Chapter 1083 Master

The middle-aged man on the ground has his eyes closed and his body smells like a nausea.

The young boy is holding a middle-aged man without hesitation.

The cloud painting frowned. "First send your master to the hospital."

"It's useless, my master is sick... The hospital is not cured. He has already prepared the medicine. I am going to take the medicine today. Only this medicine is useful." The young boy whispered, "We are from Fuling. I haven’t been to the city with Master, I can’t find a place to live, it’s too expensive...”

Cloud painting looked at Bo Siqing: "Where is Fuling?"

Bosi Qingqi raised his eyes and did not answer the question of cloud painting. Instead, he looked directly at the young boy: "Are you sure that your master only needs a bath like this?"

"Yeah." The young boy nodded. "Master's medicine will not be wrong. But we have no time to return to Fuling. This medicine will expire in three more hours..."

Three hours, six hours.

Bosi Qing nodded. "Can you trust us? I will arrange a place for you."

"Really?" The eyes of the young boy flashed instantly.

Bo Siqing nodded.

The young boy also nodded quickly: "You two are good people, thank you!"

Bo Siqing opened a room in the hotel, which brought the young boy and his master to the hotel, all the way.

"Thank you, thank you very much." The young boy continued to thank him. "My Master has to spend six hours. When the Master wakes up, I will thank the two."

"You have to go to your master to take a bath." Cloud painting quickly said.

In fact, she is still very curious, this young master does not know what the disease is, actually need a bath.

Also, what is Fuling? I have never heard of cloud painting.

On the way back to Yunhu with Bosiqing, Yunhua couldn't help but ask: "Where is Fuling, you know?"

She just saw it. The young boy said that he and the master came out of Fuling. The look of Bo Siqing changed a little, and he offered to help...

Bo Siqing shook his head. "A very mysterious place."

"..." Cloud painting looks at him with a black line, what is this answer!

However, she thought about it. Generally speaking, as long as it can be said, Bo Siqing will definitely say that he does not say, probably it is something that cannot be said.

Cloud painting will no longer ask.

The next day, I also remembered the pair of mentoring, cloud painting and Bo Siqing went to the hotel.

The master who was still unconscious yesterday was already awake. The strange and strange smell that had permeated him around him disappeared, his face was still pale, but the whole person looked more spiritually.

"Master, these two are benefactors." The young boy hurriedly said, and he screamed at the thin board and the cloud painting, "Mr. Bo Yun, this is my master."

Both Boss and Yun painting nodded and looked at the master.

"Thank you two, my name is Yuan Mize, this is my disciple." Yuan Mize's voice is still a bit low, "Thank you for the help of two!"

"You are too polite." Cloud painted a smile. "Is it all right? Really do not need to go to the hospital?"

Yuan Msing smiled and shook his head: "No."

"I see that your body is still weak, go to the hospital for a check, so as to avoid any problems..."

"Thank you for the kindness of Yunxiao, but I really don't need it." The person who spoke this time was Fang Nian, probably because the Master was out of danger, his mood was much better, and the words were a little more. "My Master. It’s the doctor, he said nothing, it’s okay.”

(End of this chapter)