condition was very disordered before, and you looked like you were collapsing.
But now that I have settled down, it is simply a blessing from God!”
"No! Don't protect me!"
Qin Feng felt as if he had been squeezed dry, and his whole body was extremely weak.
Moreover, my head was even more hazy, and my thoughts were like a mess.
If the impact that Hei Niu had just given to him hadn't been too great, he probably wouldn't have been able to wake up.
But the sudden high fever refused to go away, almost burning him into a fool.
It's hard not to think of the memorial poem I wrote before.
Could it be that he really communicated with God?
The old man saw his memorial and deducted 1, and almost killed himself as a result.
Thinking of this, Qin Feng felt very helpless.
If you really received my letter, you can tuck Kong Sheng's leather swallows, but there is no need to tack me, right?
Qin Feng opened his eyes and said feebly:
"Where are you? Have you gone down the mountain?"
Ying Zheng shook his head and said:
"No, you are half dead, how dare you move?
It's always been on top of Mount Tai, but it's just changed to a place with leeward wind."
When Qin Feng heard this, he immediately became anxious and said quickly:
"Let's go, let's go down first."
[Oh my God! No offense intended, children’s words are unbridled, children’s words are unbridled. 】
【I'm still a baby, please don't mess with me.】
Ying Zheng was dumbfounded as he listened. Was there a time when this brat was scared?
When he was unconscious before, Ying Zheng had already asked Kong Sheng personally.
The sacrificial inscription he burned was not "God bless the Qin Dynasty and send down the rain" at all.
After all, it was really difficult for Qin Feng to write such serious things.
In comparison, he is more likely to write "God bless me to sleep in late every day"!
Ying Zheng looked at Qin Feng, whose face was still pale, and frowned:
"Can your body bear it?"
Qin Feng glanced at Zhao Gao weakly and said warmly:
"You have to carry it even if you can't bear it. I dreamed that my good fellow countryman told me that he had to carry me on his back."
Zhao Gao was stunned. Thank you so much!
From the top of the Jade Emperor to the foot of the mountain, one of us must die!
I am exhausted and you fall to death!
But Qin Feng thought about it, then shook his head and said sadly:
"Forget it. I'm afraid my fellow villagers will stab me in the back and throw me off the mountain. What should I do? Your Majesty, I'm so scared."
Zhao Gao: "??????"
(Confession "My warm baby is posted" little sister~ From the time I posted the book to now, I have always been a fan of the palace~ I love you so much~)
