Reborn as a thief and a husband

Chapter 98

It was safe, and he went out.

"Hey, the friends Qiaozi made are nothing to talk about!" Ai Yebao stood at the door and watched them drift away, sighing with emotion with a smirk.

"Yeah," put an end to a big worry, although Ah Xiang was very tired, but he was in good spirits and had the strength to joke around, "like us."

"Hey, you are too good at putting gold on your face!"

Just ask anyone and you will know where the medical clinic is. When you arrive, you can see that there are quite a lot of people inside. Now it is the time when it is warm and cold, and many people can't wait to take off their thick winter clothes. As a result, one I accidentally caught a cold. Although the wind-cold is a minor illness, it's extremely annoying to toss about.

There was no place to sit, and the ground was full of old people and children, so Nanfeng could only stand in the windshield behind the door, with his back firmly on his back, waiting.

The air was filled with the bitter smell of medicinal herbs, which was not very pleasant, and was also mixed with the sound of coughing and sneezing one after another. Nanfeng let out a long sigh of relief, but he hoped he wouldn't wait too long.

"Young man, why are you wearing so little, go for a walk, it's warm inside!"

The aunt who was sitting on the mazza in the front aisle waiting for the doctor saw him by chance, and hurriedly waved to him kindly.

Nan Feng burst into a cute smile, shook his head and said: "No need aunt, I'm not cold, really!"

Their conversation attracted the attention of many people who were waiting bored, many of them were young girls, seeing such a handsome boy as Nanfeng, they couldn't help but blush and started whispering to the people around them.

"But...I'm cold..." A trembling voice came from behind, "First...put me down first..."

He is not light, let this person carry it like this, even if this person doesn't tell him, he is not willing to make him tired.

"But there is no seat now, we can only stand." Nan Feng responded to him in a low voice, subconsciously softening his tone.

"It's okay... you hug me..." There seemed to be a bit of coquettishness in the thick nasal voice?Nanfeng felt a little embarrassed, after all, he was in front of so many people.

But, this person is sick, the sickest, if he refuses outright, it seems too unreasonable...

"Okay." Nanfeng put him down with a short body, and turned around to help him re-wrap the quilt that had slipped down. Chu Qiaofei closed his eyes and let him toss, his handsome brows were tightly wrinkled, his face was flushed, and he looked very uncomfortable. .

Nanfeng hesitated for a while, but still stretched his arms to embrace him. Chu Qiaofei was wrapped in a quilt, and his arms were barely able to wrap around him, as if holding a cotton ball. Thinking of this, Nanfeng couldn't help tearing him apart. The corner of the mouth smiled.

Chu Qiaofei leaned on his shoulder dizzily, thinking vaguely that this was the second time he was hugged like this. Although this hug was very thin, it reassured him.

There was a layer of quilt between each other's chests, even so, he could still hear the other's steady and regular heartbeat, thump, thump... He fell asleep after listening.

Waiting, waiting, waiting until the sun was high, and then the people in front were waiting.

The person in his arms was in a deep sleep, and Nanfeng didn't want to wake him up to continue to suffer, so he bent down slightly, hugged him up horizontally, and sat on the bench in front of the old doctor's desk.

"I've been waiting for a long time," the old doctor smiled and took a sip of tea, with a kind face, probably because the old man he met before was either a pervert or a pervert. Nanfeng always felt that this old man was normal and a bit awkward, but he still responded politely. He smiled, "Doctor, help me to take a look, he has a bad fever."

[135] Brother's handsome, you don't understand

"Put your hands here." The old doctor tapped the small cotton pad on the table.

Nanfeng pulled Chu Qiaofei's arm out of the quilt, rolled up his sleeve, and put it on the small cotton pad.

Xu felt a little chill, and the person in his arms rubbed into his arms even harder, and muttered in a daze: "Mother..."

The south wind is full of black lines.

This posture... Not to mention, it looks like a breastfeeding.

Fortunately, the old doctor was a little deaf, and he only concentrated on taking the pulse without even raising his head.

Nanfeng patted the quilt, gritted his teeth and whispered in his ear: "My dear son, sleep with you, don't talk."

"Well, mother..."

"..."

After Wang Wen asked, the old doctor prescribed some medicine and gave some instructions, Nan Feng took the medicine and hurried back with Chu Qiao on his back.

In the afternoon the temple was very quiet, Ah Xiang was sleeping with Yin'er in his arms, Ai Yebao leaned against the door and gnawed on a chicken leg, seeing them coming back, he quickly got up to greet them.

As for boiling medicine, Nanfeng is considered an experienced person. He had survived by a guy who had the guts to leave him alone. He went out with his own coins and bought a cheap medicine pot. He dug a hole outside the door and set up a fire to burn firewood.

