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However, he was calm as he looked at the clumsy actions of the little thing in his arms. He did not stop it or cater to it.

Using the tip of his tongue, he gently pushed the bamboo shoot into the moss on Shen Zhui's tongue, only to see him coldly looking at him. Shen Zhiqiao's face immediately flushed red. His lips couldn't move forward either. Retreat … He was also afraid that something would fall out.

Feeling embarrassed and annoyed, Shen Zhi Qiao narrowed his eyes and looked at him. His expression remained calm as he stared at her coldly.

She saw two tiny images of herself imprinted in his bright eyes … Her face was rosy and her face was flushed, as if she was being spoiled.

Shen Zhiqiao shyly, angrily, and angrily retreated from his lips. He tried to use his hands and feet to break free from his embrace, and angrily said, "Ah Jing, you only know how to bully me, if it wasn't because I like you, I wouldn't care if you were the marquis or not. How dare you throw your face at me, I would not have sent him flying!"

Qi Mujing had no ability to resist her at all, not to mention that she didn't know how to take care of her body, so she took a bite out of him and started to eat. Qi Mujing's pupils had already turned black, and when she heard the words "if it wasn't because I like you" from her mouth, all of her rationality disappeared in an instant.

His hand shot out and clasped her delicate wrist, accompanied by the tearing sound of the porcelain bowl falling to the ground and a low growl that was difficult to suppress in his throat.

At the same time, he waved his hand and threw the cloth on the table to the ground. The sound of the cloth hitting the floor echoed in the room.

Then, he crazily pushed the terrified little girl onto the dining table. His tall body was pressed down and he lowered his head to suck on her sweet lips with a desperate desire to destroy.

The next morning, Shen Zhi Qiao specially got up early, and after a simple wash, he headed to Uncle Tie's courtyard.

When she arrived, Uncle Tie was focused on treating the pale-faced man on the bed. When he saw her, he told her to bring the hot water from the carved wooden basin on the table over.

Shen Zhiqiao placed the basin in front of the bed, bent over to pick up the brocade handkerchief soaked in hot water, and handed it to him, "Uncle Tie, he …"

Uncle Tie took the brocade handkerchief and placed it in front of the man's forehead. "Although we managed to survive last night, we have to preserve his life …" He sighed, "I can only resign myself to fate!"

Shen Zhi Qiao couldn't help but furrow his brows, lowering his head to look at the man on the bed.

After the domineering aura from the previous day's hunting ground and the bloodstains from yesterday's battle, his handsome face looked somewhat shy, but it was still unable to conceal his unparalleled beauty.

Shaking his head in regret, he asked, "Uncle Tie, is there really no other way?"

She really didn't want to die after putting in so much effort to save him.

Uncle Tie pursed his lips and lowered his head in silence. After a while, he looked up at her and said, "There is …"

"Really? "What method is this?" Shen Zhi Qiao's eyes lit up and he asked.

Uncle Tie narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "Lan Jun …"

"Lan Jun?" Shen Zhi Qiao's eyes widened in surprise, "Uncle Tie couldn't be talking about grass that can bring death back to life, right?"

F * ck?

Uncle Tie laughed, "Madam, Lan Jun is not a type of grass, but a human …"

"Ugh …" Shen Zhi Qiao was at a loss.

She had always thought that Lan Jun was a type of "magic herb." She had never thought that he was actually a person.

Tsk, it's said that rumors are not to be easily believed, as expected, it's not bad!

From the age of five, he has known all the medicinal herbs under heaven. He began to practice medicine on his own at the age of eight, and his medical skills are even better than that of Divine Doctor Yun Feng. [If we can get Lan Jun to save him, he might be able to survive.]

After pausing for a moment, Uncle Tie frowned, "It's just that according to the rumors, Lan Jun has an eccentric personality and doesn't like to be disturbed by the outside world. Three years ago, he had been living in seclusion in Qishan and made a promise not to practice medicine anymore …"

Shen Zhiqiao muttered to himself, "I've heard of the Divine Doctor Qishan Yun Feng, but does Lan Jun really have such a high level of medical skills?"

Uncle Tie nodded, "Putting everything else aside, three years ago, he personally treated the second princess who had a heart attack, Tuoba Lan … It's been said that the second princess suddenly fell ill and almost …

Shen Zhiqiao finally understood that if he wanted to save someone, he had to find Lan Jun.

Ye Zichen knocked on his teeth, then looked at the dying man on the bed. Feeling annoyed, he started to walk around the bed.

The corner of Uncle Tie's eyes twitched. "Madam, what are you doing?"

Shen Zhi Qiao suddenly stopped, his big eyes filled with determination, "Uncle Tie, I'm going to find Lan Jun!"

"You can't!" Uncle Tie immediately objected. "Madam, the journey from the East Tomb to Qishan is a long one. You're a woman …"

"Uncle Tie!" Shen Zhi Qiao interrupted him, "Who said I went alone?!"

"…"

"Uncle Tie, you forgot. Qishan is not far from the back of Jinyun Temple, and Little Four just came back from Jinyun Temple. I will just ask Little Four to come with me to Qishan. You don't have to worry about me! " He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the man on the bed.

Tsk, handsome! What a handsome man! A handsome man that he could not get enough of!

"…" Uncle Tie was speechless. Naturally, he knew that there was no need to worry about her. He was worried about how he would explain the remaining people after she left …

"Uncle Tie, I can't watch the person I saved die in front of me, much less give up a method that might save him without any effort. Otherwise, my conscience will be disturbed!" Shen Zhi Qiao looked at the person on the bed and said.

"…" Uncle Tie once again expressed his helplessness, but he was also thankful for her kindness. He suggested, "Madam, why don't you allow the Marquis to help?!"