Today, the wind is blowing very well, and the fire is very strong. After boiling for about half an hour, a bowl of medicine came out. Nanfeng took the medicine bowl and put it in cold water for a while, and then gave it to the sick people to drink.

As soon as he walked over, Ai Yebao, who was sitting cross-legged, gave him a thumbs up and praised him sincerely: "Nanfeng, you are so good at taking care of people!"

"Thank you." Who doesn't like to hear good words, and Nan Feng, who has been busy with a lot of work, naturally found it very helpful, and gave him a look of "you are very knowledgeable, buddy".

The dark concoction made people feel unappetizing. The first thing Nanfeng said when he woke up was: "I boiled this with my own hands. I worked so hard for half an hour. You can figure it out." .”

Chu Qiaofei squinted to look at him, then looked down at the bowl of ink, lightly licked Tian's dry lips, without saying a word, picked it up, raised his neck and gulped it down after a few gulps.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, indescribably heroic and sexy.

"Okay!" Ai Yebao immediately clapped his hands and applauded, he was so impressed, he was shocked when he smelled this stuff, his brother could really drink it down to the last drop, and even turned the empty bowl over for them to see after drinking it!This is man, pure!

Nanfeng nodded in satisfaction, looked at him panting heavily and the twitching veins on his forehead, held back a smile and took out a piece of candied fruit that he bought on the way back from his bosom, and stuffed it into his mouth, suddenly, a burst of sweetness The sizzling smell spread quickly, it was so wonderful.

After eating the candied fruit, he lay down dizzy and dizzy, and Chu Qiaofei continued to struggle to fall asleep amidst the pain.

The afternoon was quiet and leisurely, Nan Feng sat at the door with his knees hugged, staring at the scenery not far away, fascinated.

It's not that he is so nervous that he can't even find the master's residence and can live freely, but since he came here, he has never encountered a single thing that is within the scope of his understanding.

First he became a mouse demon, and then he fell in love with a boy who was as cocky as himself. In the end, the other party said goodbye to him before he had a taste of the fruit of love.

No, not even a goodbye.

Raising his hand to wipe his face, Nan Xiaofeng deeply felt that his life could not always be in such a miserable state. God had the right to punish him to death, so he also had the right to pursue happiness and joy with his life.

If you can't find it, don't look for it. Even if his master is reincarnating and becoming a mortal, his master's husband is a god with great powers. Instead of looking for them aimlessly, it is better to wait for them to find you.

The past is over. His future is still so long. His master gave him a vaccination. After all, Lu Ziye is a mortal and will eventually grow old. It's just that he didn't expect that this day came so early.

hiss--!This person really can't think about it casually, as long as he thinks about it, the piercing pain will tighten his chest like a steel wire, and then spread unscrupulously to his limbs and bones, making him tremble uncontrollably.

Lu Ziye, you are really cruel...

Clutching his chest and holding his head for a while, Ai Yebao's cheery shout from the temple finally relieved him temporarily:

"Nanfeng, let's eat!"

The sky is a vast blue-gray, with dusk clouds, and the scenery in the field of vision becomes hazy and difficult to distinguish at some point.

He took a deep breath, and replied loudly: "Here we come!" He stood up and went back to the temple, throwing all the grief and regrets that could not be let go.

Chu Qiaofei hadn't woken up yet, but Ah Xiang and Yin'er, who had just been woken up by Ai Yebao, both looked sleepy. Sit down before the meal, and when you start to get tired, you feed me a mouthful and I feed you a spoonful.

Tsk!What's the matter with the pink bubbles that suddenly popped up around here, and it's not letting people eat properly!

Ai Yebao held the big bowl, looked at it and giggled a few times, then lowered his head and took a few mouthfuls of rice, making Nanfeng wonder if this guy took the two opposite's show of affection as a good show and ate it by the way.

Judging by the way he is used to it, this kind of thing should happen often.

Nanfeng smiled slightly, took a deep look at the two people who were very well-matched opposite, and secretly wished you sincerely, you must continue to be so happy~ The people on this side are happily enjoying a delicious dinner, and on the other side The poor and lonely Chu Qiaofei fell into a nightmare and couldn't extricate himself.

"Mother... don't leave me, mother..."

Nanfeng was the first to hear him talking in his sleep, and the action of grilling rice stopped immediately.

"Please...please...I will be obedient...I...don't make you angry..."

He turned his head, and under the light of the candlelight, the corners of the man's eyes clearly slid down with tears.

"Why...he always likes to call his mother in his dreams?" Nan Feng asked subconsciously.

I remember Chu Qiaofei said before that his family abandoned him.

Could it be his mother?

Ah Xiang sighed, and explained in a warm voice: "Qiao Fei's mother passed away when he was just sensible. He heard from Qiao Fei that his mother was gentle and virtuous, but she was weak and was always bullied.